We've updated our Content Guidelines.
Review the latest guidelines to keep sharing stories safely.
The Professor and I

The Professor and I

  • WpView
    Reads 22,722
  • WpVote
    Votes 346
  • WpPart
    Parts 37
WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Fri, Oct 20, 20233h 12m
WpInfo
Fiction
Romance
"Fuck, why do you always make things so hard Rayne?" he stood there with an intense frown on his face. "What do you mean Spencer?" I crossed my arms. "You always run away," he now held a sad face. I was hesitant. "We both know this will never work let alone the consequences" He walked closer and lifted my chin, forcing me to look at him. "I could care less about the damn outcome." he made direct eye contact with me. "I- I think I fucking love you." Rayne has always been the golden child of the family, always tamed but not yet impressed with the opening of her life. Spencer is just an average professor (you'd think) Spencer loves teaching and helping people grow but yet he's so mysterious when he's off campus. ***NEEDS MAJOR EDITING***
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • At the End of the Day
  • Solitude  (COMPLETED)
  • The Perfect Affair
  • 𝑷𝑹𝑬𝑻𝑻𝒀 𝒫ℴ𝒾𝓈ℴ𝓃
  • The Road Less Traveled (Prof./Student)
  • 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐌𝐞 || 𝟏𝟖+
  • DARK NIGHTS | 18+
  • Corruption
  • The Demon's Sparrow
  • Is it too late to say Sorry?

[COMPLETED] "We both agreed, Apollo! We said no feelings, no attachments! You promised you wouldn't get attached." I look down at my lap in worry and shame. I have no idea what to say, I promised her, but like an idiot I broke that promise. "Say something!" My breath hitches and I look up at my beautiful girl through my lashes, my eyes brimming with tears because I know after tonight we won't be seeing each other again. I stand up from the edge of the bed and walk over to her, watching as her chest moves up and down harshly with each breath. My eyes trail over the love marks I left moments ago when we were happy to only get lost in each other's arms temporarily. She's mad at me. I never wanted her to be mad at me. "I'm sorry, baby," I whisper reaching forward to run my finger along her cheek catching the falling tear that flows down her soft skin. "You promised." She whispers. I know. "I promise I'm not attached, Blue." Too late. ••• Apollo and Blue have a few things in common. They're both lonely, they're both sad and they both attend the same university, a place where they stumble upon each other for the first time. So when the two decide to keep each other company by forming a causal relationship, the hard-headed Blue sets clear instructions for Apollo. Do not get attached. #2 Dark // 7 April 2022 #1 Interracial // 8 April 2022

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines