"I kill for living" I said seriously expecting the beauty before me to back away in fear. I leaned close towards her and brought my face just inches away from her beautiful pinkish face. "Kill? Kill what?" She frowned. I internally hit my forehead at the raising annoyance. She didn't back away from the closeness, in fact she did not observe it at all. She was too much into the conversation. "Of course I Kill people. I'm not into poultry to raise and kill chicken." I scoffed and leaned in closer to intimidate her. I was expecting her to shriek, cry, yell and run away far from me but What I got in response was what exactly you expect from the beauty. The unexpected answer. "So you clean too. Nice." She told herself with a smile and a appreciative nod. "Goodness, What and why would I clean?" Furrowing my brows in confusion and utter disbelief, I shook my head to compose myself. "You said you kill people. You kill bad people to do welfare to the Earth so you are cleaning away dirt right?" That did it. I, Demyan Lev Petrov, the most powerful, ruthless and dangerous king of Mafia, accept that I lost the argument to her. Zinnia Mae White, the most innocent and a mental girl I ever got lucky to meet. That crazy girl doesn't know whom to fear and whom not to. The day she entered my life was the day my happy, bloody, dangerous life, she turned it, crushed it and made me lose my sanity with everything she does and says. But Damn, I love that in her so much. I love her This mental, fickle minded, school teacher of mine! My Zinnia, My insane solace.

{MATURE +18} I am strong, I am resilient, I am fire... ******************************************************************************************* Grabbing hold of my wrist, he tugs me towards him. His large arms wrapping around my torso as he pulls me closer, burying his face in my hair. "I can't give you a happily ever after Erin." He tells me, his voice breaking with what sounds like pain. Reaching up with my free hand, my fingers threading through his hair until it catches on his silken ends. I tug. Hard. Ensuring that we have eye contact, I whisper. "I don't need tomorrow, all I want from you, right now, is tonight." ******************************************************************************************* Trapped in a contract with no exit, an agreement made without her consent. Erin will learn that there is more to the end of her story, more than the life her father sold her into too, and it is going to be one HELL of a fight to come out on top. I'm back BITCHES, and things are about to get HOT!!!

Book 2 in The 'Three Words Series' Theo and Naomi haven't spoken since. Since everything, that night, first year, all of it. Second year has just started. They're no longer neighbours but their friendship group are still very much so close. They're forced to see each other still. Communication was their biggest downfall last year, will they actually talk through things like civil adults for once? **SEQUAL TO Clouding my judgement. MUST READ THAT FIRST** **CANNOT BE READ AS A STAND-ALONE BOOk** **MATURE CONTENT, A LOT SPICIER THAN THE FIRST BOOK SO BE PREPARED** "Why would you kiss him, when you're mine, Hmm?" He asked as he stroked her entrance with his two digits "I-" She breathed out as he took no time inserting his fingers inside of her, curling them just to make her moan for him "What was that?" He smirked, hearing her whimpers as the increasing tempo of the song wasn't helping her heart beat or the pulse inbetween her thighs of how much she hated Theo in the moment, but enjoyed what he could do to her with just two fingers When she didn't answer him, Theo slid his fingers slowly out of her with a pop. She felt his fingers trace over the slit of her entrance, teasing her, already knowing the power he had over her body. She did nothing but accept it, as her body reacted as it usually did Wet and ready, only for him She found herself opening up her legs wider to give him better access to her. Almost as if it were instinct. Theo slid his fingers up and down her slick folds, multiple times - teasing her - knowing this would set her off even further. The anticipation of it all.

