Professor [SMUT]

Safe

**Warning: Sexual Harassment, harassment.**

Alya honks her car horn as I rush to get ready. We're going shopping and I woke up late, like always. Getting impatient Alya holds her horn.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" I shout as I run down the stairs. My parents at work, like always. They're never even home anymore but I have a lot more free time because of it. 

"Finally. I thought you might've died!" Alya revs the engine and gets ready to move as I buckle up my seat belt. I'm in a small, tight, black crop top, revealing my belly button. Matched with black jogging bottoms, tight around my butt.

"Damn girl. I've really changed you this year." Alya begins to drive to town. She's wearing a cute white crop with sleeves and a plaid skirt with gorgeous boots.

(In England town is like a shopping center just outside!)

"Where we going first?" Today is the day I tell her about me and Adrien so it has to be perfect. Maybe if she's in a better mood it'll lighten the blow?

"Let's go Gucci." She slides down her designer sunglasses which were resting on her head. Alya's parents are famous designers and ex-models, no wonder she's so perfect. Obviously she's rich. Me on the other hand, my parents are also very rich but they work abroad a lot. Right now they're in Poland working with a few clients. Me and Alya have always been part of the richest families in France, everyone despises us for it but I can't help it.

Alya drives into a parking spot and gets out to pay for a ticket. I look around at all the other cars and one car catches my attention. It's a big black suv, just like Adrien's. Great. What are the chances that the day I'm going to tell Alya about me and Adrien is the day he decides to go shopping.

"Let's go." Alya picks up a tiny designer back from the back seat before heading towards town. This is going to be interesting.

"Let's go in this shop!" Alya points at a very expensive clothes store and she rushes towards it. Alya has always been obsessed with shopping, me not so much. As we wander round the gorgeous dresses, browsing for a new wardrobe I notice a man with gorgeous blonde hair and the best green eyes I've ever seen. I walk around a few aisles to find none other than Adrien. I find Alya checking herself out in the mirror, it's safe to talk to him.

"What are you doing here." I walk up to Adrien and whisper under my breath, making sure Alya can't hear me.

"What, am I not allowed to shop?" He chuckles before turning to face me. He places his strong hands on my hips.

"I don't like what you're wearing." He looks me up and down with judging eyes.

"What's wrong with it?"

"You men are staring at you." As he says that a man walks down our aisle, clearly staring at me but Adrien gives him a death stare and he wanders off. "You need to change." Adrien holds my waist tighter. Who does he think he is?

"You don't own me. You can't tell me what to wear." I loosen his grip and take a step back.

"Mari, I just don't want men looking at you. I'm the only one that can look at you like that." He looks me up and down, enjoying the view.

"Look, I have to go. I'm here with Alya and if she catches us together she'll freak. I'll tell her later, I promise." I whisper into his ear before placing a gentle kiss on his lips.

"Ahem." As if on queue, Alya is standing at the end of the aisle, watching the whole thing.

"Alya! It's not what it looks like-" Before I can finish, Alya cuts me off.