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.

That was the only thing she could think of. It hurt. It hurt like her body was being peeled off her skin as she and Loui walked to their classes.

Her heartbeat had slowed down and it was a wonder she hadn't collapsed to the floor. She needed her medication but she had no money to spare to buy them.

"Are you sure you don't want to go?" Louisa asked, fixing the ribbon that tied her hair.

"Yes." Kayla cleared her throat, and let out an incoherent noise as she tried to hold back her cough. She tasted the metallic substance in her mouth but swallowed it like she had learned to do.

"Kay, have you been listening to anything I said?" Louisa held her arm forcing her to stop.

"You said did I want to go somewhere." Louisa frowned. "I said that like five minutes ago. Is everything alright? You look pale." Louisa touched her forehead but she didn't have a fever.

Chapter Twenty-Seven.