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Chapter 158: Hospital
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2026-11-04 00:36:19
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My professor, my stalker Chapter 164: Class
I twirl the ring around my finger beneath the table, the familiar motion almost soothing now. I have to keep it hidden while I’m inside the university, terrified that someone will notice the unmistakable band on my finger and start asking questions I’m not ready to answer. Somehow, though, I’ve developed the habit of touching it whenever I’m nervous—or simply whenever I need to remind myself that this is real.I’m engaged.It’s the last day of the semester. Three weeks of holiday stretch ahead of us before the next semester begins, bringing new subjects, new people, and, if the last few months are anything to go by, new adventures I probably won’t be prepared for.Coming weekend, Tristan planned something new. He has arranged a funeral. For my mother. A small, private funeral where the casket of my mother is already buried. A moment to say goodbye. He even had tears in his eyes as he told me. He managed to get her personal items from the secure locker where they were held. The pictur
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“You’re a special girl, Raven. It takes a certain amount of balls to stay alive in this world.”“Stay alive…” I repeat with a touch of humour, as though that is actually the threshold for being accepted into this family. I sigh deeply before giving her my full attention again. “Isn’t Charles mad at you?”“Mad?” Molly shrugs, taking another sip of her white wine. “If anything, it reminded him of what he has. He likes being back in full control over me. Now he has an excuse to exercise his paranoia and go completely crazy.” She pauses, glancing briefly toward Maddy before lowering her voice. “And, after all… he had a few secrets he kept from me.”“You know,” I breathe.“Of course I know.” She gives me an almost offended look. “I’m a woman.”“Then why didn’t you leave?” I ask, genuinely bewildered.Molly snorts before taking another drink of her wine. “Leave a Madden?”It’s my turn to snort. “Good point.”Her expression softens, and she reaches over to squeeze my hand. “I like you, Raven
My professor, my stalker Chapter 162: Champagne
I can’t breathe. I simply stare at Tristan, completely dumbfounded, while the candlelight flickers around us and throws a soft, golden glow across his face. Everything about this moment feels almost unreal, as though I’ve somehow stepped outside of my own life and am watching it happen to someone else.“I’ve waited for this moment from the moment I laid eyes on you,” he says softly, his eyes never leaving mine. “There is no one…” He pauses, his voice dropping to almost a whisper. “No one who comes close to you. You’re the only one. For the rest of my life.”My eyes begin to sting.He takes a slow breath, and I can see the tension in his shoulders as he gathers himself. “I love you,” he says. “More than life itself. More than you could ever realise.”I can only stare at him.I want to say something. Anything. But my mind is completely blank, overwhelmed by the weight of his words and the way he’s looking at me. Tristan has always been intense, but this is different. There is no teasing
My professor, my stalker Chapter 161: Scene
The drive is long. We leave the city behind and wind our way farther and farther into the mountains, climbing higher until the roads become narrower and the world outside the windows grows darker. The further we drive, the more isolated everything becomes. Trees blur past the windows, their silhouettes almost black against the fading light, and the occasional house disappears behind us as quickly as it appears. Tristan’s phone goes off what feels like a billion times, but he doesn’t answer a single call.I glance at him every time it rings, but he remains completely focused on the road, his jaw tightening slightly before he silences the phone again.“What is going on?” I finally ask.“Nothing,” he answers far too casually.I narrow my eyes at him. “That’s convincing.”A small smirk pulls at the corner of his mouth, but he says nothing more.Over an hour later, we finally arrive at a beautiful place nestled high in the mountains. The entire building seems to glow against the darkness,
My professor, my stalker Chapter 160: Party
Tristan settles over me, climbing onto the bed with a satisfied smirk. His hands plant themselves on either side of my head, his knees bracketing my hips as he leans closer, his dick pressing against my ass.“Hmmm,” he murmurs, running his nose along the curve of my ear. “I'm tempted to take off my clothes and stay right here with you. Thank God the shop ran out of large towels. This suits you.”I laugh and deliberately wiggle against him. “I have no problem staying here.”He lets out a long sigh before pressing a kiss to my temple. “The pearl one. It fits the occasion.”“The occasion?” I question, raising an eyebrow. “You hate parties. You only socialize if you absolutely have to.”“And we,” he says, climbing off me and walking toward the closet, “must absolutely go.” He pulls the beige dress from the rack and holds it up. “It's non-negotiable. Get up before I make you.”I arch an unimpressed eyebrow. “I prefer you make me.”He stops.Slowly, he turns toward me. The dress is immediat
My professor, my stalker Chapter 159: Baby
The first two hours pass in a blur. We sit together in the small waiting room, my head resting against Tristan’s shoulder while the world of the maternity ward continues around us. Some women are furious, glaring at their partners as though they are personally responsible for every contraction. Others look completely out of it, their eyelids heavy and their bodies loose from whatever medication they've been given. Some look terrified, their hands gripping their partners as though they might disappear if they let go.“Tristan. Raven.”We both look up.Charles stands at the entrance to the waiting room. I'm surprised to see him here, and judging by the way his eyes immediately settle on me, he notices my reaction. He doesn't comment on it, though. He simply walks toward us with Molly beside him.“Dad,” Tristan says with a small nod.“How is Maddy?” Molly asks.I look at her. She seems almost impossibly serene for someone standing in the middle of a maternity ward. Her expression is calm
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