All Chapters of Claimed By My Professor,Loved By His Son:A forbidden bond: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Maya's POVThe strange man raised something in his hand. It was a sharp stone.My eyes widened in horror as the realization of what he was about to do dawn on me.He pulled his arm back to hit the windows.“No—!” I screamed, diving low into the seat just as the stone slammed against the glass with a deafening crack.The window didn’t shatter, but it fractured in a web of splintering lines.He was going to try again.And this time, he’d break it. I was sure the window wouldn't hold for the second time.I reached for the horn, my hands fumbling, But a loud voice erupted from the forest.“Hey! Get the fuck away from the car!” It was Regan.The man froze, head jerking toward the voice, his face hidden under a dark hood. For a heartbeat, he hesitated, then he dropped the stone and took off running in the opposite direction.Regan didn’t hesitate.The car doors unlocked with a loud click as I pushed them open and stumbled out, gasping for air.Regan bolted after the man, his footsteps po

Maya's POVI sat up slowly, still racing in my heart from the noise that woke me up. The room was dark, with only moonlight.Theresa lay beside me, sleeping soundly. Andrew lightly snored on the couch near the entrance. But the other bedempty.Regan wasn't there.I crept out from under the blankets silently, my bare feet tapping against the chilled tile as I padded across the room.My chest tightened as I reached the window, never knowing what I would find. I slowly pulled the curtain open a little with shaking fingers, enough to peek.Nothing.No shadow. No shape. No movement.I slowly exhaled, trying to release the tension in my body.And then I heard it, low and even, behind me."What are you doing out here?"I turned around, heart soaring up my throat.Regan.His shirt was off.The soft moonlight filtering in through the window defined every curve of him, his huge chest, chiseled belly, the narrow line that rode beneath his sweatpants.He looked like his father at that momen

Maya's POV The bathroom door opened, and Regan stepped out. He was only wearing boxers and had a towel hanging around his neck. His skin was still damp from the shower, and the sun highlighted his chest and abs to even more definition. I quickly looked away, as well as pretended not to know, but it was too late. He already had caught me staring. He gave me a small smirk as if enjoying the moment. I rolled my eyes and turned around. Theresa was lying on the bed. She looked at me and raised an eyebrow. I avoided her too. Regan also walked in and stuffed his towel into his bag. He then put on a shirt very slowly, while looking at me. I continued to try not to glance at him. We didn't say anything, we waited until he got dressed and then separately, we all exited the room. We headed for the car. I was considering shifting to one side of the backseat, but when I noticed Regan heading that way too, I stepped back and sat next to Theresa. No way was I sitting next to him. Andrew cau

Maya's POVI followed them, heart pounding the whole way. Regan wasn’t even heading toward the restroom, he walked past it, calm and quiet, like he already had a plan. Andrew stopped by the door, yanked it open, and stood still.I didn’t go too close. I couldn’t. The man was huge, older, stronger, built like someone who fought for a living. The last thing I wanted was for Andrew and Regan to get hurt because of me. I stayed at a distance but close enough to hear.Andrew called out, loud and clear, “You must be out of your damn mind thinking you can try something like that with Maya, you big fool. I'll teach you a lesson you'd never forget.”There was a pause before the man stepped out. His eyes were red, and when he looked at me, I froze all over again. My stomach twisted.He looked back at Andrew and grinned. “So you’re the boyfriend, huh?”Andrew didn’t answer.The man chuckled. “Why don’t you and your girl come inside and teach me that lesson? I’ll bend both of you over and show

Maya's POVThe class was off the minute we entered. The familiar buzz was missing. Heads were lowered, eyes puffy, the mood somber."Something terrible occurred. I'm certain of it," Theresa said as her hand clutched her bag."There's only one way to know," I said, looking over at a guy sitting in front of me.I frowned and leaned forward. "What's wrong? Why is everyone like we're at a funeral."He slowly turned, talking softly. "You don't know? Ben… Ben is dead.""What?" I blinked. "No, that can't be."Theresa also turned, her face crumbling. "No. He's lying.".But just as I was getting a chance to reply, the door creaked open and Professor Sarah entered. She wore all black.She swept the room with her voice firm. "I know some of you might have already heard, but it's my duty to confirm. One of ours was lost this morning. Benjamin Hartley. His mother, Professor Rose, has requested privacy. A short memorial will be conducted later today in the hall. After that, you're free to go home