He was her rock, her best friend, her first love. He became her worst nightmare, her tormentor, her captor She was his everything. His obsession. Their story should have ended with that court case, but he's found a way back to her, and he won't give her another opportunity to escape. Not this time. ------------------------------------------- Shivering, I sobbed out, unable to speak, unable to move. "Shh, shh, now baby-girl, it's alright, you're safe, don't cry" he soothed, moving closer to me. "N-Noah, I w-want to go home," I sobbed, feeling weak from my inability to talk without stuttering. A gasp left my parted lips as his hand forcefully connected with my cheek, "You are home, so I don't want to hear that crap from you, okay?" shaking, I looked down at my feet, his gaze too menacing to hold. "I said, do you understand" he spit through clenched teeth, "y-yes, I'm sorry" I whispered, a new wave of tears making their appearance. "Good girl, now I need you to keep being a good girl, okay?" nodding, my eyes met his dark ones. His form towered over me, making me feel small and irrelevant. "Words, Embry!" He demanded as I stuttered out a quiet yes. I studied him cautiously as he walked towards the far end of the room, shuffling through drawers before stalking back towards me and crouching down. I sucked in a breath as I saw the knife in his hand, his face held a mischievous grin as it glinted in the light. "Now baby-girl, you see, as much as I hate to, you need to be punished, do you know why?" Warning! This story is for mature audience, it contains strong language, abuse, mature themes and sensitive topics. Please enjoy, -Aphrodite.

"What is your problem?" "You" he said sniffing my hair like a dog "Wh-What!" "Why did you let him touch you? Should I show everyone who you belong to?" His rough voice and closeness were giving me chills. "Mr Knight."I felt a hard slap on my butt " It's Alex for you, my love." When he had her, he didn't see her value. After losing her, he also got lost in a way nobody imagined. When he find her again, will he ever let her go? What if his love turns into someting dangerous? Him: " Love and you are the same thing.Everything about you is my love. That's why I will love you as long as I am alive." "This heart only beats for you and it will stop if you want. The decision is yours to take,my love" Note: This is a dark romance book with mature scenes and the ml will do everything to keep the fml with him. This is for you who are obsessed with ml being obsessed with his woman and groveling to her feet for some past mistakes😉

The Hot Series (Book 1) Story Of a Mysterious Professor, a girl full of life and Mr. Stranger. ***** He is not just kissing me, I'm feeling like he's telling me how much he loves me through his soft and gentle kiss. His hands travelled down my spine and grasped my waist. He pulled me closer until no space left between us. Our chest rubbed against each other, arousing our desire. I can hear his heartbeat against my chest. He's taking my breath away from me and giving his breath to me. He's stealing my soul with my breath. **** He gave me a grin as they all student left, I averted my eyes to show him my fake anger. He strolled to the door and shut it close. "Sir, what are you doing?" I asked dramatically as he locked the door. He turned around, his lips drawn up into a naughty smile. "I need to spend some private time with my student." He's sauntering to me, gazing at me, having desires in his bewitching black eyes. My heart started racing, only with the thoughts of what he'll do to me. I'm excited to spend some time with my Hottie Professor in the classroom. This is making me excited. I'm looking at him in anticipation. "But your favourite student is still angry with you." I turned my face on the other side as he reached in front of me. "Then her professor has his own to pacify his favourite student." He cooed, holding my chin with his thumb and finger. As he turned my face to him, I pouted angrily. "Oh, really? So what are those ways ?" I sassed, removing his hand from my chin. As he abruptly grasped my bare waist, I shivered because of his touch. He lifted me from the floor and made me sit on the desk. We gazed into each other eyes passionately in utter silence, the only sound we could hear is our heartbeats. He started coming close to my lips, gazing into my eyes fondly. His warm breath caressing my face. Warning : This story will be hot and romantic.

"WHY CAN'T YOU GET IT INSIDE YOUR HEAD?" He trapped my trembling body between his arms and slammed his fist into the wall. I flinch at the sound as I feel tears forming in my eyes. "I'M SICK AND TIRED OF YOUR CRYING. JUST ACCEPT THE FACT THAT YOU'RE NEVER LEAVING. THIS IS YOUR LIFE NOW, WITH ME" He spits, anger consuming his voice as I push myself further against the wall. Shutting my eyes closed and turning my face to the side as I do. Moments later, I feel his rough hand on my waist and his finger grazing my cheek. "Look at me, love." His hand grips onto my jaw, his thumb playing across my lower lip. He turns my face to meet his as I lower my gaze to the floor. He lowers himself to my level and I feel his breath fanning my cheek causing my breathing to become unsteady. "I love you so much, darling. But you need to learn. You need to learn that you won't be going anywhere. You're mine." With that being said, his other hand slides down to my waist "Your entire body, your mind, your soul. All mine." All I could do was tremble at his touch. How can someone so beautiful be so heartless? ~~~~~~~~~~ All a 19 year old Aurora Shaw wanted to do was work to make a living and volunteer at the orphanage. Unfortunately for her, ruthless and cunning 26 year old Mafia leader and billionaire Tristan Black had other plans for her. He's been waiting for the perfect moment to kidnap her and finally make her his queen after 2 years of watching and stalking her every move. He'd kill anyone who gets in the way of getting what he wants. What will happen when he ruins everything she wanted and forces her to marry him? Will she escape and resist him? Or will she submit and accept her fate?

