LOGINJiyya looked up, offering Silvana a smile that held more sadness than relief. Before her gaze drifted back to the floor, she pulled her knees up so she could rest her head against them. "You know what I mean. Am I actually in love with Sir Joan? I've been thinking about what Dean said to me back then, words I still can't give a definite answer to even now. He told me I was just... lonely and looking for an escape. I never thought of it that way, which is why I decided to be with Joan, but after meeting his mother I... why does this story feel like it's repeating itself? Is it a mistake for me to fall for a man?""Well, if you were just friends, it wouldn't have gotten complicated. Do you ever think about Dean the way you think about Sir Joan? If not, isn't the difference obvious? Why overthink it? And as for your last point, to me, falling in love isn't a mistake. There's nothing wrong with that." Silvana's tone sounded casual, almost like she was joking, but the way she offered her o
"Are you seriously trying to read all these academic journals on your own while getting wasted?" Silvana remarked the moment she found her best friend hadn't left the house in days, even skipping class. This was Jiyya, a girl who prioritized her education above everything else—a girl who’d practically need to be on her deathbed before she’d ever dream of skipping a lecture.That was exactly why, as soon as her classes ended, Silvana headed straight for Jiyya's place and found her in a completely hopeless state."Yeah, I'm just—hey!" Jiyya yelped as Silvana snatched the book away, since Jiyya hadn't even looked up when she’d asked her question. Silvana had her own firm beliefs about eye contact during conversation, and this was exactly what happened whenever Jiyya broke one of those unspoken rules.The obvious reason for Silvana’s visit was that, as Jiyya’s closest friend besides Dean, she was worried that Jiyya hadn't stepped outside since the exams wrapped up. As far as she knew, the
Joan pulled his fingers out and wrapped his arms around Jiyya’s waist, his mouth leaving a trail of damp, lingering kisses from her neck up to her ear. “You look so sexy when you’re begging for it, my dear Jiyya,” he whispered, his voice thick with heat as he thrust his hips forward. From where I was, I could hear him tearing open a package with his teeth, it looked like he was putting on a condom. Jiyya had brought up birth control earlier, but that didn't matter anymore; the space between them vanished in an instant. Within seconds, he entered her, his movements far swifter than usual since she was already perfectly lubricated. Even though they’d done this before, she still found it hard to adjust to the full breadth of him filling her. She gripped the bedsheets until her knuckles turned white, trying to ground herself against the initial ache.It seemed Jiyya still needed a moment to get used to the feeling of him being inside her. The connection was incredible, but that lingering
“Enough, I don't want to hear another word! Get out of my house!” That was Jiyya's first reaction when Joan explained everything, including his relationship with his mother and the reasons behind his departure overseas.Jiyya knew she shouldn't have reacted that way, especially since they had been fine just a little while ago and had only just gone on a date. But the girl couldn't help herself, particularly when she found out that Joan was actually involved with a woman named Maria. Even though Joan said he preferred Jiyya, she knew perfectly well that if he chose her, his mother would certainly hate it. Moreover, in this situation, Jiyya would be cast as a home-wrecker stealing someone else's fiancé. She refused to become the third party in someone else's relationship. For some reason, she was being so foolish. It used to be right when she kept her distance from Joan and pretended they had nothing to do with each other. But now, what could Jiyya possibly do? It was already too late.
“I'm in a relationship with Silvana.”“Who are you in a relationship with?”After seeing Ms. Donna's facial expression, Leon immediately regretted asking the woman who might one day become his superior for a moment to talk. He had only thought that he would prefer her to hear it from him rather than from someone else, let alone from cheap rumors that would spread sooner or later. Now, however, he was also curious whether the rumors about him dating Silvana had already spread or not. But at least with this confession, he could vent all his frustration to the right person.Although Silvana sometimes had a big mouth about everything, the girl didn't seem too reckless when it came to this matter, and she was wise enough not to get involved in it. So far, Leon himself felt that he was the only one responsible for telling everyone about their relationship.“Uh...” Leon began to feel a little nervous. This was one of the reasons why Ms. Donna had greater potential to become a leader than Sir
Joan didn't know what to say. It was true that, a few years ago, he had asked his mother to let him enjoy his youth by making his own choices. Joan had casually expressed an interest in teaching at a university, and his mother had granted his request. However, behind her approval, his mother had set one condition. When she asked him to stop and return, Joan would have to obey.Seeing that Joan wasn't reacting, the woman simply smiled before walking toward her desk. She opened a drawer and took out several sheets of paper. She handed the documents to her son. Joan took them and quickly skimmed through their contents. They were confidential documents that, for some reason, had ended up in his mother's hands.“I've already gone this far. All that's left is for you to carry out the rest,” his mother said as Joan scanned the papers. “Be prepared. This task is quite difficult, and it will cause us trouble if anything goes wrong.”Joan simply nodded. “I'll try to be careful while carrying it
Seeing her handsome lecturer so bewildered stirred something deep within Silvana. She could not stop herself from being captivated by what she was witnessing before her eyes. Sir Leon seemed a thousand times more handsome in a situation like this. His disheveled hair and damp lips only added to his
After a long pause spent admiring the handsome face of her favorite lecturer, Silvana finally decided to speak.Leon merely smirked at the confession from the beautiful student standing before him. He already knew, of course. “To be honest, I did know. I was only trying to improve your image, Silva
One of the boys yelped, outrage bubbling up as if he had been wronged. Leon felt not a shred of remorse. If anything, the flash of fear in their eyes fed something dark and deliberate inside him."You should really watch your mouths. The filth you think and spit out in public makes me sick. Got it?
The young man practically jolted at how brazenly Silvana treated him. He had heard whispers before, tales of how wild she could become once the sheets were involved, and those rumors had lingered in the back of his mind with a mix of intrigue and caution. Yet facing the reality of it now, he found







