All Chapters of PROFESSOR'S PET (M×M): Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

ETHAN'S POVI should’ve looked away. I should’ve closed the door and walked away. But I couldn’t move. My feet were rooted to the spot, my breath trapped in my chest. The soft creak of the wooden table, the rhythmic thud of bodies colliding, the low, guttural growl that escaped Professor Kai’s lips— as he thrust hard in the man's butt hole, it all carved itself into my mind, raw and unrelenting.I was glued on the spot, I felt my chest tightened.I was pained.I was jealous.Since the first day Professor Kai came to the school I had fallen for him, I had wanted to have him for myself, and now I'm seeing him with someone else. That's not me!My heart hammered in my chest, each beat a painful reminder of what I was witnessing. His shirt clung to his broad shoulders, reveling his hard toned skin. The man beneath him moaned, a sound that sent a jolt of jealousy coursing through me. It wasn’t fair.That should be me.I sniffed silently as the tears battled to fall off my eyes, but that

ETHAN'S POVI dropped by back pack on the gravel floor with a loud thud, as I struggled into the kitchen to clear my dried throat. I was tired and exhausted, my clothes reck of dirt, seems like I fell into a pit of mud. It was 11PM mid—night already and I was just coming back from school.I dropped the cup on the table with a loud thud, as I ached my back bone.“You’re just coming back?”A voice cut through the thick silence of the kitchen like a blade, sharp and unexpected. I froze, my hand still clutching the glass of water I’d just slammed onto the table. My back stiffened, muscles tightening as I recognized the tone—Raymond. Of course, it was him.My Dad.I turned slowly, my sneakers squeaking faintly against the tile floor, still damp from the mud caked on the soles. My eyes met his—dark, cold, and unreadable. The dim overhead light cast shadows across his face, making him look older than he was, but the alcohol in his hand reminded me of the man he’d become since Mom left.Path

~PRESENT~The air in the office felt heavy, charged with an intensity that made it hard to breathe. I couldn’t stop shaking, my heart pounding so loudly I was sure he could hear it. I didn't know where I got the boldness to say that word, but I didn't want it to end, I needed that boldness to continue. My mind was a whirlwind of emotions, fear, desire, longing, all colliding in a storm that left me dizzy.I didn’t think. I just acted.Before I could think of anything, I dropped my bag off my back, then dropped to my knees. The cool, polished floor pressed against my shins as I fumbled with his belt, my trembling fingers struggling to undo the buckle. My breaths came in shallow gasps, each one laced with anticipation. The metallic click of the belt unfastening echoed in the silence of the room, followed by the soft hiss of his zipper being pulled down.And then, there it was.His cock sprang free, thick and imposing, already half-hard and glistening with a faint sheen of pre-cum. Th

ETHAN'S POVThe echo of Professor Kai’s dismissal was a physical blow, a sucker punch to my gut that left me gasping for air. ”AND ALL OF THIS NEVER HAPPENED ” His words, cold and final, rang in my ears, a brutal reminder to my humiliation. I pushed through the heavy school gates, the world a blur of smeared colors and muffled sounds. I had other classes, obligations, a life waiting, but I was numb to it all. The only thing I could feel was the raw, jagged edge of his rejection shredding me from the inside out. I just needed to get home, I needed to bury my face in my pillow and scream until my throat was raw, to cry until there was nothing left.The bus arrived with a hiss of hydraulics, a merciful coincidence. I slumped into a window seat, my backpack still clunged tightly on my shoulders. My phone vibrated, a jarring sensation against my thigh. I fished it out, the screen illuminating my palm.Karina,My girlfriend. The thought a dull echoShe's still my girlfriend, well that's

“This can’t be possible.”The words were a breathless curse, a forbidden prayer. My knuckles ached, the skin stretched taut and white over bone as I stared across the polished table, my gaze never leaving his.Neil?He was a vision in crushed crimson velvet, a suit that clung to every lean line and subtle curve of his body like a second skin. His hair, the color of dark honey, was cut short but perfectly, artfully messy. But it was his eyes that unraveled me completely—wide, intelligent, a mesmerizing shade of hazel that seemed to see right through the hardened shell I presented to the world. They saw the man beneath the monster, and that was a vulnerability I could not afford.“Ah, here he is, my son, Neil,” Calico announced, his voice distant, muffled by the sudden, deafening roar in my ears.Son?My eyes snapped back to Neil’s. His gaze met mine, steady, unflinching, as he took the empty seat opposite me. A faint, knowing smile touched his lips. He didn’t look like a pawn in his