All Chapters of My Professor Is My Husband : Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

" Whoever gave you my card knows my business. Don't act coy and innocent around me on purpose!" He barked at me.I'm honestly taken aback. But my expression tells him more. He heaved back on his seat, wearing a disgruntled look. " I wouldn't bother to explain myself if I didn't want you there," he softened. " It's obvious you're clueless."My eyes roamed around, fighting off the guess in my mind. Moments later, he confirmed my thoughts. " Ethan handed me over to a pimp."I swallowed. This is not how I imagined my eighteenth birthday would turn out." It's nothing personal. Just a business. If you serve him well, I might actually add more money to the standard fee..."" How much?" I cut in, pushing my swirling thought to the back of my mind. It hurt, but college is my chance at a proper life. And it's not just for me alone. My only relative, my grandmother is in a nursing home. Without meeting up with her fees, she will be sent out.My body shudders every time I imagine her on the st

"So it's best you run and never look back.”My home training and every restraint within me elapse. “ it was you?"" I'm hurt you didn't recognize me," he spoke softly. His voice rang a dangerous note in my head, and between my legs." I understand it's the terms of the business," he glanced down at my boobs, lips tilted by the side. " I suggest you run along..."" What if I don't want to?" I blurted and slapped my mouth. I averted my gaze. Ethan is right in front of me on the driver's seat. I try to withdraw, but he pans my head back to him." Is that a yes to a second night," his breath brushed my face. I feel his restraints waning. His hands trembles. My chest rose and fell in sync with his. In a hot flash, he pressed a button, sealing us away from the driver. His lips smashed against mine. His fingers hurriedly tugged at my bra and flung it aside." Aaron," his name escaped my lips. He paused, right over me, with eyes searching mine in an enthralling way. I fell for those blue ey

I bit my lower lip, and paused. “ How many kids do you want?” I asked.He's a member of the wealthiest family in the country. He can't possibly want more than two.“ Do you think six will do?”“ Jesus Christ!” I took a deep breath. “ Not in vain, not in vain.”He smiled. “ I'm thinking we should have one tonight.”My mind flew over the roof of my head. I have totally forgotten. The honeymoon!“ Right now,” he mumbled over my ears, fingers edging towards my thigh.“ Ahh yes!” I clapped with a gush of inspiration. A perfect excuse. “ You haven't paid my dowry.”“ Oh! That's true.""Name your price.”I cleared my throat. “ Nine million dollars.”First digits that came to my mind.“ That's odd,” his forehead wrinkled. “ Your account details, please.”My smile disappeared. I wasn't expecting him to agree to that.“ I…uhmm…my adoptive parents should receive it,” I protested, buying time.His brows furrowed. “ They give you just a name and you practically want to part with such amount and gi