the principal's daughter ─ hes

prologue

"What are you thinking?" Alair asked softly, her chin resting on Harry's brawny chest as she looked up at him through her dark lashes, mossy eyes meeting emerald. He chuckled to himself and placed his hand over his face, ignoring the girl's question to indulge himself in thought.

"About how much you regret sleeping with me?" Alair's French accent filled Harry's ears once again and he whipped his head to the side, removing his hand from over his eyes. She was blinking slowly as she peered up at him, tapping her index and middle fingers against his dewy skin.

"No! I'm just scared of what would happen is all." Harry assured, biting the inside of his cheek as he thought of what he'd possibly do if Mr. Durand, his boss, and also Alair's father, were to walk into this house and stroll into this bedroom only to find his naked daughter cuddled with her art teacher.

"If I'm not worried about that, I don't know why you are. He's my own father and I couldn't give two shits if he were to catch us right now." The girl grumbled, rolling her eyes at the thought of the parent she was stuck with.

"Okay, but...it's easy for you to say that because you're risking a couple weeks without your phone or no television. However, I'm risking going to jail, losing my job, and every other thing that I've worked for."

Alair sighed and stood from the bed, allowing the cotton sheets to slip from her naked figure as she did so. Her ivory skin seemed almost completely pallid beneath her dark brown hair and bright green eyes and it left Harry wondering how a human could manage to stay so snowy despite the current weather in Paris.

"That's your problem: you spend so much time worrying about the negatives rather than working to keep the positives alive." Alair scoffed, plodding into the bathroom to wash away her sweat and frustrations, meanwhile Harry stood and hurriedly slipped into his discarded clothing, walking out of his student's flat with her clever words haunting his conscience.

PROLOGUE .

WARNINGS: submissive Harry, slight female dominance, strong language, teacher/student relationship, age gap, choking, abuse, alcohol, bullying.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Time for another story. Despite this being a teacher x student story, Harry doesn't make the first move on the female character and he isn't a (total) pervert. The female is the one who makes the move on him...shocker. Anyway, hopefully you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoy writing it. ALSO, I'll sometimes include quite explicit gifs in some chapters, so be prepared for those.

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