He is my tormentor; he is my protector.
He is my suffering; he is my solace.
He is my abductor; he is my lover.
He is my end; he is my beginning.

A Sunflower to the Sun.
A Moth to a flame.
An addict to a drug.
I was his nothing but he is my everything.

Touching the Heart of Ace

“So, we have finished the last semester’s question paper. Many of these are frequently asked; please note down question numbers 6, 19 and 23. Though the values given are different, the questions were repeated for three consecutive exams.” 


I went through the marked questions and explained the same, over and over again with half of the students bored out of their minds, but I was sure some idiot in the bunch was going to skip the important questions on the exam day. 


A chorus of tired ‘no’ reached my ears. 


I smirked when the majority the students rushed out of the door, thanking Jesus. I wondered if my Big Baby was throwing a tantrum; most likely. 


“Aww, is that a healthy glow I see, Mr. Scott?” 


I snorted. “I feel powerful.” I answered truthfully to Julian and he laughed. 


CHAPTER 30