All Chapters of Secret Affair With My Professor : Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

Julian Harrison sat in the wide leather chair in his father’s office, his legs stretched out, tapping his shoe against the shiny floor. He hated this office. The heavy wooden shelves, the tall curtains, the smell of old books and cigar smoke. It all felt like the kind of place made for orders, not for living.His father sat behind the large desk, glasses on, flipping through some papers. He didn’t look at Julian as he spoke, and that made the words sting more.“You failed the course again.” His father’s tone was calm but sharp. “If you fail it once more, you will not graduate on time. You will spend another year in school. I will not allow it.”Julian rolled his eyes. “It’s not that serious. People fail all the time.”His father finally looked up. His grey eyes were hard, cold. “Not my son. You are a Harrison. We do not fail. Next year should be your final year in college. You should be preparing to take your seat in the company. Instead, you are playing games.”Julian sat up straight

Aiden Cole liked to be early. It gave him time to settle, to prepare, and to think. He arrived at the Harrison estate as usual, five minutes before the lesson. The staff knew him by now; the butler nodded politely and led him into the study.The study was bright with morning light. Bookshelves lined the walls, and a large polished desk sat in the center. Aiden placed his folder on the desk, removed his jacket, and adjusted his tie. Everything was ready.But the seat opposite him was empty.He glanced at the grandfather clock. Ten minutes passed. Then twenty. He did not tap his pen or pace the room. He simply waited, silent, calm, patient.Upstairs, Julian Harrison was sprawled across his bed in yesterday’s clothes. His blond hair stuck up in messy tufts. His shirt smelled of smoke and spilled alcohol, and his head pounded with a steady ache.The ringing of his phone woke him, an alarm he had ignored twice already. He groaned, rolled over, and pulled the blanket over his face. The part

Aiden woke to the sharp vibration of his phone. He rubbed his eyes, squinting at the caller ID. It was his mother. He answered anyway, forcing his voice steady.“Good morning, Mom.”Her tone was brisk, almost rehearsed. “Aiden, your father and I spoke with the Martins last night. Evelyn’s parents are ready to proceed. They think Christmas is a perfect time for the engagement announcement.”Aiden sat up straight. “Engagement?” His chest tightened.“Yes,” she said as though it were already decided. “Evelyn is such a lovely girl. Wealthy, stable, from a good family. This is a chance for you to build a future instead of wasting away in classrooms.”His jaw clenched. “I told you before, I’m not interested in...”“You don’t have the luxury to pick and choose,” she cut in, voice cold. “We’ve sacrificed for you, Aiden. Teaching doesn’t pay the bills. Do you want to struggle your whole life? Do you want to disgrace us?”“I’m not disgracing anyone,” he muttered, though it felt hollow.“You will