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.

She didn't need to be told twice as she leaped off the bed and ran to the door.

Kayla pounded on the door, her fists aching with each strike. "Help! Someone, please help me!" Her voice broke, the desperation clear in every word.

"Louisa! Rory! Blair! Martin! Someone help!"

She turned, searching the room for another way out, but it was useless. The walls felt like they were closing in on her, the air thick and suffocating. It was as if the entire world had collapsed around her, leaving her trapped with no escape.

The room mirrored her life. It seemed there was an escape but she was trapped from the outside from her mistakes. Her own hands caused all of this.

Behind her, Oliver got up from the couch and stood, leaning casually against the wall, his eyes following her every frantic movement. He didn't say anything, didn't try to calm her down—he just watched. It was as though he was waiting for something. Waiting for her to finally snap.

Chapter Twenty-Four.