Ashley's POV
The arrogant asshole in front of me turns to look at me once he enters the room and he stops mid-step. His eyes widen as he takes in my appearance. The despicable man starts taking long strides towards me but is stop by the teacher's voice.
"Mr. Warner? The new student?", my glare at him was so cold, if it was a movie, he would be sixteen feet under, alive.
"Yes", he answers her with a small smile on his face as if everything in this world was f*****g great.
"I am sorry for being late, coach. My plane got delayed".
"No worries, Mr. Warner but from the next time onwards, I expect you to be on time".
"Yes, coach", finishing the conversation he resumes walking towards but when his eyes meet mine, he stops. He stares at me with apologetic eyes. If he thinks I will forgi
