CHAPTER FOUR: MY ONE NIGHT STAND IS MY STUDENT!

Lucian. 

I had assumed she was an adult. 

So, it was nobody's fault but mine. Her and her friend hadn't looked like freaking college newbies. I didn't make it a habit to take strangers to my bed. It never happened in fact. Ever since the drama with my ex fiancee, I had lost all interest in women. 

Until her. 

There had been something electrifying about her. Something that kept my eyes glued to her all through the night. The air around her seemed to shimmer, that was the only way I could explain it. As soon as she had walked into that club Saturday night, I had taken notice. 

Gage never let anyone below twenty one in and he had a sharp eye for fake IDs so I had felt secure that she was an adult, old enough to drink and all. The club was also quite a distance from the college campus and much tamer too so it was a safe haven where I didn't have to worry about running into coeds. 

But not only had I run into one, I had approached her, felt her up in a public area and fallen into bed with her. Drunk on the animal attraction that had been pulsing between us. 

Sexy Lily -which I had suspected wasn't her real name but was doubly sure now- with her flaming red curls, matching red lipstick and little black dress. Sexy Lily that had felt like mine as I had broken past her hymen and made her scream. Sexy Lily that was currently sitting at my eye level looking shell shocked. 

If I hadn't spent all of the previous night engraving every inch of her into my brain with my tongue and eyes and hand, I may not have known it was her. She looked different from the siren of Saturday night. Large framed glasses sat on her nose now and her hair was done in two braids. Her delectable curves were covered by loose jeans and an even looser sweater. 

I had spied her friend behind her trying and failing to disguise herself. 

"Check your emails by the end of the day for your first assignment. Your performance in this little exercise will determine who gets to stay in my class and who'll leave. And yes, if you all perform badly, I will not be teaching any of you for the rest of the term and you'd all retake this class next year." 

I heard some murmurs of outrage and protest which I completely ignored. What were they going to do? Tell their parents on me? Report to the school administration? They'd find out I was untouchable the hard way. 

Nobody wanted to get on my bad side and there was a reason for that. I wasn't a nice man to have as an enemy. 

I saw the boy next to Miss Lane say something to her that made her smile. I gritted my teeth in annoyance. Did she just go around putting everyone under her spell? 

"Are we interrupting you, Miss Lane?" I asked. 

The class fell silent and Miss Lane's head snapped up. Her cheeks went instantly red and she shot the boy beside her a confused glance to which he swallowed and looked everywhere but at either of us. 

Good. I thought, you should be very afraid of messing with me. 

"No, sir. I- No. I'm sorry." She ducked her head. 

"You have such an amazing grasp of the English language. I cannot wait to read your essay." I mocked. "Class dismissed. Miss Lane, stay back a moment." 

She stared at me like a deer caught in headlights as the rest of the class hurried away, her blonde friend from the other night bending to whisper something in her ear before joining the exiting crowd. Miss Lane walked down the stairs, taking hesitant steps forward till she was standing before me. Even now, knowing that I couldn't and I should never have, I wanted to reach for her and pull her close, as close as we had been that night. 

I watched her visibly square her shoulders and steel her spine before she spoke. "Mr. Buford, you wanted to speak to me." 

"What's your name?" I asked. "Your real name?" I clarified. 

"Madison Lane. Sir." 

"Miss Madison Lane, what happened on Saturday was a mistake. It should never have happened. I don't sleep with children." I spat out.

Her face flushed, tiny hands curling into fists at get sides. 

"Much less students." I added. 

I watched her lips press into a thin line. 

"You and your friend had better not go around spreading stories. You won't like me if you do." 

"I don't like you now, so threaten me with something better." She quipped. 

Oh, the little kitten had claws. Unfortunately, her tiny claws were nothing compared to mine. I could rip her into pieces with little effort. I took a step closer to her and I heard her suck in a breath, her pretty, pink mouth falling open wordlessly. I wanted to do absolutely depraved things to that mouth. Electricity sparked and crackled between us, just as alive and violent as it had been before I had found out that she was forbidden to me; a too young student. The last thing I needed was a scandal attached to my name. I had left the scandalous life behind with my ex wife. Now, I did my best to keep my head down and try to blend in. 

"Miss Lane, I can make your life truly miserable for the duration of your stay in this college. I can also make sure that you hate your life afterwards. Don't take my word for it, go ahead and test me. Just remember that I don't make threats, I make promises." I said in a low, dangerous tone. 

She was still standing there, the pulse in her neck fluttering erratically when I walked away. 

What I needed to do now, was to kill my intense attraction to Madison Lane and bury it six feet under.