Lahat ng Kabanata ng Claimed By My Professor,Loved By His Son:A forbidden bond: Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

Maya's POVThe chilly air greeted me when I entered the house, but it did not calm the storm raging inside my heart.My head was still out there with Regan, the way he'd embraced me, the way his lips had lingered on mine like a question mark that wasn't to be answered.I breathed and turned to find my mom still huddled on the couch, looking at a magazine she wasn't reading. Her gaze flicked up the moment she sensed me."Mom," I whispered, going to her.She looked up at me. "Yes, sweetheart?"I slipped into the cushion beside her and grasped her hand. "Thanks, for not calling him in for questioning. Over Regan's gun."She regarded me long. "I didn't do it for him, Maya. I did it for you.""I know. Still," I squeezed her hand gently. "Thanks."She smiled, lean and tired. "You have to watch out. That boy keeps more secrets than he lets on."I nodded, aware as it was. This night had been demonstration enough."I'm going down to Theresa's," I said rising.I went into the kitchen to find Th

Maya's POVPerhaps something I ate? Or nerves. Yeah, that had to be it.The last few days had been overwhelming. That had to be it. My brain was just too tired, my body was reacting.But still, the timing.I splashed water on my face and stared at myself in the mirror. I wasn't sick. Only tired, worried and confused.School. Oh yes, we had to go to school this morning.I showered slowly, hoping the hot water would ward off the misery.But even after getting dressed, the rolling in my stomach persisted like a bodyguard.As I made my way downstairs, I could already hear something going on in the kitchen. Theresa's voice. Laughter. Acting like everything was fine.When I walked into the living room, she looked up from where she was standing at the breakfast bar."Morning," she said, a furrow between her eyebrows. "You okay? You look pale."I attempted to smile. "Didn't sleep well."Theresa glared, folding her hands on the towel. "Do you want something? Toast? Ginger tea?"I shook my he

Maya's POVMy heart leaped into my throat. "Excuse me?" I strangled, almost gagging on my own breath. I stepped back, my shoulder knocking into the shut door.Professor Logan's eyes stayed steady, unblinking, as though he had just offered to do something as ordinary as changing a light bulb. "It is safer this way. You have no idea how dangerous this can get if the truth is revealed, Maya.".I shook my head, my lips parched. "No. No, I am not accusing Regan of something he did not do. He has suffered enough already! He almost got sent to prison for Charles's death. Do you want to ruin his life all over again?"His teeth ground together, and I glimpsed a flash of something desperate and black in his eyes. "Maya, I'm doing this for you because I want to protect you. Protect us. If anyone finds out about us, it's done. For me, for you, for all of us. You'll be ruined, and I'll-" He stopped, his voice cracking slightly before it returned to its gruff rhythm. "Regan would be an improvement.

Maya's POVWhy was he calling me now?Theresa leaned closer, her eyebrow arched with that mischievous curiosity that always annoyed me. “Who’s that? Oh, wait, don’t tell me it’s Professor Hotshot.”I gave her a look while I picked up the receiver. "Hello?" My voice went lower than I intended it to, shaky."Are you home?" Professor Logan was as smooth and even as ever, with only the barest sense of something desperate trapped in the undertone that took my heart in a staccato beat."Yes, just arrived home," I said, not wanting to get nervous for Theresa's near-listening ears.Good, he said with a pause. "I'd like to talk with you. Privately. Are you free?"I hesitated and glanced over at Theresa, who was pretending to text on her phone but really listened in. "Uh, I'm actually having dinner with my mom. We're going to the hospital.""Hospital?" His tone had an edge. "Why?I swallowed. I didn't know how to explain why, at least not while Theresa was present. "My mom understood that I w

Maya's POV"Are you going to school tomorrow?" I asked Theresa while we stood in the waiting room, my legs tapping nervously.She looked at me like I was crazy. "No way I'm abandoning you here by yourself, Maya. What's wrong with you? I'm not going anywhere."I had a tiny smile tugging on my lips. "So you're playing truant just for me?""Yeah, sure thing," she shrugged as if it was the most normal thing in the world. "We'll just hang out today. No teachers, no problems. Just us."I felt more at ease, and shifted back a bit in my chair. "Thanks. I don't want you to have to get caught up in all this, but I'm glad you can spend tomorrow with me."Theresa bumped into me with her shoulder. "That's what I'm here for. We'll figure it out, whatever it is."We started talking about school and the weird vibe Mr. Ben had given me earlier in class.Theresa rolled her eyes. "That guy is already creeping me out, and he just began. The way he stared at you? Gross. If he says your name again tomorro