Yes Sir!!!

Frustration

Hey guys, so here's your second chapter and now you get to meet the delicious Professor Rodriguez

Prof. Leonides Rodriguez at the top...

Present time

Leonides' POV

The racket from my alarm woke me up from a deep and peaceful sleep. "Urgh..." I groaned, turning into my back. Do I really have to get up right now? It was the first day of the new semester and I was in no mood for a bunch of idiotic, arrogant little fucks and a bunch of skanky assed little girls that had no self respect, with their tiny tops and even smaller skirts. All most of them ever did in my class was flirt with me or with the boys in my class.

I only had a few students that actually took my class seriously, the rest just used it as a blow-off class. It was fucking frustrating. To make matters worse the disrespect I got from some of my students, grated against my inner Dominant. Making me want to punish them and teach them the proper way to respect their superiors.

I eventually got out of bed and headed into my bathroom, stark naked, and switched on the shower. I had a quick shower, got dressed and headed downstairs for breakfast. Eileen was in the kitchen, just finishing off my breakfast so I sat down at the breakfast counter and she placed my plate in front of me, along with a cup of coffee. "Morning Sir, how are you this fine morning?" She chirped with a smile. I gave her a smile in return, "Morning Eileen, I'm good and you?" I asked.

"I'm good Sir, thanks for asking. I made your lunch and I have a flask of coffee for you." She said, still moving around and smiling as she went. I've honestly never met anyone as happy with life as she was. It made for pleasant mornings. "Thanks love, I appreciate you taking such good care of me" I told her, and no people, I was not attracted to her. First off, she was fifty eight years old and she was way more of a mother to me than my own ever was. My socialite mother couldn't be bothered with a child, when there were so many parties to attend. My dad left when I was twelve and after that, my mother just couldn't be bothered and left me to be raised by a long line of nannies.

I finished my breakfast and got up. Eileen took my empty plate while I gathered my briefcase and coat. I gave her a kiss on her cheek and went through another door in the kitchen that connected to my garage. I got into my Lexus IS300. A lot of people couldn't understand how I could afford the luxury car, or the big house or the expensive clothing, but they didn't know about the club I was part-owner of or the other businesses I had shares in. Technically I didn't have to work at the College, but even though I got irritated with the kids, I still enjoyed teaching. It was a passion of mine since I was a teen and I wasn't ready to let go of it yet.

I made my way to work in the early morning traffic and parked in my designated spot. I got out, grabbed my briefcase off the backseat and made my way to my office. On my way there, I saw a boy sitting on a bench, partially hidden by the bush next to it. He was tiny for his age, only about 5'5 at a guess. He looked like a child, with his sweet and innocent features and he was gorgeous. Kayden was one of the few students in my class that actually paid attention. 

But there was something about him that called to me. The few times I have tried to talk to him about class, he had started shaking and he would keep a distance between us, like he was scared of me and I couldn't understand why. I mean, I know I was a bit intimidating at 6'6 and having a muscular build, but I have never done anything to cause him to fear me. I had a bad feeling inside that made me think something bad had happened to him in the past.

The only person I ever saw him with was his friend Maxie. Generally, if you saw one of them, the other won't be too far behind, so I assumed he was waiting for his friend to get there. As I passed him, I decided to greet him, "Good morning Kayden. How are you today?" I asked, softening my voice and face so that he won't feel too intimidated. He looked up at me and Quickly looked back down, his face flushed bright red, and his hands started twitching. "M-morning M-mr R-rodriguez. I-i'm fine a-and y-you?" He mumbled and stuttered out, not looking at me, but at his hands instead.  "I'm good, thanks for asking" I said, and then decided that was enough for today. I could see the way his body had started to shake and I didn't want him to feel pressured by me. So I told him to have a good day and I walked away.