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2025-02-07 01:25:57
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Her Professors NINE
Kayla walked into her dorm room, her hands filled with the bags of stuffs the king brothers bought for her. She placed them all on her bed, still reeling from the shock of it all. She ran her fingers over the soft fabric of a coat and traced the shiny surface of a silver flat shoe, her mind swirling with questions. Why did they buy all this for her? Did they pity her? Did they care? Shaking her head to clear her thoughts, Kayla turned to the mirror. Her hair was a little rough, the cornrows she’d made a few days ago starting to come undone. She sighed and carefully loosened the braids, letting her thick curls fall freely around her face. It was too late to redo them now. She grabbed her glasses and purse, ready to go to the café. She wasn’t ready to face Madeline again, but at least there she’d be too busy to dwell on her thoughts. Or even focus on Madeline. Ten minutes later, Kayla arrived at the café, slipping in through the back door. The familiar scent of coffee and fresh pas
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-02-07Her Professors TEN
Madeline's eyes widened with fear at her situation and the dark look on the faces of the men in front of her. "Why am I here?" She asked whimpering. "Hurting someone that is dear to us." Alistair said, lighting a new cigarette. "I never hurt anyone, I don't know who you are talking about." She said, her voice filled with fear. "Kayla." Eliot said. Alistair exhaled a long stream of smoke, his eyes never leaving Madeline's trembling form. He leaned down to look right into her eyes. "Don't play dumb, she may not have told us all you did to her but the ones we saw. You are going to be very sorry." he said, his voice low and dangerous. "I didn't mean to." Madeline cried. Before she could finish, Victor backhanded her with a hard and brutal force. The sound of his hand meeting her cheek echoed through the room."Lies, if you are not here, you will see want to do the same thing over and over again." Elliot said. He stepped away from her to a table that contained lot of equipment, skimmi
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-02-10Her Professors ELEVEN
After her classes for the day, Kayla left to the Kings brothers' office. She knocked on the door and it was opened from inside, by Elliot. "Kayla, good to see you again." he said with a smile that Kayla couldn't help but reciprocate. "Good afternoon, Professor King."She said. Elliot did not like that, he could wait for when she would call him by his name. She walked in to see Alistair sitted behind a desk while Victor was sitting on a sofa and Elliot joined him. "You asked to see me, Professor King?" Kayla directed her question toward Alistair, who gave her a nod. "Yes, take a seat, Kayla," Alistair said, gesturing to the chair in front of his desk. Kayla sat down, smoothing her hands over her jeans as she tried to ignore the intense gaze of all three brothers. She could feel their eyes on her, studying her quietly. It made her stomach flutter, though she couldn’t quite figure out why. Alistair leaned back in his chair, his eyes softening just a bit. "How are you liking y
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-02-12Her Professors TWELVE
Saturday MorningThe first light of dawn crept through the flimsy curtains of Kayla’s small dorm room, painting the walls with a soft, ethereal glow. The familiar symphony of birdsong outside, a chorus of chirps and trills, mingled with the distant, muffled hum of the awakening city, a low thrumming that vibrated through the floor and into the very bones of the building. Even without the jarring intrusion of an alarm clock, Kayla’s body, attuned to the rhythms of habit and routine, stirred from its slumber. Years of ingrained discipline had etched this internal clock into her very being, a reliable mechanism that roused her even when her mind craved the solace of sleep.She lay motionless for a moment, her eyes fluttering open, blinking up at the textured expanse of the ceiling. If the previous night had been one of those rare occasions when exhaustion had finally claimed her, pulling her down into the depths of unconsciousness, she might have lingered in bed, savoring the extra momen
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-02-15Her Professors THIRTEEN
The King brothers sat in their expansive office, the soft glow of the afternoon sun streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting long shadows over their sleek, dark mahogany desks. The scent of rich leather and fresh espresso lingered in the air, blending with the faint hum of computers and the occasional flipping of documents. Though they had built an empire—one that commanded respect across the continent—they had recently found themselves more preoccupied with something far more delicate. Or rather, someone. Kayla. As professors at the prestigious college where they had met her, the King brothers had taken on the additional responsibility of teaching not because they needed the job, but because it allowed them to keep an eye on her. To be near her. It was an unusual arrangement for men of their status, but for Kayla, they were willing to make exceptions. Their empire, Kings, was a powerhouse in the business world, its name synonymous with wealth, power, and prestige.
