In Session [h.s]

In Session [h.s]

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🔞🌶️🔥 After a messy break up with her Ex and even messier mental break down, Ruth Moore is back teaching Art at Willowbeck High School. She thought avoiding said ex in the lunch room would be her biggest hurdle, until she realises a new teacher - Mr Styles - has taken up residence in the classroom next to hers. And it isn't the first time they've met. Class is now In Session. This book is intended for adult audiences.
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"You'll never get this done, you know?" The satisfaction was evident in his voice. "You could leave me alone so I can actually get this finished. Or pick up a brush." I gestured to the abundance of supplies I had purchased. "Mmm, no thanks. Don't really have my painting clothes on." My smirk reappeared and I turned fully to face him. "That's a real shame," I cocked my head to the side and fake pouted before pointing in his direction, "the door frame is wet." His body shot off the door frame he had been leaning against and he looked over his shoulder to see the line of white paint trailing down his presumably expensive coat. "Have a great rest of your day, Mr Styles." I flicked my hands in a 'go away' gesture before sliding the door closed behind him. **** TW: This story contains mentions/descriptions of physical/emotional/sexual abuse, coarse language and mature content. HIGHEST RANKINGS: No.3 #HarryStyles No.1 #HarryStylesFanfic No.6 #Friendships No.1 #HarryEdwardStyles No.1 #Soft No.1 #hs No.1 #1D No.1 #alternateuniverse No.1 #slowburn

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