SEQUEL TO "PAINT ME, PROFESSOR" | 18+ "You think I'm going to treat you differently now that you're my wife?" Chris asked, circling Ali. She wiggled her tied wrists to free herself, but she knew her efforts were futile. The blindfold wasn't helping either as anxiety and tension rose in her body. He stood behind her and gripped her tied wrists roughly, dragging them down until she fell to her knees with a loud thump. Ali gasped and tensed up as Chris caressed her naked body with his free hand. "Do you think I'll be nicer? Milder? Do you think I'll make love to you like a good husband?" Ali knew this feeling all too well, yet it never got old. Christopher Damon was the only person who had ever made her feel this way: dominated, worshipped, and free. Even now when they were older and she was no longer his student, she still felt his control, his power, his dominance. It was intoxicating and she wanted it all. "No Sir," she replied, gulping. She could feel his hot breath on her neck. "That's right," he said against her ear. He inhaled the lilac perfume in her hair, reminding himself to go slow. Chris ran his left hand up her arm as he got up from the floor. Ali felt the the cold golden ring on his finger as he did so, giving her goosebumps. What he said next, however, made a shiver run icily down her spine: "You're mine to do whatever I please." _____ This book is for mature audiences. You have been warned. 📝 Good Grammar Guaranteed Started: 19 February 2022 Finished: On-going

𝙏𝙀𝘼𝘾𝙃𝙀𝙍 𝙭 𝙎𝙏𝙐𝘿𝙀𝙉𝙏 𝙍𝙊𝙈𝘼𝙉𝘾𝙀 I have seen/read many stories where a student is crazy in love with her professor.. but what happens when the case is exactly the opposite. Follow on ig: @the_blue_throat 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 : 𝟑 𝐣𝐚𝐧 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞: 𝐝𝐞𝐜 𝟐𝟎𝟏𝟗 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 : 𝟗 𝐉𝐮𝐥𝐲 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟏 _________________________________ Ana Grace, a 20 year old girl, has entered the academy of Bridgewell. Given up all her trust on people, relations and love; she has matured a little too early for her age. Young, beautiful, and broken that she is... she doesn't pay heed to any attention that she receives from her admirers until A perfect professor shows up. Eric Grey, a 29 year old biology Professor at the academy of Bridgewell, is one of the most perfect professor here. He had many students having a crush on him, but he never thought he'd be head over heels in love with one of them, until he meets Ana. But will this be as easy as Eric thought it'd be. Dealing with someone with a painful past is challenging to both, the person who has suffered and the person who's helping to cope up.. will the *perfect professor* be a *perfect boyfriend*. will Ana give a chance to a relationship after all. welcome to SOLITUDE. ❤ #1 -Solitude #1- highschoollove #1- romanticstory #1- teacherstudentromance #1- adultlove #2- ilovehim #1- collegeromance #1- teenagelovestories #1- maturelove Note: This story belongs to ME and is only posted on Wattpad... If found on any other platform please inform. All copyright © reserved by: 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙗𝙡𝙪𝙚𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙤𝙖𝙩.

