All Chapters of Dirty Secret: Bound By My Professor's Desire: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Silvana was no longer certain of the hour, only that midnight had already claimed the sky. Fatigue clung to her like a second skin and her legs felt like soft jelly trembling against the asphalt as she made her way home. Then a sound emerged from the darkness on her right. It resembled heavy breathing. With innocent logic she assumed someone must be wounded for the sound carried the rhythm of pain and resistance.Until suddenly that noise shifted into a drawn out moan. Shock rushed through her and her cheeks flushed instantly. She was not naïve. She understood enough about the private matters of men and women to recognize such a sound.Without realizing it, her steps drifted toward the source. To her right sat a bar she had never once cared to look at. Yet the sound came not from the bar itself but from a narrow alley wedged between that place and a row of shuttered storefronts. The moans softened, a woman’s voice breathing them out. Curiosity hooked its claws into her. How skilled mu

Leon let out a low groan as he threw himself onto the bed the moment his apartment door slid shut behind him. The motorcycle keys he had been holding flew from his fingers and landed somewhere on the table near the bed without grace or ceremony.His whole body ached as if he had wrestled with the day rather than merely endured it. There was no particular reason for such weariness except perhaps the foolish habit of falling out of bed in his sleep and waking up on the floor like a defeated soldier. No wonder every muscle protested now.“Ugh…” he muttered, rubbing the back of his neck. Thirst lingered stubbornly at the edges of his senses. Sleep could wait a moment longer.He rose and padded toward the kitchen. Glass, water, and then a single swallow that was too eager, letting droplets trail from his chin down to his shirt. With a quiet breath he stripped the shirt away, letting it drop to the floor where it joined the mess of the day. Bare-chested, he set the glass down and wandered b

One of the boys yelped, outrage bubbling up as if he had been wronged. Leon felt not a shred of remorse. If anything, the flash of fear in their eyes fed something dark and deliberate inside him."You should really watch your mouths. The filth you think and spit out in public makes me sick. Got it?" His voice rose from the chest, rough and steady, and for a moment he looked less like the calm lecturer he was and more like a lion driven past patience. "And you will learn to respect women. Especially my female students. Understand?"The two exchanged a panicked glance. They looked like rats caught under a hawk’s shadow, trembling as they nodded with wide, glassy eyes. The sight almost amused Leon. Their fear lightened his mood in a strange and fleeting way."Good." He released their collars. "I do not want to hear trash like that from you again. If I see you and you are still talking that way, you might end up tasting my fist.""Y—yeah sir. Sorry. Really sorry," one of them stammered."

Seeing her handsome lecturer so bewildered stirred something deep within Silvana. She could not stop herself from being captivated by what she was witnessing before her eyes. Sir Leon seemed a thousand times more handsome in a situation like this. His disheveled hair and damp lips only added to his undeniably sexy appeal.Yeah, Sir Leon, the man Silvana had once thought she would never be able to touch in such a way, was now within her reach, even if the way she had gotten here could hardly be called proper. But hey, this was her effort. Right or wrong, Silvana only needed to make sure that she obtained what she truly wanted. She did not care what method it took to achieve it.“I just gave you a proper thank-you, Sir. It is a reward for the gentleman who defended my honor from those two jerk men earlier,” Silvana said, offering an excuse to erase the look of confusion from the young lecturer’s face.But when she saw his expression becoming even more disordered, she could not resist ki

“Sir Joan, why are you always on my mind in such dangerous ways? Why do you always disturb me with your presence? Are you obsessed with me or something?”Joan took a slight step back as Jiyya’s index finger kept pointing directly at his face. The grown man could only smile knowingly at the brilliant student, who had shifted from being merely intelligent to becoming a girl who had begun to capture his attention.Jiyya’s behavior, so completely different from the way she had been when they first met, only made her all the more adorable. Just moments ago, she had been completely silent, both toward Dean and toward him. And yes, Joan knew very well that she had been deliberately building a wall, one reserved especially for him. Fortunately, after a few drinks, Jiyya had suddenly become exceptionally talkative, especially with him. He had Dean to thank for dragging his childhood friend here, convincing her to come to a bar like this and even trying hard to ease the tension between the thre