★★★TOP 5 WATTPAD ROMANCE NOVEL (reached #5)!★★★ When Sera's new art teacher mistakes her for a model and demands that she strip naked, sparks start to fly.
Will Mr Marek be able to keep his student at arm's length after seeing everything she has t...
[RECAP: Trying to keep her affair with Mr Marek under wraps is challenging for Sera...]
"See if you can find the retarder, Sera. There should be some in the store room."
Sera was sent into the art room storage area, which was more like a large walk-in cupboard with shelves on three sides. Mr Marek was getting them to use acrylics that week, but the paints needed to be mixed with a substance that retarded their drying.
There were years of old supplies stacked up in the store room. Sera loved the smell of the art materials in there but the jumble and disorganisation made her heart sink. How on earth would she locate the retarder? She wasn't even sure what it looked like.
As she rummaged through a box of old brushes and paint tubes, she was roughly pulled around and pushed back against the shelf, with a hard thigh rammed between her legs.
She gasped. "There are people right outside."
The interior of the cupboard was out of view of the classroom but anyone could hear.
Mr Marek's eyes glinted evilly. He leant closer to her. "Come round to mine straight after school. And don't worry about changing."
"You mean just wear this?" Sera whispered, indicating her school uniform.
"Exactly that." He cupped her rear through her school skirt. "If I'm going to burn in hell, I may as well merit the hottest flames."
Then he left swiftly, carrying a pile of painting boards leaving Sera dazed and longing for him.
She could barely concentrate on anything for the rest of the day. She hadn't expected to have any interaction with Mr Marek until the Thursday evening class, when she had hoped he might offer her a lift home. And then drive her to his place...
Giving her a lift home from school would have been way too risky. Mr Marek didn't teach any classes in the final period that day so he was able to leave before her. Sera had to sit through French, which she was hopeless at on a good day, watching the clock tick down. She could have sworn the second hand was moving more slowly than usual.
As she walked to his place she was paranoid that someone would see her and wonder why she was going that way. What if another teacher drove past?
But no one else went that route and she arrived at number twenty-seven unobserved. Safe, for now.
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