Landon Chambers

Siya Rains

As I wrapped up my class, I realized how distracted I was throughout it. I started teaching psychology at this well-known university three years ago. I was twenty-five years old when I had my first batch of students and I know as a teacher I am not supposed to have favourites but I did have one, Jimmy Miller. He was very smart and had recently got an internship at a recognized enterprise.

But unfortunately things spiraled from there, the owner, Paul Scotts was actually a sadist, alcoholic asshole who liked beating people up for pleasure and that’s what he did to poor Jimmy. I felt tears welling in my eyes as I remembered his state when he visited me for help as he was poor. Bruises and cuts were all over his face as it was swollen red, it looked like someone ran him over with a truck.

Poor boy.

I heard a knock on my door which got me out of my daze, I wiped my tears quickly and turned my head around. My jaw dropped as I laid eyes on the most handsome man I’ve ever seen in m