All Chapters of Alpha Professor's Forbidden Affair: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

HIRAM’S POV:As I stop the car in the parking lot, Juniper opens the door and strides off without a second glance. I exhale sharply, stepping out and following her. She pushes the front door open without knocking and brushes past Winston. She quickens her pace down the hall.“June!” I call, but she doesn’t stop.I speed up, reaching for her hand and pulling her back to me, my arms wrapping around her waist to keep her from slipping away. She struggles against my grip, her hands pounding on my chest as though that could make me let go.“You know that isn’t doing anything, right?” I ask, looking down at her tiny figure, still struggling relentlessly. She scoffs and averts her gaze, clenching her jaw. “It was never my intention for you to see the paintings, and—”“So I wouldn’t find out you’re a creep who paints every woman he has sex with?” she snaps in a sharp tone. Her words are so off the mark that a short laugh escapes my lips, which makes her scowl.“What’s so funny?” she demands,

JUNIPER’S POV: It’s been a while since Hiram asked me to be his girlfriend, and it has been a bed of roses. Maybe it is because he is my first functional boyfriend, but he makes me feel special in ways I can’t explain. The only downside is that we have to pretend in school, and we are always on the lookout for familiar faces in the city too. He says he has it worse with me because of my friends like Gunther, but he has no clue how I have to restrain myself from smacking females in the hallway when they make sexual comments about him. Today, I went to sleep in Hiram’s arms. I had come down with a terrible fever like I do almost every month, and he insisted I sleep in his house. Everything is going fine until I wake up in the middle of the night with an ear-splitting headache. “Hiram,” I call out, but he doesn’t respond. This causes me to flip my eyes open to meet the bed bare and the room in total darkness. I groan, grabbing my head, which feels as though there are a hundred drumme

HIRAM’S POV:I sit on the edge of the bed for a moment, her scent lingering in the air, taunting me. My body hums with frustration and longing, thinking of the fact I have to let her go. I want more of her, but her safety matters first. As the ghost of her lips burns against mine, I push myself up with a groan, making my way to the bathroom like I have no mind of my own.The sound of running water greets me as I open the door, and I see her standing naked in front of the mirror. Her fingers toy with her hair, twisting it into a loose knot. As I appreciate the curves of her body, she glances at me briefly.“Do you need something?” she asks, continuing with her hair.“Maybe.” A smirk hangs on my lips as I step into the room.I move to the oversized tub, turning the knobs to adjust the temperature. Steam curls upward, filling the space with warmth as the water begins to rise. Then I walk toward her, pulling her close to me, allowing her back to rest on my chest as my hands trail down the

HIRAM’S POV:Juniper canceled on me the previous night. When I saw her text saying she won’t meet with me, I wanted to go to her, but I couldn’t. It was the last night of the full moon, and I knew I couldn’t risk being out of my house. This is a part of her I don’t like. Concealing her pain and doing something drastic the next day.As I make my way to her classroom this morning, all I can think of is the tricks she has up her sleeves, and I hope I survive it.“Good morning, class,” I say as I walk into the class.My heart races as I try not to look at her, but I can’t help it. I’m drawn to her like a magnet, so my eyes involuntarily search for her in the crowd.She’s sitting in the middle row in front, leaning slightly forward with her arms crossed on her desk, and her eyes solely on me with a smirk hanging on her lips. Then I see it—what she’s wearing. A thin, snug-fitting top that clings to her in all the wrong ways. No, scratch that—all the right ways, but not for anyone else to se

JUNIPER’S POV“What does he want from you?” Hiram’s voice cuts through.I shrug casually, brushing him off.“Probably to ask why I missed his class. He is my lecturer, you know.” Hiram’s brows knit together with a frown, which makes me regret my response at once, as I hadn’t intended it to sound the way it did.“God, Hiram. Not every lecturer is out to sleep with me. Professor Victor is old, strict, and probably has a lovely family.” I try to sound nonchalant, but the unease in his gaze doesn’t waver.“You think I’m worried for nothing?” His tone has a tinge of frustration simmering beneath it.I sigh.“Do you not want me to go?”“It’s not that.” His voice softens. “It’s just... meeting him in his office. Behind closed doors. That’s unnecessary. If it’s about class, he could’ve addressed it there. Anything can happen when you’re alone with him, Juniper. I just want you to be careful.”I lean in and kiss him, hoping to reassure him. “I can handle myself, Hiram.”The hallway to Professo