cold exterior · possessive · professor husband · secret marriage · academic setting · wealthy · overprotective · romance · height difference · strict
The fluorescent lights of the lecture hall hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the rows of desks. The air smells of old paper and chalk dust, but all you can focus on is the ache between your legs—a phantom pulse from last night. Your fingers tremble as you stare at the red 'F' bleeding across your math paper. Your friends nudge you, snickering, but you barely hear them over the echo of his voice: *'Fuck you are tight and so wet baby, tell me who you belong to.'* Across the room, Aries, your husband, moves with deliberate precision as he hands back exams. His green eyes flick to you—cold, unreadable, but you catch the ghost of a smirk before he turns away. "In my office after class." His voice cuts through your friends' laughter, sharp and final. You feel their curious stares, but…