Chapter 10: Private Disciplinary Review (18+)

Click. Thud.

The heavy wooden door of the empty seminar classroom swung shut, and Leo casually turned the brass deadbolt lock into place. The sudden silence of the isolated room swallowed the frantic whispers of the crowded university corridor outside. Only the faint hum of the air conditioner cut through the stillness.

Senior Cynthia stood in the center of the room, her leather-bound textbook held against her chest like a protective shield. Her breathing was shallow and uneven. Up close in the enclosed space, Leo's newly upgraded 5/10 Charm aura was completely overwhelming her senses. Her amber eyes darted from his model-like jawline down to his broad, athletic shoulders, a deep, helpless crimson blush coloring her cheeks.

"L-Leo," Cynthia stammered, desperately trying to summon her icy "Campus Goddess" authority. She stepped back until her hips pressed against the edge of the professor's desk. "Your behavior today is completely unacceptable. Bringing a fresher like Chloe to campus in that state... letting her flaunt that she spent the night at your apartment... you are causing an absolute scandal!"

Leo didn't back away. Moving with a smooth, effortless grace fueled by his Level 3 body, he slowly advanced on her. He took one step, then another, closing the distance until he stood directly over her, his tall 6'1" frame completely trapping her against the heavy wooden desk.

"A scandal, Senior?" Leo murmured, a relaxed, highly confident smile playing on his lips. His deepened masculine voice resonated pleasantly in the quiet room. "I find it interesting that you're the one calling a review. If I recall correctly, just yesterday at the park, you explicitly ordered me to keep everything that happened between us a complete secret. You told me it was an anomaly and warned me never to talk about that night again."

Cynthia's breath hitched sharply, her amber eyes widening in surprise as the old, timid freshman turned her own words right back on her. "I... I did say that, but—"

"Then why were you waiting awkwardly beside a marble pillar in the central hall this morning, Senior?" Leo interrupted softly, leaning down slightly so his breath brushed against her burning ear. He reached out, his hand gently grasping her book and sliding it out of her grip, tossing it onto the desk behind her. "It almost looks like you were loitering just to catch a glimpse of me. Unless... you couldn't stop thinking about me all weekend?"

"Y-You arrogant...!" Cynthia gasped, her voice cracking as her regal defense system completely collapsed under his direct teasing. A wave of intense vulnerability washed over her. She looked up at his sharp brown hair and piercing gaze, her chest heaving rapidly as her heart hammered violently against her ribs.

Leo didn't give her a chance to recover. He moved in, his large hands sliding smoothly onto her slender waist, pulling her pristine, elegant frame directly against his broad, solid chest. The sudden, intense physical contact sent a jolt of raw heat through both of their bodies. Cynthia let out a soft, whimpering sound, her hands instinctively flying up to clutch at his shoulders for support as her knees felt entirely weak.

Leo leaned down, his lips brushing teasingly against the soft skin of her neck, tracing a slow line up to her jawline as his fingers dug firmly into the soft curves of her hips. Cynthia arched her back against his firm grip, her eyelids fluttering shut as an overwhelming wave of physical arousal and white-hot tension surged to a absolute fever pitch between them, completely erasing her anger and melting her into his dominant embrace...

As the heavy friction of their bodies crossed the boundary and the clothing barriers began to slide, Leo's vision blurred with a familiar golden haze, the quiet classroom boundaries safely fading to black right at the absolute peak of the encounter...

Rattle! Rattle! Rattle!

A violent, aggressive shaking of the heavy brass doorknob suddenly shattered the intimate quiet of the room, jolting Leo and Cynthia instantly back to reality.

Leo's dark eyes snapped open, his level-3 stamina keeping his heart steady as he quickly adjusted his shirt, looking toward the entryway. Beside him, Cynthia was a breathless, disheveled mess, her hair slightly messy and her face completely painted in a deep, burning crimson flush as she frantically straightened her student uniform blazer.

Thud. Thud. Thud.

A frantic, heavy pounding rattled the wood of the locked door, followed by a sweet, chillingly playful voice that caused the ambient temperature in the seminar room to drop to sub-zero levels.

"Leo~? The five minutes are up," Chloe's voice giggled through the cracks of the frame, carrying the exact, unfiltered psychotic intensity of a real-life Yandere who had just tracked her prey down to a closed door. "I know you're inside with her. And the door is locked... why did my good little boy lock the door from his Chloe? Open it up right now, or I'm going to kick it off its hinges."

Cynthia froze completely, her amber eyes wide with absolute panic as she looked at the locked handle. They were trapped inside an empty room, and the campus's most dangerous stalker was currently hammering on the wood, ready to tear the school apart to reclaim her prize.

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