Sassy Angel’s Secret Sin

Chapter 49

Chapter 49 – The Dragon and the Snow Queen (Anj‘s POV)

“Woah!”

Dylan moved away from me when we heard Anya‘s surprised voice. “Too early! And please, not in the kitchen,” She chuckled, shaking her head as she walked toward the refrigerator to get the pitcher of water. I walked past her and dashed to the bedroom, where I heard my children arguing about something. I closed the door immediately and shook my head, telling myself it should not happen while I put my hand on my chest, trying to calm my heart pounding hard inside me. “Mommy, are you okay?” Leyanne asked. Her voice woke me up, and they were all gawking at me when I looked at them. “I thought Aunt Anya would give you a bath?” “That was the plan,” Leyanne said, “but we started fighting who would go in first. She went out to call you.” I nodded. “I don‘t see the need of who will go in first,” I opened the bathroom door. “Inside, the three of you.” They went inside the bathroom without fuss, leaving me in peace for a few seconds. I swallowed hard, breathing out deeply before going inside the bathroom, hearing them fighting again.

***

I knew I was not in my usual self today after Dylan attempted to kiss me. I left without looking at him, not even Anya, who surprisingly did not ask me about what she saw. Dean Jones‘s secretary knocked on the faculty room‘s door and tapped her wristwatch. “In Conference Room A,” April said when I reached her. “Dean Jones wants to ask if you can handle this yourself?”

“What‘s this about?” I asked, thinking we had a meeting with her, but my idea seemed incorrect.

“An unhappy guardian of one student not on the list of graduating this month,” she chuckled. “Usually, Dean Jones talks to them to explain the reason and pacify them, but she has an emergency meeting with the chairman.” I chuckled softly. “Is the parent there already?” “Not yet, but good luck!

He‘s kind of... different. He breathes fire,” she laughed, shaking her head as we walked into the hallway.

“Don‘t worry, April. Tell Dean Jones I can handle this myself. As for him breathing fire, just so you know, I breathe snow,” I winked at her, stopping at Conference Room A.

She rolled her eyes at me. “I know,” She moved her head toward me. “Have you heard? Students call you the snow queen?”

“Really?” I raised my eyebrows as I smirked. “Cold heart, eh?” She only laughed at me, waved her hand, and continued walking back to their office. I went inside, closed the door, and walked toward the window when I heard my phone ringing.

My eyebrows knitted when I saw Anya‘s name on the screen. “Anya?” I said as soon as I answered her.

“I‘m glad you‘re not busy but help me here. Lyra Helene‘s not stopping,” Her voice was worried, and from her side, I could hear her wailing.

“Give the phone to her.” My heart was thumping in my chest with worries, wanting to go to them now.

“Mommmmyyyyyy!” She wailed so loud that I had to move slightly away from my phone. The two other girls started crying, and I could imagine the stress Anya was experiencing now. Having triplets looking exactly alike is cute, but not until they start fighting and crying.

“Lyra Helene, what‘s wrong?” I said gently.

“Mommy, do we really have a daddy?” she asked, surprising me with her question when I thought it was already settled. “Sander said... Sander said we‘re lying. He said he saw Sky on TV, and he‘s not our daddy.”

I closed one eye and pursed my lips when the three of them cried like they were singing in a choir, only theirs were annoying wailing sounds. This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Do we really have a daddy, mommy?” screamed Selene.

I rolled my eyes, massaging my temple as I answered impatiently. “Of course, you had. I won‘t give birth to you if you don‘t have,” I hissed, trying to calm myself.

“Where‘s our daddy, mommy?” cried Leyanne. My body jolted when I heard the door open and closed. I turned around to see if he was the parent I was waiting for, but my lips parted when I saw who had come in.

“I‘m looking at him right now,” I answered, blinking my eyes to make sure I was really looking at the god of the Elite, the Mighty Sky. I turned my back on him. “Give the phone to Aunt Anya,” I whispered nervously. “Anj –” She sounded like she was crying, too. I would love to see her face, but I have an urgent matter to attend to now.

“Listen to me, Anya. I have a very important meeting now. Tell my children to stop crying because their father is coming tomorrow by hook or by crook, and I‘ll make sure to scrape Sander‘s head for saying my children are lying.” I gritted my teeth, breathing hard before ending the call and turning to Sky Mars, looking dashing in his business suit. “Ms. Anj Perry?” He asked, surprised to see me. “I was expecting an old professor. You‘re rather young and –”

“I get that a lot,” I cut him. “Please sit down.”

He did, but he was not breaking his gaze at me. I cleared my throat, sitting across from him. If only I knew who I was meeting today, I had requested a meeting at the auditorium to be seated as far away as possible from him.

“Ah, Finn Mars,” I exclaimed, realizing now the connection and remembering him from the pictures they had in the study room. “Yes, about my brother. I went to talk to you about his status. I heard he‘s not graduating, and I hate to do this, but he must for my father‘s sake,” he explained.

I was glad I had my records and notes with me, giving me a chance to avoid Sky‘s eyes. I pushed the brim of my eyeglasses as I checked on his name.

“His research paper lacks the information, Mr. Mars,” I said. “I told him unless he submitted me a paper with substance, only then would I give him a chance to pass this subject.” He crossed his arms on his chest and leaned on the chair‘s backrest. “Is there anything we can do about it? Miss Perry, my father, is really sick and his only wish is to see Finn graduate.” I swallowed hard, thinking fast, and then I nodded at him. “Okay, I will help him on one condition,” I said, closing my eyes, thinking I might lose my job once he complained.

“Condition?”

Without looking at him, I told him my term. “Pretend to be my children‘s father in their activity tomorrow,” I uttered in a hushed tone. I bit my lower lip, waiting for him to roar like a lion or breath fire on me, but when I raised my head, I caught him staring at me. “No. I won‘t.” He answered, causing my heart to stop beating. “Of course, why would you say yes,” I rose to my feet. I breathed hard, wanting to run away from him but not liking to go home for the first time. My heart ached for Lyra Helene, but I should have anticipated this kind of problem when I lied to everyone about who the father of my children was. “Tell him to see me tomorrow afternoon. I‘ll see what I can do to help him. Goodbye, Mr. Mars,” I said, walking in a hurry toward the door and hoping to save my face from shame. “You‘ll still help even if I said no to you?” His question stopped me from going out. I turned around, my lips trembling as I smiled. “My job is to help my students reach their goal, Mr. Mars. About the condition I laid to you, only a lunatic man would say yes and wants to participate in my craziness.” “You are right, Ms. Perry. Only a lunatic man would say yes, and I am not that man.”