My Accidental Harem-Chapter 175

nothing unusual except for her slightly flushed face and messy hair.

as if she had been engaged in some strenuous activity. But she had just been in the office with Kevin Woods.

Could they have been doing anything inappropriate in the office?

Mia’s mind raced with the possibility, which shocked her. She scrutinized Camila and Kevin, looking for any clues. The school had always been pretty laid-back, with lots of students getting into early relationships and some even ending up pregnant. When Zach Jackson took over as principal, he tried to tighten things up, but it didn’t really work. Still, it was almost unheard of for a teacher to get involved with a student. Most students were teenagers, way younger than their teachers, and they usually had a natural fear and respect for them. The bravest boys might go after older students, but none would dare to hit on a teacher.

But Mia knew Kevin wasn’t your average student. He had the guts to approach her, tell her he liked her, and even smash the principal’s office window. Kevin never admitted it, but Mia was sure the guy she saw on the balcony of the neighboring building the other day was him. If he was bold enough to sleep with a married woman in broad daylight, there was nothing he wouldn’t do. Mia had gotten used to Kevin’s daring ways.

On the other hand, Camila wasn’t the type to take things lightly. She had a solid reputation at school, rarely smiled or joked with male teachers, dressed modestly, and was in her thirties with a son around Kevin’s age. The thought of her having an affair with a student was just mind-blowing to Mia.

Mia thought she might be overthinking things, but something still felt off. She had been interacting with Camila more lately, and Kevin frequently visited Camila to report on his work. Mia always felt Kevin looked at her strangely, which she initially chalked up to him having the same inappropriate thoughts as other boys. Now, she suddenly realized that Kevin might have been meeting Camila for a secret rendezvous, and his looks were because he saw her as an obstacle.

This realization made Mia’s heart race. A woman’s intuition told her that something was definitely going on between Camila and Kevin. A week ago, Mia might have subtly talked to Camila to prevent her from making a mistake. But after recent events, Mia herself had developed an ambiguous relationship with Kevin and could somewhat understand Camila’s situation.

Ignoring the age difference, Kevin was tall, handsome, and had a sunny disposition, plus he was well-endowed. He was an ideal lover. If Mia hadn’t already committed and been unwilling to cheat on her husband, she might have fallen for Kevin like Camila. Even so, Mia had developed inappropriate feelings for Kevin. She thought she had resolved her feelings, but discovering Kevin and Camila’s possible involvement made her heart flutter.

Camila noticed the surprise and suspicion in Mia’s eyes and realized she had lost control of her emotions, which gave her away. Lately, Mia had been visiting her office often, sometimes to check her breast lumps and other times for teaching advice. Camila felt lucky Mia hadn’t come earlier, or she would have caught them in the act. But running into her in the hallway was bad enough. Camila quickly smiled and said, "Mrs. Cortez, where are you headed? I was just about to go to class and lost in thought, and you made me jump."

"Oh, I was downstairs looking for someone and just came back." Mia replied with a slight smile. She glanced at the silent Kevin, sensing a complex dynamic among the three. Kevin originally had no connection to her; it was through Camila that she met him. Now, it seemed both she and Camila had ambiguous relationships with Kevin. Mia knew Camila’s secret, but Camila was unaware of her and Kevin’s situation. Mia decided to test Camila and casually said, "I wanted to chat with you, but it’s time for class."

Camila hesitated, then turned to Kevin and said, "Kevin, go to the classroom and distribute the compositions. Tell the class president to review my comments carefully. I’ll join you after talking to Mrs. Cortez."

Kevin reluctantly agreed. He wanted to know what Camila and Mia would discuss but had no excuse to stay. He slowly walked downstairs with the compositions, ignoring Mia as he passed her, fearing Camila might notice something.

On his way, Kevin glanced up at the second floor and saw Camila and Mia chatting and laughing at the stairwell. He marveled at how women could be such natural actors and hide their secrets so well. He resolved to be more careful in the future.

Back in the classroom, Kevin handed out the compositions to the group leaders and relayed Camila’s instructions to the class president.

Ivan Simmons, a burly kid, smirked and said, "General, any other commands from the queen? Do I need to bow and thank you?"

The nearby students laughed, finding Ivan’s comment amusing.

