Mag-log in~ Nicholas's POV ~ I chuckled for the fifth time, the sound low and amused as Sylara's frightened face inside the stall replayed vividly in my mind. God… the way her eyes had widened. It was ridiculously funny to see her so terrified over nothing. I didn't even lift a finger to help her. I simply stood there, watching, because she looked unbelievably cute when she was panicking. Her lips pressed nervously against each other, trembling slightly, while her wide doe eyes kept darting around like a trapped animal searching for escape. Every second that passed made her look even more helpless… and strangely adorable. Sylara has always been cute. But she was even cuter when she was scared. I wasn't scared about a random student finding out that I was inside a stall with a student. If things had gone wrong, I could have easily silenced that student in my own way. But Sylara handled it. In the most ridiculous… godly way possible. A laugh escaped my throat again as I remembered her p
~ Sylara's POV ~ I shoved Nicholas off my body the moment I heard the voice outside. He stumbled backward and nearly hit his head against the wall, while my own heart slammed violently against my chest like it was trying to escape. What was I thinking? Making out with Nicholas in the girls' restroom on campus. Nicholas would be the end of me one day. I just knew it. It was always so hard for me to resist him. He was like a forbidden sweetness I kept tasting even though I knew it would ruin me. A dangerous temptation. "I really want to use the stall. Is anyone in there?" the girl knocked. My heart started racing even faster. If she sees me with Nicholas, what will the students think of me? They'd find it romantic if I was making out with a fellow student, but with a professor? The whole student body will definitely gossip about it. And Nicholas? He might lose his job as a professor. It's highly prohibited for a professor to be entangled with his student. "What are we goin
~ Sylara's POV ~ I still wasn't able to shake off the fearful stares of Professor Kim. Why did he look at me like that? The thought lingered in my mind such that I found it hard to concentrate in class. I was sad that Nicholas left without having breakfast with me and worried about Professor Kim's fearful stares. Then someone tapped me from behind. When I turned, it was a boy. He whispered into my ear that the lecturer's shoe had a hole in it. I couldn't stop myself from smiling until I heard Nicholas's voice echoing in the whole classroom, shouting stopped as he entered the class. I stared at him with a shocking expression because I didn't expect him to show up here after he ditched me for whatever he went to do. He didn't have classes with us today, so why was he here, and why in God's name did he shout as if a murder was going on? "Professor Nicholas... what brings you to my class?" the lecturer asked, clearly confused. He had every right to ask. It was completely i
~ Nicholas's POV ~My eyes lingered on the cellphone display cabinet, thinking of the best phone to get for Sylara. I had left earlier just so I could get her a brand-new phone. After all, it was all my fault she misplaced her phone.But the problem was I didn't know what kind of phone she'd like. I could swear with my life that I hadn't gotten a present for any woman before.But Sylara… she was different.For her, I could pretend to be a man I wasn’t.For her, I could try.I wanted the best. Not just expensive... perfect. Something that would make her eyes light up. Something that would make those soft, heart-shaped smiles of hers stretch across her face. I could already picture it: her lips curving, her eyes sparkling, her fingers tracing the edges of the box.God.I wanted to be the reason she smiled like that."Sir," a female voice broke through my thoughts.I turned slowly. She was smiling at me as if I had requested it."You've been lingering on the phones for some minutes. Do y
~ Sylara's POV ~I didn't go to school right away because I wanted to put my parents at ease. I knew they'd be worried about me with no means of reaching me.Jude had offered to take me home, but I had declined, saying I could go home myself. I took a cab home, ignoring the sharp pain between my thighs.In fact, my whole body still aches. And yet, after everything, he had treated me like I was… nothing. Like I barely mattered.When I entered the house, I was expecting my parents to rush over to me to ask where I had spent the night, but to my surprise, they didn't look bothered at all.They were seated calmly at the dining table, eating cornflakes like it was just another morning."Mom… Dad," I whispered their names.Their eyes shifted to me."I see you're back," my mom said flatly, not even bothering to look up.My fingers tightened around the strap of my bag as I nodded slowly, confusion swirling in my chest. Why were they so calm? Why didn’t they care that I hadn’t come home last n
~ Sylara's POVI could barely stand when I woke up. My whole body throbbed with a maddening ache, the soreness between my thighs sharper than I expected.I wasn't even a virgin, yet it felt like I was.Last night… last night was beyond anything I had ever imagined.I had always thought the night in Cabo was the pinnacle of pleasure, the most unforgettable night of my life, but Nicholas… he had shattered that illusion.The memory of him, of the way his thick, veiny dick had driven into me relentlessly, sent shivers of both ache and longing through me. Any girl would have fantasized about it."Ouch," I whispered softly, wincing as I swung my legs off the bed. My pussy burned, a reminder of every fevered thrust, every bite of pleasure mixed with pain.He didn't go easy on me... not even for a second.I should've said something. Told him to go slowly, but I didn't say a word because I was totally enjoying how his dick was roughly thrusting into me.And the truth? I wouldn’t mind if he did
~ Sylara's POV ~Fuck! I exhaled, the silent curse ripping through me as I stared at him. I had told myself today would be another day to erase him. Another day to completely forget that night, but how could I achieve that when he strode into our lecture hall looking like a walking sexual fantasy?
~ Sylara's POV ~"God, I fucking love the sound of your moans, Little Flower," he growled, his voice rough with lust as his middle finger rammed deeper into my slick pussy. I immediately hitched my hips and spread my legs even wide open for him.He was the only one capable of making my body hum lik





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