Balqees

He was her professor and she was his student. 
He shouldn’t have told her to stay behind for her ‘punishment’ and he most definitely shouldn’t have told her to spread her legs on his desk when he had a class in the next five minutes.

Kayla Hastings is a wild party girl, who is carefree loves to have fun, and has a bubbly personality but she is feisty and squeamish, completely different from Oliver Wilde who is uptight, cold, and hates lateness to his bone. Both of them have secrets and a past they desperately want to forget but what happens when the opposite attracts and they get tossed into a world of betrayal, pain, secrets, and life-and-death actions?

Note: This is a stand-alone book but it is based on two characters introduced in a previous book written by me called: Twists and Turns on GoodNovel. For more context and character information, you can read that first but it's not necessary.

My Professor and I.

"Good afternoon to you too, Hastings." That arrogant and amused voice made her lose her mind.

"Professor!" She gasped, chest heaving.

Oliver didn't mind her shocked appearance and walked past her into the house.

"So this is what it looks like." he clicked his tongue and Kay snapped out of her daze, trailing after him.

"I didn't say you should come in!"

"When have I ever needed your permission?" He raised a brow.

"What…. What…. What are you doing here!? In my house!?" She asked exasperated. She wanted to die at this point. She looked awful.

"My slave didn't show up for work so I decided to find out why." He said as if that was a good enough explanation but knowing Oliver that was what all she would get.

She crossed her arms against her chest covering her breasts.

"My friend, Louisa has been sick since last night so I couldn't come."

"I see. Have you eaten, showered, slept?"

Chapter Twenty.