His Student Mistress
Zoey Prince was a good girl. A girl with impressive goals.
Goal Number One: Finish her bachelor's before age 21 - Tick
Goal Number Two: Begin her Master’s by age 22 - Tick
Goal Number Three: Get married to the love of her life by 25 - Not Quite
On the day her Master’s program began, she discovered that the man she’d spent the past four years loving was cheating on her with her best friend, his excuse being that she was boring and by the books, and he needed someone fun. Zoey was shattered.
Throwing caution to the wind, Zoe decided to prove to herself that she was not a boring person. She went on an escapade and this led her into the arms of the one man that promised to make her life a living hell. Professor Simon Beaumont.
Simon Beaumont was a menace. At thirty-three, he’d achieved a feat his peers hadn’t achieved half of.
Feat: Become a professor by twenty-eight - Tick
Feat: Become a billionaire before thirty-five - Tick
Feat: Get over his divorce from his ex-wife - Not Quite
When his student, Zoey Prince got on his nerves, he was determined to make her life a living hell. When life threw her into his arms, he pushed, but soon he came to realize something: They both needed each other.
Zoey would help him get over his messy divorce, and he would teach things about her body.
…
“Zoey, a man as impure as me shouldn’t be with someone as chaste as you. I’m a sinner before man, and before God.” Simon muttered as Zoey dry-humped him, placing her hands on his neck, her fingernails digging into the flesh of his nape.
“I don’t care, professor. Just claim me as yours.” She whimpered
into his ear.
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Chapter: Ninety-Five ZOEY For three days, he didn't visit. It was as though he knew his weakness. He knew she would push until he gave her sex. He wasn't ready for that yet, but she was ready. She didn't know how to prove it. One too many times, she wanted to pick up her phone to text him to come to her, but she didn't. As much as she wanted to be the one to initiate it, she wanted to know that he wanted her as well. The next morning, Zoey woke up with a bright smile on her face. She took a shower and rummaged through some of the clothes that Rachel bought for her. The bag of clothes had been lying idly on the dresser, but today, she was done moping around and hoping he would come to her. There was a whole bunch of clothes in there, but the one that caught her eye the most was the Dolce and Gabbana logo-tagged fringed swimsuit that was in no way modest. She'd never been the type to go the beach or go out because of the family she came from. Hell, she could not even wear a bikini outside.
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Chapter: Ninety-Four ZOEY “I swear on my life, I’m not leaving you.” He told her, his breath fanning against her lips. He pressed his forehead against a bruised spot on hers, causing her to whimper loudly. “Fuck, I’m so sorry.” He moved his head back, holding her hand and staring into his eyes. “Doctor, you can proceed with whatever it is you want to do.” He gave them the go-ahead. Zoey thought that along the line, she would feel insecure and ask that he left, but she felt even more comfortable that he was here. Two nurses helped her take her top off. While they poked, prodded and examined her body for further bruises and injuries, Professor Beaumont remained there. When it was time for them to take her jeans off, she still didn’t feel weird about it. When it got really uncomfortable and he could see it in her eyes, he held her hands, reassuring her that everything was going to be fine and that he wasn’t leaving. She didn’t even realize it when tears started to fall down from her eyes
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Chapter: Ninety-Three ZOEY Celeste has still not been released from police custody. It seemed as though, he’d been locked up. Which was good because it gave Zoey more than enough time to move all of her stuff out of there without running into him. On her way back to his apartment, she branched the Apple Store and with some of the money Professor Beaumont dumped on the table at the restaurant today, she got herself the latest iPhone, got new AirPods, and because she was feeling funky, she decided to gift herself an iWatch. Oh, how it felt to spend her Professor’s money. She loved the game so much! Miraculously, the screen of her old iPhone came on, and she was able to do the quick data transfer before inserting her SIM card. Staring at the new iPhone for a long time, she decided to put Professor Beaumont out of his damn misery and finally unblock him. She wouldn’t entertain chats and calls immediately, but she was feeling a bit generous because of how beautiful the phone looked. It was up
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Chapter: Ninety-Two ZOEY She went back the next morning. Listen, she was stranded with no food, water or cash. Also, there was not a single soul that she could call for help. How could she even make call? When she had smashed her phone against the wall just so that Celeste wouldn’t have access to it. Good thing that he wasn’t there. From what Zoey could deduce, he was still in the custody of the police. Being very stealthy with her movements, in the blink of an eye, she had grabbed enough cash to last her some time. She took a quick shower and dressed up, packing some clothes in her bag before she headed to school. Zoey padded through the hallways, humming when she crashed into something and almost lost her balance. Not something. Someone… “Zoey, I….” Her gaze shot up to his face, all the moisture in her mouth drying all of a sudden. They stood in that position for a few seconds until she saw him squint before his gaze left her face to her neck. His gaze remained there for a few secon
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Chapter: Ninety-One ZOEY Was this the eternity they were thought about in church? Every pain is supposed to end here on earth. Why did her head hurt like crazy when she passed through the gates of paradise? Paradise? Damnation, better yet because in her last days, she had committed the atrocious sin of fornication with her professor. The creator would not welcome her with open arms. Her eyes blinked open, and she looked around. Was hell a place on earth? Because why did hell look so familiar with the place she was coming from. Zoey sat up straight, her head five seconds from splitting open because of the pounding headache she was feeling. She could not even hold the head up properly, she had to use her right hand for support. Looking around, it dawned on her that she was in fact not dead. Rather, this was a continuation from where it all stopped yesterday. And then the memories began to play in her head. From when Celeste was pissed about her ordering from Angelos, to when he slapped her and
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Chapter: Ninety ZOEY She went home feeling victorious. On top of the world. It was nice seeing his reaction to getting a taste of his own medicine. The tables had turned fully in her favour, and she was loving every bit of this. On the train back home, she was conflicted, going to her blocked contacts, her thumb hovering over the unblock button for so long. She was actually thinking about it. Yes, he’d sent her ten thousand pounds, and that was a lot of money. Still, it literally wouldn’t cut it. He insulted her cognitive abilities just because she was begging him to fuck her. Deciding that what he did was too much, she shook her head ‘no’, and decided that today was not the day to unblock him. Would the day ever come? She wasn’t sure. She got off the train, and branched at the regular restaurant she ordered that takeout she had come to love, trying to arrange the order of things she would do as soon as she got back to the apartment. Once back, she took a shower, headed to the kitchen and
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