All Chapters of The Professor Wants Me and So Does My Bestfriend: Chapter 201 - Chapter 210

Sage The car ride was dead silent. The only sound was the quiet hum of the engine and the occasional click of the blinker as the professor followed Kaiden’s manager through the streets. I sat in the passenger seat, my legs bouncing, nerves coiling tighter with every turn the black car ahead of us made. The professor’s knuckles were white against the steering wheel. He hadn’t spoken since we pulled out of the parking lot, and I didn’t try to break the silence. It was thick with tension, too thick to cut through with words that didn’t feel entirely useless right now. And I didn’t know what to say to him. Finally, the black car pulled into the driveway of a large, modern townhouse on the outskirts of the city. The place was all sharp edges and sterile lighting. A place for people who wanted to look rich, not feel anything. I knew Kaiden was making money for his manager but I didn’t think it was to this extent. Wow. The professor parked across the street, cut the engine, a

KaidenThe first thing I noticed was the cold. It was so freezing that it not only made me shiver, it seeped inside my bones, pried it open and lived there.I was so numb to my feet? I was momentarily disoriented. My skin prickled against the damp air, and my wrists ached from the rope that cut into them. I couldn’t move. Couldn’t scream. Could barely think over the pounding in my skull.Where the fuck am I?The basement was dimly lit, but even in the low light, I saw machines, tall, humming monstrosities with pipes, valves, and containers, all reeking of chemicals. I didn’t need to be told what this place was. I’d seen enough of this world to know. A lab. A drug operation. But why was I here?I was naked. Tied to a chair. Exposed and humiliated.Fear didn’t come in a wave. It oozed in slowly, like smoke curling under a locked door.Footsteps echoed.I lifted my head, as much as I could, my neck stiff and sore. Desmond walked in like he owned the room, he actually did.I must have be

SageThe sun had barely dipped below the horizon by the time I trudged up the steps of my apartment building. The strap of my backpack bit into my shoulder, and I exhaled hard, bone-tired after a long day of classes. My head ached. My limbs felt like lead. I just wanted a shower, a meal, and to just relax. When I pushed the door open, Amir followed me in, quiet as always.That, more than anything, surprised me.Sometimes I forgot he existed and that he was still guarding me.I hadn’t expected him to still be here. With everything that had happened, the argument with the professor, Kaiden disappearing, the sharp tension that now lived between all of us. I thought for sure the professor would’ve pulled him out and cut ties. It was his style: cold, efficient detachment. I’d figured Amir was just another pawn on his chessboard.But here he was, locking the door behind us like this was still his assigned place.I dropped my bag by the couch and turned toward him. “You’re still here,” I sa

RiverMy fingers trailed absently over the polished mahogany of my desk as I reviewed the paper in front of me. A list. Ten names. Each scrawled in barely legible cursive, the ink smudged in a few places. Richard had handed it over with a split lip and three broken ribs. That much pain ought to inspire honesty but liars were persistent, even under duress.I didn’t trust the list. I leaned back in my chair and glanced up at Silas who stood at attention near the bookshelf, arms crossed, silent but attentive.“Verify every single name,” I said coolly. “If one of these people turns out to be a dead end, I’ll make sure the client loses the other leg.”He nodded once. “How deep should I dig?”“As deep as you need to. I want addresses, employment, family ties, everything you can find.. And if any of them lead us closer to the distributor... don’t act yet. Just mark them.”He gave a grim smile. “Understood.”As he turned to leave, my phone buzzed once, silently, on the desk. I picked it up

SageAfterwards, I lay in silence, my pants were a tangled mess around my legs. The scent of sex lingered in the air. My ass was up in the air, for the man I once swore I’d never let close again. And yet, here we were caught in this exhausting cycle of lust and unresolved emotions.I knew he was long and I was left with the mess. “Are you okay?” Amir’s voice came.I closed my eyes to let the embarrassment wash away. I was scared to turn and look him in the eyes.Exactly what the professor wanted. To humiliate me in front of the bodyguard. I hated this.“I am fine, Amir. Can you give me a little space?”He said nothing and I heard the door slam shut. Encasing me in silence, embarrassment and the worst humiliation of all.I felt like a black hole that you can use and dump anytime you felt like. I felt used and I hated it with every fiber of my being.Was this the punishment I deserved for thinking the worse?I stared blankly at the wall, tracing cracks in the paint with my eyes as th