'Can i ask you a really personal question princess? It's okay if you don't want to answer it.' Dex asked. 'Sure what's your question? And I'll see what your question is and if i want to answer it okay?' I replied with. 'When was your last orgasm? Or did you never had one?' Dex asked. 'I had one 11 months ago but i didn't do it on purpose and didn't know what to do.' I replied a bit embarrassed. 'Well we can fix that.' Lex said with a smirk on his face. 'Have you ever touch by a men here?' While pointing with his finger to my waistband from my pajama. Dex asked. 'No not at the right way at least since men who raped me and sexually assaulted me without permission . But to be honest but i want to.' I explained. 'Can i say something that might be weird but i really want to say it?' Mateo asked. 'Yeah you can always say everything to me! I trust you guys.' I replied with a smile. 'Well we want you. Said Mateo while the others nodded agreeing. We want to fuck you, see how needy you are, you falling asleep before you can finish, hear you scream our names, see that your legs are shaking, see that you can't handle us anymore.' Dex said. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Layla a beautiful and insecure girl is going to college. While being the forgotten child in her family and being through the foster care system. She has a rough past but gets though all the flashbacks, nightmares and panic attacks with help from her best friend and sister. What is gonna happen when she meets 3 beautiful and gorgeous boys and starts her living with them. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ You will find out when you start reading the book :) Hope that you enjoy the book! Started on this book in September 2023 Currently still writing on this book🫶🏻

"Do I make you nervous, Sweetheart?" He spoke lowly. "Psh, no! I just-" I gasped when his tongue flicked out and touched my neck. My hands flew up to clutch at his shirt, fingers tightening in an attempt to hold myself up. It was as if my knees turned to jelly. "Maybe it's bad. And maybe I shouldn't, but I love that. I love the way you react to my touch. I love the way you pretend you aren't turned on. I love that I make you nervous." Oh my. His husky voice was doing a number on my already frazzled nerves. I was putty in his hands, rendered completely useless without him. "It's okay, Sweetheart. You make me nervous too." ----------------- Viola Evans is just an ordinary 19-year-old girl. She moved away from her hometown in Indiana to attend college in Utah. She refuses to take out student loans so instead, she is overworking herself, barely eating, and living in a crummy apartment just to scrape by since her Mom and Step-Father were unsupportive of her pursuing a career in Special Education. Her school year gets a whole lot more interesting when a handsome stranger suddenly starts appearing everywhere she is, laying claim to her in ways that has her questioning whether he is human or not. Join her in her adventure where she loves fully, grows exponentially, and shares her light with the world. cover by: @honey_sprinkles thank you sooooo much for your wonderful work!

𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄 " I will ask you last time , what you were doing with him " He asked as he got more near. I stayed still on the table of the classroom . " And who do you think you are to ask me anything " I said keeping my eyes on him. " Your Keeper, love " He whisper softly but he was still breathing harshly . " Don't dream high, you are no one . Sir " I said with scarasm. " Yes , I want you to take me inside of you with this. Attitude of yours " He was now more closer. " Then I will break you and your attitude " " Stop saying things, you are not capable of " " You are challenging me? Love " He asked with raised eyebrows. I smirked and run my painted nails on his well fit shirt. " Of course I am " I said looking up with challenge in my eyes. " Then challenge it is love, I am going to be the only one, who will take your Virginity and that too baby , with your parents inside the same house " I gulped and stare the fire in his eyes. I made a mistake. I challenged my own professor who is 6 years older than me to take my Virginity . In my parents house. And I know he will do it. Because apparently I started this game. And now he is controlling everything . I didn't know that Adam Caine is going to be my desire and then the biggest nightmare. *･ﾟﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*ﾟ:*:✼✿　　 Ayzal Malik leaves Pakistan for London to study fashion design. On her first day at the University of London, she accidentally slaps her professor, Adam Caine-the hottest man on campus. Adam never expected to meet someone as wild as Ayzal. She develops a crush on him with some obsession and wonders if he feels the same. and it not then why he is giving her hopes.Is this forbidden relationship worth the risk, and can they avoid the consequences?

In an instant she was slammed onto the locker and he held her shoulders tightly. She whimpered in pain. "Open your eyes" He spoke sternly. She knew to better not deny him so she opened her eyes slowly though even after opening her eyes she was met with darkness. "Please let me go"she begged helplessly He chuckled darkly. And leaned closer to whisper in her ear " You know I love watching you completely helpless like this. Under. My. Mercy" With that said his hand went down and he squeezed her ass making her cry more.she punched his chest but she was nothing compared to his well built energy. "Pl- her words were cut short when he slammed his lips on hers. ************* Full description in the chapter. Do read

