Massacre d'élèves
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Ancien détenu de prison, Anthon, le beau jeune homme si mystérieux se lance dans le métier de professeur de maths. Mais le nouveau professeur aux yeux bleus va tout de suite avoir envie de faire ce qu'il aime le plus au monde : tuer. Et pas n'importe qui : ses élèves, jeunes gens au sang nouveau qu'Anthon voudra voir couler.
Il va réaliser qu'au collège, il pourra réaliser toutes ses pulsions meurtrières dans le plus grand secret et même exercer sa nouvelle passion : la torture.
Œuvre fictive, aux plus jeunes s'abstenir !
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𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊 𝐇𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄 " I will ask you last time , what you were doing with him " He asked as he got more near. I stayed still on the table of the classroom . " And who do you think you are to ask me anything " I said keeping my eyes on him. " Your Keeper, love " He whisper softly but he was still breathing harshly . " Don't dream high, you are no one . Sir " I said with scarasm. " Yes , I want you to take me inside of you with this. Attitude of yours " He was now more closer. " Then I will break you and your attitude " " Stop saying things, you are not capable of " " You are challenging me? Love " He asked with raised eyebrows. I smirked and run my painted nails on his well fit shirt. " Of course I am " I said looking up with challenge in my eyes. " Then challenge it is love, I am going to be the only one, who will take your Virginity and that too baby , with your parents inside the same house " I gulped and stare the fire in his eyes. I made a mistake. I challenged my own professor who is 6 years older than me to take my Virginity . In my parents house. And I know he will do it. Because apparently I started this game. And now he is controlling everything . I didn't know that Adam Caine is going to be my desire and then the biggest nightmare. *･ﾟﾟ･*:.｡..｡.:*ﾟ:*:✼✿ Ayzal Malik leaves Pakistan for London to study fashion design. On her first day at the University of London, she accidentally slaps her professor, Adam Caine-the hottest man on campus. Adam never expected to meet someone as wild as Ayzal. She develops a crush on him with some obsession and wonders if he feels the same. and it not then why he is giving her hopes.Is this forbidden relationship worth the risk, and can they avoid the consequences?
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