"Miss Davis, stay here. I want to discuss your grades," he said, looking into my glaring eyes.
"Sorry, my friend James is waiting for me. I need to go," I said, looking straight into his eyes with a sweet smile on my face, stressing more on the word "friend," and I saw how his jaw clenched. She wanted to spend time with him, and it increased my jealousy.I walked out of his office in fast steps as I felt his heated gaze on me. I started running, with tears threatening to fall. Before I could reach the exit, my hand was grabbed and I was pushed against the wall.
"Let me go; someone will see us," I said as he pressed his hard body against mine. I tried to push him with my hands, but he pinned them on either side of my head.
"I don't care," he said, pressing his body closer to mine, making my protesting movement. He buried his face in my neck possessively.
"Leave me and go spend your time with Miss. Hans," I said in anger and pure jealousy while looking into his amber eyes as he moved his face to look at me. He smirked knows I'm burning from the inside.
"You will go nowhere with that James," he said, burning in anger, ignoring my words, making me look at him with a scowl.
"Professor, leave me. It's inappropriate of you to ask me not to see my friend. You have no right on me," I said in the same mocking voice, and his jaw clenched even more.
"The professor doesn't, but I have every fucking right to you as your husband, my little bride," he said with a smirk on his face.
Yes, you heard it right. I'm married to my maths professor.

"Miss Davis, stay here. I want to discuss your grades," he said, looking into my glaring eyes.
"Sorry, my friend James is waiting for me. I need to go," I said, looking straight into his eyes with a sweet smile on my face, stressing more on the word "friend," and I saw how his jaw clenched. She wanted to spend time with him, and it increased my jealousy.I walked out of his office in fast steps as I felt his heated gaze on me. I started running, with tears threatening to fall. Before I could reach the exit, my hand was grabbed and I was pushed against the wall.
"Let me go; someone will see us," I said as he pressed his hard body against mine. I tried to push him with my hands, but he pinned them on either side of my head.
"I don't care," he said, pressing his body closer to mine, making my protesting movement. He buried his face in my neck possessively.
"Leave me and go spend your time with Miss. Hans," I said in anger and pure jealousy while looking into his amber eyes as he moved his face to look at me. He smirked knows I'm burning from the inside.
"You will go nowhere with that James," he said, burning in anger, ignoring my words, making me look at him with a scowl.
"Professor, leave me. It's inappropriate of you to ask me not to see my friend. You have no right on me," I said in the same mocking voice, and his jaw clenched even more.
"The professor doesn't, but I have every fucking right to you as your husband, my little bride," he said with a smirk on his face.
Yes, you heard it right. I'm married to my maths professor.

"I guess I miss you so much now that I am seeing you even in my dreams,” she muttered as she smiled at him.
"I am here, I came back,” he said as he wiped away the tears that were running down her cheeks.
"Are you for real?” she asked this time gaining her awareness.
"Let me prove it to you,” he leaned in closer to her and let his lips grazes her in a slow kiss. He watched as she closed her eyes upon contact. They were soft to the point that they drove him crazy. He wanted her so bad and he was going to take her.
"I want to sleep with you,” he told her and she opened her eyes. He could see the shyness in the depth of her eyes, "if you are not ready then you can tell me.”
He didn’t want to force her too; it was her first time for everything and scaring her was something he wouldn’t be proud of.
"I want to do that,” she whispered and he took his hand and kissed her fingertips.
"Are you sure?” he asked her wanting to confirm again that it was what she wanted.
"I just hope I will not disappoint you. I have never done this,” she answered worry in her voice.
"Leave that to me,” he said as he looked at her.
All it took was a promise, a promise to help him and do everything in her power to assist him when he needed it.
A poor soul with not a single asset to her name; for the man she unconditionally fell in love with at first sight, she made a promise, a promise that landed her in a pit.
A pit that he painstakingly dug for her and a pit into which she willingly fell.

All it took was a promise, a promise to help him and do everything in her power to assist him when he needed it.
A poor soul with not a single asset to her name; for the man she unconditionally fell in love with at first sight, she made a promise, a promise that landed her in a pit.
A pit that he painstakingly dug for her and a pit into which she willingly fell.