ᴀ ᴅᴇꜱɪ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ (BOOK 1 IN THE SERIES, "THE TAINTED LOVE ANTHALOGY) ᴀ ᴅᴇꜱɪ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴄᴇ "Theory or practical?" He asked, his voice low and husky as his eyes roamed around her body. "S-sir?" She shuddered at how close they were standing right now. "I asked you want theory classes or practical?" He asked again whispering near her ear sending shivers down her spine. Before I could speak any further, he pressed his hard bulge against my thighs, making me moan. i knew it wasn't right but fuck it, I wanted him. ________________ Have you ever thought what would happen if your professor in college who is also your private tutor because you're not a very good student, turns out to be something more? Specially when he is atleast 10 years older than you? And maybe your relationship with him turns out to be something not so normal between a student and a teacher. Asking, because I never thought either until I met him. He, who changed the reality of my life. I know it is forbidden, you know it is forbidden, we all know it is forbidden. But, don't we all want to do exactly what is forbidden. We did exactly the same. CHAPTERS WILL BE UPDATED AS PER VOTING TARGET.

"So what's your type?" "What do you mean?" I pause, looking up from my book to meet the eyes of my dear friend. "Type of what?" She shakes her head with a chuckle. Her head then jerks to her boyfriend, busy trying to figure out a solution in his work. "What type of guy do you like?" "I don't really have one." I reply. "Come on, there must be something a guy does that catches your attention." My eyes casually glance around the courtyard, trying to figure out a quick response to her question. But then I hear a voice speak just to the right of us, Professor Abel happily talking to Mr. Levine. "Well?" "Older." I mumble. "Someone older." "Just older?" His deep grey eyes soften slightly in the sunlight. "Someone... colder too." "So you want someone as bad as Professor Abel?" My friend jokes poking my side with her fingers. I snap my head back to her, surprised at her question. To brush off the embarrassment I shrug my shoulders, faking a smile but my heart is pounding furiously. "Haha, very funny." It's as if our conversation has been leaked when my eyes rest back on the tall individual. The grey swirls are staring right back at me, his colleague oblivious of his wandering eyes. His expression is stern but in the light it seems as though his lips are curled up, making my stomach do a flip. "My type." I whisper with a small smile. Completely fictional! 🤗 Please vote~ #3 - high (3/10/2024) #1 - student (7/10/2024) #1 - enemies (1/11/2024) #5 - hate (18/11/2024) #1 - lovers (23/11/2024) #12 - heartache (04/01/2025)

WARNING: CONTAINS MATURED CONTENT!!! IF YOU KNOW YOU CAN'T DEAL WITH THE EXPLICIT AND TRIGGERING SCENES WRITTEN IN THIS BOOK, THEN PLEASE, THIS BOOK IS NOT FOR YOU... DON'T READ IF YOU CAN'T HANDLE IT! YOU'VE BEEN WARNED. "It was a mistake! I apologized already," feeling so terrified as I moved backward. "You should have known me better than this, little sparrow," He chuckled deeply, his gaze fixed on me. "Lucas please!" I cried, now stopped by the wall as my heart beats faintly. "Don't worry it's just a little game, you and I will play, you'll love it, little sparrow," He smirked. I knew this was a trick, Ben lied when he said he wouldn't hurt me and I stupidly fell into the trap. Now, I was alone with him and in his room. I think this is the time for me to announce my funeral... "Strip!" His cold voice snapped me out,as he stared at me with a deadpan expression while I gazed at him in ultra shock. *********************************** Camilla Evans is a gentle nerd in her finals at Watermark Highschool. As a nerd, the stereotypical notion of her wearing thick rimmed glasses, out-of-vogue clothes and shoes which were eighty percent of the time, twice her size still stands. Having been at the bottom of the food chain in Watermark Highschool, Camilla was liable to predators and the most annoying one of them all went by the name, Lucas Liam. Camilla had no idea why the hottest guy in school would even spare her a glance not to mention actually spending the whole day bullying and teasing her to no end. Could there be something else to these false acts of bully and teases from Lucas? Find out what happens when the Cheerleader, Jenny Layton put Camilla's life at stake? Will she be able to handle all the torments she's passing through especially when her mum died and her sister left her behind? Word count: 150,000-200,000 Released: 04/12/2021. WARNING: Don't steal or plagiarize my book Previously Titled: Secret Obsession.

