All Chapters of Secretly Married To Her Professor : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

MOON I was born into generational wealth but my parents died in a plane crash when I was only ten years old. My uncle, Edmund Alexander and his wife, Bethany, got custody of me, as well as access to everything my parents had left behind. They took me in, fed me, made sure I had a bed and a warm place to sleep.But sometimes I wish I hadn't survived that plane crash while my parents burned to death.If I'd died with them, maybe...just maybe..."Moon!" My uncle's fists slammed down on the dining table, his soup spilling and soaking the tablecloth. Spittle from his mouth landed on my face, and I fought the urge to flinch, wipe my face and create more distance between us. His face was contorted with anger, teeth audibly gnashing against one another.My aunt sat beside him. And my cousins beside her.They all had the same look on their faces—one I wished wasn't so familiar to me in that moment."Why must you always argue? What value have you brought to this family that makes you think you

MOONI've always known I have the worst luck, since I was eleven and was made to attend a school competition on Aphrodite's behalf, since I watched the trophy being given to my cousin and the awards I'd earned being hung on her walls.Watching the friends I'd made turn their backs on me because on the days where my cousin and I would switch identities, she would manage to ruin every single friendship or relationship I had in less than a day.When I was told about college, I knew it was one of those rare instances where my luck might finally work out for me. I took the opportunity and now...It was the first day of school, and I'd also officially been locked up in the room of my new home for over twenty hours, alternating between sobbing, unpacking and pressing my ear against the door whenever I heard footsteps. His footsteps.The next morning came with a slightly brighter sun. I felt lighter, although I suspected it might've been because I hadn't eaten properly in over two days. There

MOON"I hope the professor didn't threaten to ruin your grades or something?""What?" I looked at Yuki whose eyes were brimming with clear curiosity. She and I walked out of the school building together, our last class for the day finally done. It was already noon, the moon eager to suppress the sun's warmth.Surprisingly, Yuki and I had the same major and courses."When he dragged you back into class, I thought he was going to spank you or something." She giggled into her fists. "Even his brooding vibe is hot, and I've always had a golden retriever type." Yuki sighed dreamily, eyes twinkling, and I couldn't help the smile that tugged at the corner of my lips."He simply warned me not to interrupt his class anymore," it wasn't exactly a lie, but I made sure to sound dismissive enough not to rouse any suspicion. As promised, Shaun was right outside the gate, leaning against the black Mercedes he'd driven me in. Beside the car was a red sports car already running, with a driver whose he

MOON Blood rushed in my ears like a stream, screaming at my mind, which in turn screamed at my body. Cillian caught my body before I hit the ground, his arms going around my waist, his fingers digging into my skin. They were cold, almost icy, yet my skin felt like it was on fire as I struggled to come to terms with our position. My brain short-circuited, all thoughts halting as the only thing registering was the cold against my shower-heated skin. The sound of my heavy breaths, leaving me, mingling with his. The feel of his rock-hard body and soft skin engulfing every part of me, until all I knew was him, his chill, his scent, the unforgiving low sound he made in his throat as I struggled to stand and in turn moved my ass against his--oh fuck--he was hard. And large, and thick and digging in between my ass cheeks like he belonged there. For a split second my mind tried to convince me that he did, that I did. That I was right where I belonged, naked, burning, heat trickling down to m

MOONWhat the fuck does he mean by everything?The first time I met Cillian, the first time I felt his eyes on mine, I had the strange feeling that he could see through my every thought, my every desire. Did he notice me squirming while his hot breath was on my skin? Did my bra somehow betray me and show the outline of my hard nipples?Was my wetness that obvious?To him?To everyone, maybe?I lifted my gaze from my phone screen, from the text I knew was his, and looked back at him. He was fully packed up and leaving, a cold, professional expression masking the heat that had lingered only moments ago. Dread slowly sank its claws into my abdomen, alternating between fear and arousal, a combination that made my mind go blank for a few seconds longer than I was allowed to.Then it dawned on me.Blue. Eyes.He saw. He saw my eyes without the contacts yesterday. My stomach sank and I immediately broke out in a cold sweat.Oh no, no, no. This couldn't happen. What if he put two and two toge