All Chapters of Professor's Captive: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Noah's hands roamed over Belle’s body, caressing every curve and dip until she was aching for more of his touch. "I want to taste you," he murmured, his lips brushing against the sensitive skin of her neck. "Every inch of you." Belle shivered at the promise in his words. Almost as if he could sense her need, Noah's hands slid up her sides, coming to rest just below the swell of her breasts. His thumbs brushed over the peaks, sending jolts of electricity straight to her core. Unable to resist any longer, Noah tugged down the front of her dress, exposing her breasts to his hungry gaze. He groaned at the sight, his eyes darkening with desire. "You're perfect," he breathed, before leaning down to take one nipple into his mouth. The sensation was incredible, the wet heat of

The morning sunlight grew brighter as the day continued to creep forward, but neither of them moved. The world outside their bedroom felt distant, almost unreal, as if it didn’t exist in this bubble of warmth and intimacy they’d created. Belle felt her mind drifting, thinking about how far she’d come, how far they’d come. She remembered when Noah had first entered her life, a stranger whose gaze alone could send her pulse racing. He was a man who seemed so unattainable, so distant, yet now here they were, wrapped around each other like they’d always been meant to fit this way. A part of her had fought this for so long, afraid of what it meant to open herself up to someone like him. But now, lying in his arms, it felt like the most natural thing in the world. "You're thinking too much," Noah said suddenly

The air between them had felt almost perfect, as if the world outside their intimate moments didn't exist. But that morning, as Belle sat alone in the quiet of their shared apartment, her mind started to wander back to something that had been lingering on the edges of her consciousness. There had always been a distance to Noah, a part of him he kept hidden.She didn’t like secrets, but she also didn’t want to pry. After all, wasn’t everyone entitled to some part of themselves, a small piece they kept to themselves? But lately, Belle couldn’t shake the feeling that whatever Noah was hiding was big. Bigger than she had originally thought.The unease grew in her chest as she recalled fleeting moments, Noah’s hesitation when she’d asked about his past, the way his phone would sometimes buzz with a message that left his face tight with tension.Today, that tension was palpable even when he wasn’t in the room. She could feel i

The air felt electric in the wake of their conversation, a mixture of tension and determination threading between Belle and Noah as they settled into a new reality. With their families’ tangled histories looming over them, every moment spent together felt charged with possibility—and danger.Belle took a deep breath, looking around her apartment as if seeing it for the first time. This space, once a sanctuary, was now a potential battleground, a place where secrets could unravel and truths could surface. Her heart raced at the thought of what was to come.“Okay,” she said, breaking the silence that had settled between them. “What’s our first step?”Noah looked thoughtful for a moment, his brows furrowing as he considered their options. “We need to gather information—understand what exactly we’re dealing with. I have some contacts who might be able to help us look into your family’s past, the busin

The sun had dipped below the horizon, casting long shadows over the apartment. The amber glow of twilight filtered through the blinds, painting the walls with a warm, fleeting light. Belle moved quietly around the kitchen, her mind racing as she set two glasses of wine on the counter. Tonight felt different. Noah had been distant lately, a little too preoccupied with things he hadn’t yet explained, and although he tried to hide it, she could sense the tension building.They lived together, sharing space, sharing moments, and yet there was still a part of him that felt unreachable. Belle had always known Noah had secrets, had a past buried in shadows, but it was growing harder to ignore the weight of what he wasn’t telling her.She poured the wine slowly, trying to focus on something other than the knots in her stomach. She loved him, trusted him, but there were times when she caught him staring off into the distance, as if lost in a memory he couldn’t