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Professor Barnes

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Throughout my school life, I was the girl with barely any friends and the one who hardly talked to anyone. It felt like I was completely invisible to all. I was the type of girl who tried to follow the rules, not cross the limits and definitely not the one to have a secret affair with a professor.
Anyway, I thought college would be different but guess what, I'm still the invisible girl with just one friend. Life was monotonous for me... Until I met HIM, Professor Benjamin Thomas Barnes. He replaced our old and grumpy Literature Professor. It felt like he was some sort of divine creature with the perfect physique and the most flawless face.
It would be safe to say that I have no control over my mind or my heart anymore. As much as I've known him till now, I can say that he's really intelligent and smart but at the same time he's also too shy and innocent and that makes him even more adorable... Or maybe that's what he wants everyone think.
I have really started to like him but there's nothing I can do about it and probably there's nothing I should do about it.
It's wrong and it's forbidden.
Or maybe it's time to break the rules and cross the limits and finally be myself.
What just started with a collision in the corridor, a lot of eye contacts during the classes and a few flirtatious interactions, soon turned into something much more intimate. 
I'M VALERIE ROSEWOOD, AND THIS IS THE STORY OF HOW I FELL IN LOVE WITH MY LITERATURE PROFESSOR.All Rights Reserved

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