Novels by Babyesther

CARTER“Anyone else?” I folded my arms and sat on the edge of my desk.I decided to keep today's class short and interesting. Engaging the students has always been a top priority. I also wanted a chance to torment Eli. It was amusing. The way his head was always bent low throughout lectures and how he fidgets with his pen, hoping I wouldn't call him whenever a question was asked. “Rivera” I called “you wanna try?”He looked around to be sure it was him. “Yes, you” silly boy. Most students buckled under pressure but Eli didn’t. He stumbled, yes, but then he pushed through, in a way I hadn’t expected. I knew he was a smart kid. He used to date Liam so I was very well aware. I wasn't just aware of his level of intelligence. Fuck why did I care?When Eli finished, I remained silent. I wanted to see if he was confident or if he would shrink back into himself. “Not bad. Better than I expected” I said at last. I would not be the professor to fill my students' heads. He was great, but I w

ELIWhen I got home, I was beyond exhausted. I missed the bus and had to walk all the way home. Carter had to give me freaking essay papers to grade.I was sulking but I remembered that I put myself in this situation and I owed Carter my obedience.I quickly made myself some food and got to work.I had graded almost half of the papers when I checked the time, it was past midnight. I needed some sleep. I figured I would get some rest and wake up early in the morning and finish up.My alarm rang loudly in my ears. I twisted and turned on my bed and my head ached like I hadn't slept for long. I turned and a ruffle of papers jolted me up. They were the papers I hadn't finished grading. I quickly finished them up and headed straight to campus. I hoped I wasn't too late, it was already a few minutes past ten when I got to school.I headed over to where Carter’s office was and knocked lightly.“Come in” his voice was loud and clear.I walked into his office and slowly and shut the door behin

CARTER.I didn't know it was definitely hard for young boys to stay put these days. I gave the kid just one instruction. To stay in the fucking car.The look on his face at the firm told me he had seen everything.The entire ride was silent except for the mutter of apology he uttered.I felt strange after that. I didn't feel as angry as I was supposed to. One apology. That was what it took me to soften up.No it can't be.What the fuck was this boy doing to me? I dropped him off at his apartment but I still had to maintain my cool so I slowly told him to get out.He seemed hurt and I could genuinely tell he was sorry. It took every will in me not to call him back and ask why he didn't just listen.I wasn't sure I wanted to expose Eli to such. I wasn't proud of many things and I don’t think he would be either.I got home and picked up a bottle of scotch. I needed that after the whole day.Brandon was always pushing my buttons and today I could say he got what he deserved.Good thing Da

ELIBrandon Pierce.My jaw nearly hit the floor as Dante dragged him past me.The Brandon Pierce. The guy plastered all over the news every other week for something—DUIs, fights, the rumors about girls he hurt, and his father swooping in to cover it up every damn time.And here he was. Limp. Bloody. Whimpering like a kicked dog.I hated myself for it, but a small, dark part of me felt… satisfied.Still, my stomach twisted.Because it wasn’t Dante who made me uneasy.It was Carter.I had followed him upstairs the second he stepped out of the car. The employees didn’t even stop me. They saw me with him, and they just let me through.I thought I’d catch him in a meeting. Maybe signing papers.I did not expect to walk in on him slapping Brandon Pierce like he was nothing. Twice. Hard.I did not expect to see Carter’s hand around the guy’s throat, face unreadable while Pierce turned purple.This wasn’t the cold professor who ignored my questions in class. This was something else. Something

ELII tried. God knows I tried to focus.But my brain wasn’t working. Words swam on the page, legal citations blurred together, and all I could think about was how his tattoos looked in the light.I shook my head, scribbling something down. Focus, Eli. Focus.Then I hit a case I couldn’t make sense of. The paragraph tangled around itself, and my notes were just question marks.I groaned softly and pushed back my chair. “Um… Professor?”He didn’t look up. “What.”“I don’t get this part.” I walked over, sliding the file toward him. “See? The way they worded it doesn’t make sense to me.”He took the paper, scanning fast. “You missed the exception clause. Look here.” He tapped the margin.I leaned closer. His cologne was sharp, clean, and expensive. My pulse spiked.“Ohhh.” I nodded. “That makes more sense.”I turned to go back to my seat—And my foot caught on the chair leg.I stumbled forward.Strong fingers caught my wrist, pulling me back before I face-planted.Straight into his lap.A

ELIMaya and I barely made it out of Carter’s office before she started.“So.”I side-eyed her. “So, what?”Her grin was wicked. “You. Him. Alone. Office. Dark suit. That jawline.”I groaned. “Maya—”“Don’t ‘Maya’ me. I saw your face when you walked out. You looked like you just got caught watching p**n at the library.”I covered my face with my hand. “Why are you like this?”“Because you make it too easy, sunshine.” She linked her arm through mine, leaning in close. “Come on, spill. Did he say something dirty?”I nearly choked. “What? No!”“Uh-huh. That’s a yes face if I ever saw one.”I scowled. “There is no ‘yes face.’”“There’s definitely a yes face. Yours is red.”“I’m not red.”“You’re tomato soup, babe.”I tugged my arm free. “It wasn’t anything. He told me to organize papers.”“Oh wow,” she gasped dramatically. “So sexy. Papers. God, I’m wet already.”“Maya.”“What? You don’t think office sex is hot?”My brain short-circuited. “We are not talking about office sex—”“—with Profe