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.

”Do it, professor. Burn me.”

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 are tossed into a world where they have to confront their pasts, betrayal, love, pain, and war against their hearts and future?

My Professor and I.

[Trigger Warning: Choking, breath play, mild blood play, violent sex, mild exhibitionism. Your mental health is important.]

Kayla trembled when his eyes locked into hers with such intensity that her heart almost gave out. Fuck.

"What the fuck did you just say?" His voice was lower, more dangerous as the next words tumbled out, "Everyone, get out!"

She didn't need to be told twice as she rose to her feet, about to escape, clutching her laptop to her chest. The rest of the employees looked around, trying to understand what was going on but they couldn't make sense of it.

"Did I fucking stutter? Get out!" This time, they all scrambled to the door but as Kayla was about to leave, she heard his growl, "Stay."

Chapter Seventy-Five.