[COMPLETED] ೋღ🌹ღೋ He stands roughly a few feet away from me, his body towering over my crouched one. I bring my legs up to my chest, pushing myself further into the wall as he kneels down towards me. He brings his nose to the crook of my neck, my face grimacing as I await for the pain. He breathes in, "hmmm, you smell so delicious." He coos, his breath fanning my neck, causing me to shiver In disgust. If only my brothers were here... "Wheres a delicacy like you been hiding this whole time?" His use of words has me on edge. His implementations imply that he's some sort of cannibal and judging from what he did to that other man I fear I may be right. I refuse to answer him, spitting in his face. My face bounces of the wall, the sting of his slap left behind on my cheek. I shake the pain away, placing a facade up to hide the fear within. You fucking bastard! I narrow my eyes at him, taking note of his features in case I miraculously survive this encounter. His hair is a dark auburn and his eyes that watch me with amusement are a dark blue. His attire was a black suit which seemed out of place considering he was standing in an alleyway. If I manage to escape I want to be confident that'd I'd be able to have this bastard put behind bars. Again if... His eyes shift, my eyes widening as his eyes turn from a dark blue to a pool of black, red veins trailing along from his pupil to the edge of his eyes. His voice is dark as he commands, "Show me that pretty little neck of yours." ೋღ🌹ღೋ ⚠️ Warning!!! This book is extremely dark and has depictions of Mature language, violence, sexual activity, sexual and physical abuse, including rape. Rape is a serious crime often overlooked where the victim is made to believe it is their fault. I do not condone rape however, it's a reality. Please only read if your 18+ and with caution. This book will be updated weekly. Possibly sometime more or less depending on how busy I am.

"The fuck you are leaving me." He snapped and growled at his mate. She was calm as she was ever be regardless of his snapping. She sighed and turned around to leave without saying something to him because it was worthless. There was no point in talking and especially to him. He grabbed her arm before she put one step. "Where do you think you are going Ara?" He growled so loudly as everyone shuddered watching their interaction. She quickly remove his hand as anger rolling off of her in waves. "Don't. Touch. Me. So you think I will live here and watch you mate and breed that female." She snapped at him. "She meant nothing Ara." He said after a minute. She laughed, literally laughed but without any humor. "That's why you were fucking her in your office just a minutes before, don't you?" "It was a mistake." He tried to reason with her. "But in your case mistakes happened in more than one time. And they said mistakes happened only one time." She said sarcastically. "I don't need her. I need you." He said again desperately. "Lies. All lies coming from your mouth. I feel disgusted just by looking at you, let alone talking to you. And you said you need me? Ha. Very funny. You don't need me and I sure as hell don't need you. This female behind your back is more enough than me. Breed her, mark her or fuck her. I DON'T FUCKING CARE." "I am sorry. I am really fucking sorry." He said brokenly as kneeling on the ground. A small laugh escaped from her lips. "Isn't it too late for that mate?" And she left just like that while single tear rolled down her cheeks. He had made mistakes. Mistakes that will cost him everything. He knew he had lost her and this time completely. She was broken. Again. He did break her, repair her just to break her again leaving a broken shattered woman but strong willed. ---------------------------------------------------- The cruel, sadistic Rogue Alpha and his caring, lovable Witch mate. Will it be too late for him to say sorry?

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈'𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐝? 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡? 𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐰𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐥" • A student on scholarship and a shy university professor. An almost very unlikely pair. • "You don't understand how important she is to me" I clenched my jaw, feeling the urge to throw something. "She's everything to me and I just...I just ruined it!" My voice ripped through my throat as I flung the glass of whiskey at the wall and I watched it shatter while the golden liquid stained the neat white walls. "She's gonna be fine, Theodore" Asher said with a somber and empathetic expression on his face and I scoffed. "Fuck yes, she's gonna be fine! But what about me?" I tilted my head at him and he inhaled. "You'll be fine, Theo." he spoke so softly I wished I was that calm. I wished I could be. "Not without her I'm not" I dropped back in my chair, my hands shaking violently and she wasn't around to help me get through it. PS: Lyrics of a song by Nasty C- Flaws and All. 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝 - 22𝐫𝐝 𝐃𝐞𝐜, 2020 Completed - 17th Oct, 2021