A PROFESSOR- STUDENT SUSPENSE MYSTERY THRILLER DARK ROMANCE NOVEL.🖤
"Pleaseeeeee....." I beg him, I'm so so close , His thrusts making me lose my mind
"Please what? I need words " I gush more under his deep husky voice
" I need ahhh ----, I need to...
Also this chapter is very important especially the second half many mysteries will be revealed.
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Naisha
" You want to know about ara?" He smirks into my collarbone, then raises his head looking straight into my eyes.
I nod my head then immediately shake it in negative.
Well I am interested in knowing about her but at the same time if he confesses some deep feelings for her I'll lose my mind.
" C'mon let's go and meet ara " He lifts me up along with him and heads down the stairs
The quite thudding of the night bringing chills to my spine.
Along with that the thrill of meeting his Ara.
" I don't want to, please" I fumble clinging onto his shirt, why will I meet someone from his past.
My heart clenches a little realising he still has contact with his ex.
Anyways I'll allow no further contact from now on.
He should know that he belongs to me, I'll tell that Ara too to stay away from my man.
" She is beautiful" He whispers looking at me, there is an unmistakable glimmer of mischief within them, a playful dance of light as if he is trying to lure me into something unique.
" More than me?" I bite my trembling lower lip, my heart squeezing at the thought, that he is calling someone else so beautiful,
" In my eyes nobody is more beautiful than you" He kisses the top of my nose.
His words work as a tiny wave of relaxation for me.
He puts me down on the ground and suddenly vanishes.
Within few minutes , he appears straddling over a bike, a light sheen of sweat glistening on his skin, , making him glow like some sort of modern-day Adonis .
" Whose bike is this?" I scrunch my nose looking at the piece of beauty in steel of course it looks more beautiful, because of the man riding it, just like an untameable beast in black
" When it is under me, obviously it's mine" he swings his leg over the other side, the muscles in his thighs tightening under his snug, dark jeans.
" So all the things which are under you is yours?" I tilt my brows, focusing on His shirt, slightly unbuttoned, revealing the defined contours of his chest.
" I touch only those things and people that belongs to me" With a deep, resonant hum, he starts it, the engine roaring to life , the sound making me realise that we are going to meet a girl named ara.
" c'mon hop on" He adjusts his weight, leaning his posture forward, his veiny arms gripping the handles, then turning his wrist to press his foot on the gearshift,
