All Chapters of Claimed By My Professor,Loved By His Son:A forbidden bond: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Maya's POVIt was Ben.My heart nearly stopped. I froze at the doorway, eyes wide, mouth slightly open. Was he hurting her? My feet were glued to the floor, and for a second, I couldn’t breathe.“Maya?” Her voice cut through the fog in my brain.“We’re having sex,” she said almost yelling, eyes fluttering open in surprise as she saw me.Wait, what?I stood there, dumbfounded, still processing the fact that my best friend was naked, tied up, and crying, but apparently, it was consensual?Ben didn't even react,, he just looked at me as though he was expecting Theresa to invite me to join them.“We’re into bondage now,” she added, as casually as if she were talking about the weather.Jesus.“I'm sorry!” I blurted, slamming the door shut so fast I nearly took it off the hinges.I stumbled back into my room and collapsed onto the bed, panting like I’d just sprinted a marathon. My heart was still doing somersaults in my chest.“I’m so done with walking in on Theresa having sex,” I muttere

Maya's POV"I'm not going anywhere on an empty stomach," I stated, arms securely crossed over chest.Theresa rolled her eyes, laughing. "Fair. We'd better eat. I'm already starving."I raised an eyebrow and gazed at what she was wearing. "Aren't you changing at home?""Ah, no," she patted her tote bag. "I came prepared. Got my clothes, makeup, even my perfume. I'll shower here."I gave her a narrow-eyed look. “You planned this, didn’t you?”She winked.I sighed. “You do know that tomorrow’s Monday, don’t you? A bonfire party way too close to getting back to school sounds like something we’ll both regret in class.”Theresa shrugged already heading to the refrigerator. "It's a risk worth taking."I, however, shook my head and followed her. We moved about the kitchen in rhythm, chopping vegetables and debating whether to add too much pepper. Finally, the smell of the stir-fry filled the air, pleasant enough to gradually dissolve the tension I hadn't yet been aware of.Theresa settled

Maya's POV The guy struggled. “Let go of me!” But the person holding him didn’t flinch, And it was Regan. My heart skipped. He didn’t wait for the guy to swing again. He punched him, hard and fast. The guy stumbled back, but Regan followed through, grabbing the collar of his shirt and landing another blow across his jaw. The music faltered. People were gasping, whispering. Some backed away. “Regan, stop,” I said quickly, stepping forward. He turned to glance at me, breathing hard, his fists clenched. “It’s enough. Let him go,” I said, softer this time. He held the guy a second longer before finally shoving him away. “Run before I change my mind.” The guy scrambled up and did exactly that, ran like hell. Silence. Everyone stared, frozen for a moment. Regan turned to the small crowd and said casually, “Show’s over. Nothing to worry about.” As if on cue, the music started up again. People hesitated, then slowly returned to dancing or talking like nothing had happened. There

Maya's POV I pulled away from him, all the excitement draining from my body like water down a sink. He looked at me, confused. “Is something wrong?” I crossed my arms, my face blank. “Put your trousers back on.” He hesitated but obeyed, pulling them up slowly. “What happened?” he asked, trying to meet my eyes. “This is a waste of time,” I muttered, already turning away. He reached out to stop me, but I yanked my hand away from his grip. “Get the fuck away from me,” I snapped. He looked stunned. “I thought you wanted to check out my car.” I turned my head slightly and said loud enough for him to hear, “Your car’s too small to size me. You should find a smaller girl to ride with.” His jaw dropped, but I didn’t wait to see his reaction. I walked back toward the bonfire, heels crunching against dry grass and anger bubbling beneath my skin. I could still feel the heat from earlier, but now it was frustration. I grabbed another cup of wine, hoping it would calm me down, but it didn

Maya's POVJust when I thought the silence would continue until Andrew comes back.“You cut your hair,” Regan said suddenly, his voice low, deep, unshakable.I flinched. I didn't cut my hair, I knew he was obviously looking for an excuse to talk to me.So much for pretending.I turned slowly to face him, my lips tight. "I would have preferred you keep your observations to yourself, Regan. Why did you have to disturb the peace.”He smirked. “I figured I’d break the tension. It was choking Theresa.”Theresa cleared her throat awkwardly. “I’m just gonna check if Andrew needs help finding the car.”Coward.She practically bolted, leaving me with him.He turned slightly toward me. “Maya-"“No,” I snapped. “Don’t. I don’t want to hear it.”“You don’t even know what I was going to say.”“I know enough,” I said. “You always show up when I least want you, say something clever, and disappear before the damage settles.”His eyes narrowed slightly. “That’s what you think I do?”I shrugged. “Tell