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-02-17Her Professors FOURTEEN
Kayla stepped out of the bookstore, pulling her coat tighter around her as the cool evening breeze brushed against her skin. The sun had begun its slow descent, casting long shadows across the pavement. Her bag was also filled some books she had taken a liking to. As much as she would have liked to go straight home, her empty fridge reminded hernotherwise. She sighed, shifting her bag to one shoulder as she made her way toward the small grocery store a few blocks away. She had to be mindful of what she spent—every dollar had to stretch. The streets bustled with people finishing their daily routines, couples walking hand in hand, parents ushering their children along, and students chatting as they made their way back to their various destinations. Kayla moved past them, her thoughts preoccupied with mental calculations of what she could afford. Eggs, bread, maybe some cheap pasta, she has been craving for it. Milk if it’s on sale. The bright, artificial glow of the grocery sto
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-02-18Her Professors FIFTEEN
The soft hum of the alarm pulled Kayla from her sleep. She groggily reached for her phone, squinting at the bright screen before silencing the ringing. Monday. The start of another week. She lay there for a few more moments, staring at the ceiling as her mind drifted. Yesterday had been peaceful—she had spent most of the day in her dorm, curled up with a book. But even as she read, her thoughts had constantly strayed to him. Elliot. And the money. Kayla sighed, rolling onto her side. The memory of finding the neatly folded bills in her grocery bag still lingered in her mind. At first, she had been confused. Had the cashier accidentally given her change she didn’t ask for? But no—she knew exactly how much she had paid. It didn’t take long for her to realize who had done it. Elliot. It had to be him. The thought sent heat rushing to her cheeks. Why would he do that? He had already paid for her groceries without telling her—wasn’t that enough? She wasn’t sure how she fe
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-02-20Her Professors SIXTEEN
When Alistair walked into the lecture hall, he looked around searching for Kayla. Their eyes met and Kayla looked away while he walked up to his desk in front of the students. As always the class went silent to avoid getting on the bad side of their professor. "Good morning class. There will be a quick test this morning,although it is impromptu, this test affects your grades." Alistair said. The silent class became filled with different people talking. "Shit, I should have revised last night."Kayla heard someone say from behind her. She was quiet, just trying to calm herself so she would not forget anything she had read over the weekend. Alistair leaned against the desk at the front of the room, watching the reactions of his students with mild amusement. Some groaned in frustration, others frantically whispered to their neighbors, but his eyes kept drifting back to one person—Kayla. She didn’t panic like the others. Instead, she sat still, her fingers lightly gripping her pen.
Terakhir Diperbarui : 2025-02-20
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Her Professors THIRTY NINE
The rooftop restaurant was quiet except for the occasional clink of silverware and the murmur of the sea breeze rolling in from the Aegean. The sun hovered low on the horizon, casting a warm golden hue over the whitewashed buildings. Yet none of the three brothers—Victor, Alistair, and Elliot—were paying attention to the breathtaking view. They were waiting. And tension lingered in the air like a storm cloud. Victor sat stiffly at the table, his arms folded across his chest, gaze fixed on the elevator. Alistair tapped a slow rhythm on his glass while Elliot leaned back in his chair, eyes half-lidded but alert. At last, the elevator doors opened with a soft chime. Leonidas Moretti—Leo—stepped out in tailored slacks and a crisp black shirt, sleeves rolled up just enough to reveal inked forearms. His signature cross pendant swung lightly on his chest. He looked exactly as they remembered him: confident, collected, and just dangerous enough to keep you on edge. “Gentlemen,” Leo gree
Her Professors THIRTY EIGHT
Kayla stepped into the heart of the bustling marketplace. The cacophony of vendors hawking their wares, the heady aroma of spices, and the kaleidoscope of colors painted a scene that felt like stepping into a fairytale. Even though Victor, Elliot, and Alistair, couldn’t join her—their cryptic excuse about “business” hanging in the air like an unspoken secret—she refused to miss the chance to experience the city’s vibrant soul. Instead, she ventured out with Jayden, one of their trusted bodyguards. He was a quiet, almost spectral presence, a man who moved like a shadow, blending seamlessly into the background. She didn’t know, however, that the brothers, ever vigilant, had deployed a dozen more men, each a phantom in the crowd. They were disguised as locals, tourists, merchants, even a stoic priest, their eyes fixed on her every move. Not just to protect her, but to possessively guard their queen, their precious Kayla. Oblivious to the watchful eyes, Kayla moved freely, her spirit as
Her Professors THIRTY SEVEN
Warmth kissed Kayla's skin as soft sunlight filtered through gauzy curtains, streaking pale gold across her cheeks. A faint smile tugged at her lips before her eyes even opened. The bed was cozy, and the lingering scent of cologne teased her senses. She rolled over, hugging the pillow that still held warmth. Someone had left recently. She didn’t remember falling asleep between all three brothers, but she’d gotten used to waking up with one—or all—of them nearby. Today, only silence greeted her. Kayla stretched, the silk strap of her lilac nightgown slipping off her shoulder. “Mmm,” she hummed, smiling to herself. For once, she didn’t feel dread at waking up. No cold, anxious thoughts. Just comfort. She padded barefoot to the bathroom, brushing her teeth and humming a soft tune under her breath. Her fingers lazily combed through her curls as she studied her reflection. She looked… happy. Glowing, even. And she felt it too. Downstairs, the brothers sat around the long marble dining
