SEDUCING MY BIKER PROFESSOR のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 44

Nirvana's POV My mind spun violently. How could she possibly know about that? We were locked inside. We were entirely alone. The realization that someone had been watching us terrified me. It felt like I was losing my breath.I did not say a single word. I shoved hard past her shoulder and rushed out of the room.I walked fast across the campus. The cold morning wind hit my face but I felt numb. I just wanted the quiet sanctuary of my car. I needed to be alone to process what just happened.The garage was empty. My boots echoed in the damp air. I found my car parked in the far corner on the second level and pressed the unlock button on my keys.I pulled the heavy driver's door open and I stopped dead in my tracks. I gasped loudly, taking a fast step backward.Sitting dead center on my driver's seat was a small, square art canvas. The white fabric was splattered with dark bloodied ink or blood or ink. The metallic smell of copper hit my nose.A silver switchblade was thrust directly t

NIRVANA'S POV I slowly opened my eyes, disoriented by the darkness filling the room. The space beside me on the bed was cold. I reached out and my fingers brushed against the empty, wrinkled sheets where Adrian had been lying just hours ago. A soft ache settled low in my pelvis as I sat up. My body was sore, a reminder of the way he had pounded into me, making me forget the terror of the switchblade in my car. But the comforting haze of his touch vanished the second I looked at the clock glowing on the nightstand. It was late in the evening. I had slept for hours while my stalker was still out there. I slid out of bed, my bare feet hitting the cold floor. I picked up one of Adrian’s discarded button-down shirts and pulled it over my shoulders. The fabric still smelled like him, carrying the scent of expensive cologne and masculine heat. Buttoning it quickly, I stepped out into the hallway. A low murmur of voices drifted up from the lower level. I walked down the staircase, ke