All Chapters of Only For The Professor's Pleasure : Chapter 1 - Chapter 6

EVELYN'S POV "You think you're better than me?"Melvin asked me with his voice slightly raised. But I kept my eyes on my magazine and said nothing. "I'm talking to you Evelyn!"He fired at me whilst shoving me. "I heard you" I replied without looking up. "Then answer me!" He snapped at me then he snatched the magazine from my hands and flung it across the room. "All this reading, all these degrees, all this grammar. Who are you acting up for?" "I never said I was better than you" I said quietly trying to keep my cool. "You don't have to say it. I see it every day. That look you give me like I'm nothing." "What look Melvin, i was just sitting here reading" i finally looked up at him. "Don't talk to me like I'm stupid." "I'm not talking to you like anything, I was just reading, that's all" I said, keeping my voice flat. He laughed and shook his head. "You and this your reading. You know what your problem is? You think because you have a few certificates on a wall that makes you

Evelyn's POV Everyone knew Elroy Vans, everyone in this city. But only a few families were affiliated with his and could have access to him. His face was on billboards across the city, sharp jaw, perfect hair. The Vans family funded half the buildings at Crestwood. Their name was on everything, carved into stone and metal like a reminder that some people owned the world and the rest of us were just passing through it. I expected him to be like the others. He wasn't. And that was somehow worse. He was worse than others in ways that unsettled me. Elroy sat in the third row. Always perfectly dressed, always early, always with a book open on his desk that had nothing to do with my class. Philosophy mostly. Sometimes economics. Once I walked past and caught the title and it was a first edition of something that probably cost more than my rent or even my entire earnings put together. He listened more than the others. Really listened, the kind where you can feel someone actually proc

Evelyn's POV There were a lot in the hall. I took a glass of champagne from a passing tray and moved through the crowd slowly. Smiled when I needed to. Nodded at faces I half recognized from the faculty corridor. I didn't belong here. Not because anyone said it. Just because belonging felt a certain way and this wasn't it. I was about to find a quiet corner when I heard my name. "Professor Reed." Elroy stood behind me in a tailored black suit looking like he had walked straight out of something that cost more than my monthly salary. "You actually came," he said. "It was strongly encouraged," I said without looking at him. "You look different." "Different." "Less terrifying." I took a slow sip of champagne. "Give it time." He laughed. Low and genuine. It caught me off guard enough that I almost smiled back. Almost. The band shifted into something slow and low. People were already moving toward the center of the room. "Dance with me," he said. "No." "One dance. Harmless.