Her Professors THIRTY SIX
Sunlight spilled softly into the room through the sheer curtains, casting golden stripes across the rumpled sheets. Kayla stirred beneath the warmth of the covers, her body aching in a way that was both tender and thrilling. Her eyes fluttered open slowly, adjusting to the light. A weight—no, weights—pressed against her from all angles. She blinked in confusion before turning her head to the left. Victor was nestled into the crook of her neck, his soft, steady breaths warming her skin. One of his arms was draped protectively over her waist, the other resting beneath her head like a pillow. A glance downward revealed Alistair lying diagonally across her torso, his head resting just below her chest. His dark hair spilled across her skin, and she could feel the subtle movement of his breath. It rose and fell rhythmically, as if he were utterly at peace. But that wasn’t all. Lower still, Elliot lay sprawled with his head on her stomach, his arm loosely wrapped around her thigh
Her Professors THIRTY FIVE
The morning sun, a gentle caress on her skin, mingled with the heady aroma of Italian coffee and sweet pastries. After a delightful breakfast, Victor, Elliot, and Alistair, their eyes sparkling with mischief, ushered Kayla out of the villa. A sleek, obsidian-black car, a testament to understated luxury, waited in the grand circular driveway, its polished surface reflecting the vibrant hues of the surrounding gardens. "Where are we going?" Kayla asked, her voice a soft murmur against the backdrop of the morning's symphony. The air, crisp and alive, carried the promise of adventure, a delicate blend of blooming jasmine and the warm, yeasty scent of freshly baked pastries from a nearby café. Elliot, a mischievous glint in his azure eyes, slid into the plush leather seat beside her. "That would ruin the surprise, bellissima. Just sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride." His tone, playful yet possessive, sent a flutter of anticipation through her. The car purred to life, gliding smoothl
Her Professors THIRTY FOUR
Kayla woke up feeling utterly refreshed, a sensation that spread through her like warm honey, her body sinking into the plush, cloud-like mattress. The morning sun, a gentle, golden glow, filtered through the sheer, ivory curtains, casting soft, dappled patterns across the room. Perhaps it was the change in environment, the crisp, clean Italian air that whispered promises of adventure and romance, or simply the comforting, undeniable presence of the brothers that made her feel so profoundly well-rested. With a contented sigh, a soft, almost purring sound, she stretched, her limbs extending languidly, savoring the moment of blissful tranquility before reluctantly sitting up. Slipping out of the bed, her bare feet sinking into the thick, luxurious carpet, she padded toward the en-suite bathroom, a spacious haven of marble and polished chrome. The cool, smooth surface of the marble felt soothing against her skin. She brushed her teeth, the minty freshness awakening her senses, before st
Her Professors THIRTY THREE
The private jet, a sleek, silver bird of luxury, touched down smoothly, the hum of the powerful engines fading into a gentle whisper as the aircraft taxied to a graceful stop on the tarmac. Kayla, who had drifted into a light nap nestled between the warm, comforting presences of the brothers, stirred slightly, her eyelids fluttering open. A soft yawn escaped her lips as she stretched, the lingering drowsiness quickly dispelled by a sense of excited anticipation. As the doors of the jet swung open, a rush of warm, sun-kissed air greeted them, carrying with it the unmistakable, intoxicating scent of Italy—freshly turned earth, the salty tang of the distant sea, and the rich, lingering aroma of strong espresso emanating from the small airport café. It was a sensory symphony, a vibrant welcome that instantly awakened Kayla’s senses. Victor, ever the gentleman, stepped out first, his dark eyes sparkling with a proprietary warmth as he turned to offer Kayla his hand. His touch was gentl
Her Professors THIRTY TWO
Kayla stirred awake, stretching her arms above her head as she blinked against the soft morning light filtering through the curtains. A small frown tugged at her lips when she realized the bed beside her was empty, the warmth of her lovers long gone. She sighed, rolling out of bed and heading to the bathroom to freshen up. The lingering scent of their shared night, a mix of their individual colognes and the subtle musk of intimacy, still hung in the air, a phantom caress that made her smile despite the empty bed. The warm shower soothed her sleep-fogged mind, the water cascading over her skin like a gentle massage. She lingered under the spray, letting the steam envelop her, washing away the last vestiges of sleep. After drying off, she slipped into a comfortable summer dress, a flowing piece of pale blue fabric that flattered her figure and felt light against her skin. She applied a touch of lip gloss and ran a brush through her hair, allowing the natural waves to fall around her s
Her Professors THIRTY ONE
The next morning, Kayla was still in a deep sleep when she felt a warm hand gently brush over her cheek. A soft groan escaped her lips as she turned away, pulling the blanket over her head in protest. “Kayla,” a familiar voice called in a low, teasing tone. “Come on, baby girl, time to wake up.” She recognized that voice immediately—Elliot. “Mmm… five more minutes,” she mumbled sleepily, snuggling deeper into the warmth of the blanket. Elliot chuckled, clearly amused. “You said that ten minutes ago.” Kayla felt the mattress dip beside her before the covers were suddenly yanked off her. A gasp escaped her lips as the cold air hit her skin, and she groaned, blinking up at Elliot, who was grinning down at her with a mischievous glint in his blue eyes. “You’re so annoying,” she grumbled, rubbing her eyes. “And yet, you love me,” Elliot replied smugly, running a hand through his messy blond hair. He leaned down, pressing a quick kiss to her forehead. “Now get up. You have c
