All Chapters of The Professor's Mate Clause : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

ADRIAN'S POV She is at my apartment. Safe. Asleep. Come get her but please be gentle. She is fragile right now.I read the text three times, making sure it is real.hoping that I am not imagining it.She is safe. Clara found her. She is safe.The relief is so strong it nearly brings me to my knees. I grab my keys with shaking hands. Head for the door.Marcus appears. "What happened?""Clara found her. She is at her apartment." I do not stop moving. "I am going to get her.""Adrian wait. Think about this. She ran from you. Told you to leave her alone. Showing up might make things worse.""I do not care. She is safe. She is found. I am going." I push past him. "Nothing you say will stop me."He does not try. Just watches me leave with that worried look. The look that says he thinks I am making a mistake.Maybe I am. But I cannot stay away. Cannot leave her out there one more second. Cannot breathe until I see with my own eyes that she is okay."Finally. Finally we can bring her home. C

FREYA'S POVI adjusted on the bus stop bench, the cold metal pressing hard against my back through my thin jacket. It’s uncomfortable but I don’t even flinch. I was ready for any pain this night My legs gave out three blocks ago, I Can't walk anymore, I can't even think anymore , I Can't do anything except sit here and watch normal people live normal lives.I watched a mom stroll past with her baby giggling away so full of joy. It was a sweet sight, almost heartwarming… until it reminded me that maybe happiness like that just isn’t meant for me.I'm so tired.Adrian let me go. Actually stepped aside and let me walk out. That should feel like winning.But It doesn't. I dont know what I wantA black car pulls up across the street looking Expensive. The kind that makes you look twice.The door opens with a Blonde hair, Perfect clothes. Heels that as perfectly carved as she was.Vanessa.My stomach drops. No. Not her. Not now.She doesn’t even check for cars just walks straight thr

FREYA'S POVI woke up so warm, like someone had cranked the heat up to a thousand degrees. There was basically a furnace pressed against my back and it took my sleepy brain a second to remember where I was.Adrian's bed. Adrian's arms. Adrian's entire body was curved around mine like he was trying to shield me from the whole world.His arm was wrapped around my waist, heavy and possessive. I could feel his breath warming my neck with every exhale. And there was something else pressed against my lower back too. Something hard and very, very obvious.My face went hot immediately. Oh god. That was morning wood. That was definitely morning wood pressing right against me.I should probably move. Should slip out of bed before this got even more awkward. Before he woke up and realized how his body was reacting to having me pressed up against him like this.But I did not move at all. I just lay there feeling the heat radiating off him. The solidness of his chest against my back. The way his b

FREYA'S POVTwenty minutes later I am sweating and frustrated and Adrian has not even broken a sweat."Again." He stands in front of me with his arms crossed. Looking completely unbothered while I am dying. "You are dropping your guard. Keep your hands up.""I am trying." I wipe sweat from my forehead. "This is harder than it looks.""It is supposed to be hard. If it was easy everyone would be good at fighting." He moves closer. Adjusts my stance with his hands on my hips. "Wider. You need better balance."His touch makes my skin heat for entirely different reasons than exercise. I try to focus on what he is teaching me instead of how close he is standing. How good he smells even covered in sweat."Better." His hands slide up to my waist. "Now when I come at you, you are going to block and counter. Just like I showed you.""What if I mess up?""Then you mess up and we try again." His mouth curves into a smirk. "I will go easy on you. This time."He moves. Fast. His fist comes toward m

FREYA'S POV His mouth is everywhere at once. My neck. My jaw, the sensitive spot near my ear.His hands move slowly up my sides, lifting my dress along the way. The dress folding at my waist, moving higher up my legs and honestly, I couldn’t care less. "Adrian." His name comes out breathless and needy. I sound desperate. I am desperate. "Say it again." His teeth graze my collarbone. Not hard enough to hurt. Just enough to make me arch into him. "I love hearing you say my name like that." "Like what?" I can barely form words. My brain stopped working the second his lips touched my skin. "Like you need me." His hand cups my breast through the dress. "Like you are mine." I am his. God I am so completely his it terrifies me. He kissed me again, this time it was not like the sweet ones from before, this one was hungry. Claiming. His tongue slides against mine and I taste the wine we drank at dinner. I fist my hands in his hair, pulling him closer even though there is no space left