บททั้งหมดของ Only For The Professor's Pleasure : บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 5

The night I decided to run away, I was lying on the cold floor, staring blankly at the ceiling and wondering how my life had come to this.My hand moved before I could stop it, landing on my burning cheek and rubbing. My scalp throbbed, and every breath felt like it had to fight its way out of my chest. I could still smell him in the air—alcohol, sweat, and something sour I had stopped trying to name.Melvin had stumbled in close to midnight, banging the door against the wall as usual. I had been reading a magazine at the small dining table, trying to ignore the clock, trying to pretend I didn’t know what was coming.“You think you’re better than me?” he had slurred, pointing at my magazine. “All this reading. All these degrees. All this grammar.”“I never said that,” I had replied quietly.That was enough to have him irked.He had grabbed my hair and dragged me off the chair so fast I didn’t even scream at first. My body hit the floor hard. In my fear, I begged him to stop. I always

I glanced at the screen, unlocking my phone to check what it was.My heart dropped as I saw the name on the text sent to me.Melvin.The name alone made my hands go cold.I clicked on his message only to read a brief, chilling text that sounded more like a threat.“You think you can just run, Evie? You can't run. I know where you are.”The room felt smaller.My chest tightened as if invisible hands were squeezing the air out of me.He knew.Or at least he wanted me to believe he did.I blocked the number immediately, my fingers trembling so badly I nearly dropped the phone. Then I tossed it onto the desk as if it had burned me.For a moment, I simply stood there, staring at the wall. I inhaled deeply and ran a hand through my hair, an unwelcome feeling washing over me as I stepped out of the class.***Sleep became something everyone else enjoyed. For me, it turned into a dark hallway I was afraid to walk down. The moment I closed my eyes, I was dragged back into memories I tried so h

ELROY'S POV I had always believed I was immune to real feelings.Attraction? Yes. Lust? Of course. Boredom disguised as interest? Many times. But something deep, something that made my chest feel tight and my thoughts restless? Never. Not until Evelyn Reeds.Evelyn walked into my life like a problem I didn’t know how to solve.She wasn’t the most glamorous woman in the room. She didn’t try to be. She dressed simply, spoke sharply, and carried herself with a quiet confidence that made people either respect her or avoid her. I did neither. I chose to provoke her.From the first week she started teaching at my university, I couldn’t stop watching her. She was beautiful—undeniably pretty—but it wasn’t just that. It was the way she stood firm when students challenged her. The way her eyes flashed when someone said something foolish. The way she never once tried to impress anyone.I had been involved with ladies who looked like models, influencers, heiresses. None of them had ever made me