Ivan’s dad was the county’s finance director, and Ivan used his family’s influence to bully others, forming cliques and declaring himself the boss. He viewed Camila as a queen ruling behind the scenes and Kevin as a rival, often favored by Camila. Unable to physically confront Kevin due to his size, Ivan resorted to verbal jabs, mockingly calling Kevin Camila’s general to imply he was her lackey.

Kevin felt a surge of anger, his fists clenching, ready to punch Ivan. But his mother, Rachel, came to mind, so he restrained himself. Last semester, after a fight with Ivan, Kevin received a warning while Ivan remained unscathed. Seeing his mother silently weeping, Kevin knelt before her all night and promised never to fight again.

"What? Want a fight? Come on," Ivan taunted, ready for a confrontation. He remembered the beating Kevin had given him and didn’t want a repeat, fearing public humiliation. Kevin clenched his fists, then let go, his face pale and eyes glaring coldly at Ivan Simmons. If looks could kill, Ivan would be dead. Kevin knew all too well how much his father’s death had affected him and his mom. His dad had worked in the government and was highly regarded by his superiors for his skills. Tragically, he died in a car accident while on a business trip. If he were still alive, he’d probably be a top official by now, and life for Kevin and his mom would be so much easier.

"Ivan Simmons, you’re crossing the line. Is that any way to talk?" Just as the tension between Ivan and Kevin was peaking, a girl suddenly stood up and angrily shouted at Ivan. "Apologize to Kevin right now, or I’ll tell Mrs. Cortez everything you just said. You won’t get away with it."

Both Kevin and Ivan were stunned. The girl who spoke was Zoey Jackson, the class monitor of Class 57. Known for her gentle demeanor and elegant manners, much like her mother, Daisy, Zoey rarely got involved in such matters. But today, she stood up for Kevin, surprising everyone. Those who had been jeering quickly fell silent, not wanting to get caught in the crossfire.

"Zoey, you misunderstood. Kevin and I were just joking." Ivan said, his face darkening before quickly forcing a smile. He wasn’t really scared of Zoey tattling to Mrs. Cortez, their homeroom teacher. But Zoey was the principal’s daughter, and if she made a big deal out of it, things could go south for him. So, he decided to back down and let Kevin off the hook for now.

"No, apologize to Kevin," Zoey insisted, ignoring Ivan’s excuse. She was determined to get justice for Kevin. She had always disliked Ivan’s bullying and couldn’t stand by while he humiliated Kevin.

Ivan’s face soured. He didn’t expect Zoey to give him no leeway. His eyes roved over her tall, graceful figure. At the start of the school year, he had his eyes on Zoey and wanted to win her over. But she had always been indifferent to him, and he didn’t dare push her. Eventually, he shifted his attention to other girls. Seeing Zoey stand up for Kevin made him uncomfortable. If she weren’t the principal’s daughter, he would have already used his usual tactics to get her into bed. He was good with women.

Ivan lost his virginity to his family’s maid, Claire Howard. His parents were often busy with work, so they hired Claire, who was about seven or eight years older than Ivan. She looked ordinary, a plump woman with rosy cheeks and large braids. She was diligent and knew how to please people. Due to family issues, she didn’t continue her education after high school and got married early. Her husband’s gambling debts forced her to work as a maid in the city.

One evening, Ivan came home from school to an empty house and called out, "Claire, I’m home. Is dinner ready? I’m starving?"

"Yes, it’s coming," Claire responded, walking out of the bathroom, removing her rubber gloves, and smiling at Ivan. "Dinner’s ready. I was just washing your clothes from last night. I’ll get your food now."

Ivan noticed Claire wearing a white cotton T-shirt, her ample breasts pushing the fabric taut. The shirt had gotten wet while she was washing clothes, turning semi-transparent and revealing her bra and pale skin underneath. His heart raced, and he felt a bulge forming in his sweatpants. Unaware of Ivan’s reaction, Claire swayed her hips as she walked into the kitchen. She wore black shorts that accentuated her round, firm booty and smooth, pale thighs, making her look very sexy.

Ivan’s heated gaze followed Claire’s voluptuous figure. When she brought the food to the table, he snapped out of his daze and devoured his meal, letting out a satisfied burp. Claire came over to clear the dishes and returned to the kitchen to clean up.

While Claire worked, Ivan lounged on the living room sofa, distractedly watching TV and occasionally glancing at her busy in the kitchen. Feeling restless, he called out, "Claire, you can stop and come watch TV with me."

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