All Chapters of Our Little Secret: In Love With My Professor : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

EmonI looked at this professor who I abhorred and felt inadequate. Had I dropped to such a low level that I had to ask someone else for help in finding the man I loved? But then again, I had to do this because if I made the search large scale and the mafia found out, I would be putting Al's life in danger. You see, I come from a long lineage of mafia kings and there is one rule that no one has ever broken and those who did never lived to talk about it: being gay.Being gay in my world was an abomination that one wasn't even allowed to think about let alone act upon.But I knew that I was gay from the moment I was born. I knew that I was expected to be strong since I would be the next king of my family's business but I have never liked a girl. Big bums and huge tits or pretty faces never did it for me. I have never gotten aroused by watching a girl even porn. Never.What turned me on and gave me a hard on was the men in training. The muscles, the abs, the sweat glistening on their ba

AlI sat on the cold floor, staring at the tray Aiden had left behind long after he had left. The sandwich remained untouched, but the bottle of water… that could work.I dragged my aching body towards the crate and the silver shackles on my wrists and ankles made it an impossible task.Every minute spent in the darkness deepened my resolve. Aiden was unstable. Deluded. And if I didn’t act soon, no one would reach him in time.Heck! I wasn't even sure Emon would find me. I just hoped that Edward was helping because he could smell me seeing that he was a werewolf. That was unless Aiden had used something to mask us and where we were.I eyed the wooden crate in the corner, then my restraints, again. Thick silver chains knotted around my wrists and ankles. But Aiden had gotten comfortable, confident. He hadn’t tied them with the same urgency as the first day. Maybe, just maybe, he underestimated me.And that was his first mistake.I waited.Hours passed.i kept still, listening. Eventuall

EdIt didn't take me long because I was determined. I didn't care that my claws were now bleeding. I was an alpha and they would heal.The trap door creaked and I eased it open.A wave of damp air hit my face, thick with the scent of silver, blood… and Albert.My wolf surged beneath my skin, straining to be let loose. But I held him back. No mistakes. Not now. Not when our mate was still in the hands of the enemy.I dropped down into the darkness, boots landing softly on the cold cellar floor. My eyes adjusted quickly and then I saw him.There, slumped against the far wall, was Albert, unmoving.My silhouette filled the narrow doorway, rage coiling off me like smoke. My wolf was barely restrained, a pulse of raw dominance that made even the shadows retreat.He wanted to be let loose but I held him inside. It was not yet time.Aiden turned, startled, but he quickly masked it. His jaw tightened. “So… you came. You truly came for him?”I didn’t answer at first. My eyes, dark and deadly,

AlThe sun was just beginning to set when I finally reached the edge of town. I pulled my shirt tight around me against the evening chill. My limbs ached. My head was pounding. But it was nothing compared to the storm inside my chest.I hadn’t shifted because I didn’t trust myself.If I did, my wolf would turn back.Back to Edward.Back to the bond that refused to break, even after all the lies and all the pain. I couldn't. I didn't want to be with Edward.My lips still tingled with the memory of the kiss. That one moment; heated, desperate, real, had undone every wall I had so carefully built.I hated myself for it. ‘You promised Emon.’ I admonished myself.Emon, who had taken me in when I was broken. Who had patched me up, fed me, listened without judgment. Emon had been my warmth when everything else was cold. Safety when everything else was chaos. And now, I had betrayed him.And yet… my heart didn’t ache for Emon.It ached for Edward and that's what irked me the most. Why? Why fo

Albert My hand hovered mid-air, knuckles inches from the door. Still. Unmoving. Caught in the gravity between choices.Should I leave or should I tap the switch?The silence stretched and it was too heavy and too loud.‘What am I doing?’ I thought, my heart thudding a slow, uncertain beat. I hated the fact that in my moment of indecision, I had come all the way here.My fingers curled slowly into a fist, then dropped to my side.No. This wasn’t right. Coming here wasn’t fair to Emon or to himself or to the tangled mess of feelings I hadn’t begun to unravel.I had no idea what I really wanted, only what my wolf needed. But I wasn't a creature ruled solely by instinct. I was a man too. A man who had been held together by someone who loved me without conditions.I owed Emon more than this.I exhaled, turning away from the door. The wooden floor beneath the porch creaked softly beneath my weight. I owed Emon loyalty and love too. With that, my heart settled.But before I could take ano