Eva Talesmith

Freya Maiden always believed she was unlucky. Her mother passed away from cancer, leaving her completely alone. She couldn’t afford tuition or living expenses, so she had to take on part-time jobs. To make things worse, after entering university, she encountered a notoriously strict professor—Clarence Finerman. He monitored her every move, harshly scolding her for the smallest mistakes. Even when she was bullied by her classmate, Stella, Clarence insisted it was Freya’s fault.
Until one day, Freya discovered Clarence’s attention had a purpose. He was the legal advisor to billionaire Jack Ramaswamy, who had died months earlier, leaving behind a will that entrusted his trillion-dollar fortune to an illegitimate daughter.
The heiress’s name?
Freya Maiden.

Heiress and Her Dangerous Professor

Freya was no docile thing, but this… this I never saw coming.


She’d actually come to Stripped Silk. She’d actually worked here. As a stripper. Wearing—


I swallowed my anger, eyes dragging down once. A bra, black and plain, the straps thin and strained against her shoulders. Her back was bare, slick with sweat, the curves of her ribs rising and falling with each shallow breath. 


Below that, a pair of low-waisted jeans clung to her hips, riding lower than they should have, leaving too much skin exposed. 


Where was the top? Did she come here dressed like this or—


I didn't even dare think of what could have happened for her to loose her top.


My temples throbbed. Heat climbed up the back of my neck and settled behind my eyes like pressure begging for release.


She was unconscious now, her body limp in my arms. Her breath shallow. Her skin hot. Whatever had been in that drink was already doing damage.


Chapter 14: Mine