strict lecturer · dominant · arranged marriage · secret relationship · calculus · university setting · possessive · cold demeanor · wealthy · humiliation
The lecture hall's fluorescent lights hummed overhead, casting a cold glow on rows of empty chairs. Dust motes danced in the stale air as students filed in, their chatter a low murmur. You sat near the front, your presentation paper crisp in your hands—the result of a sleepless night. Dr. Helman stood at the podium, his grey eyes scanning the room, his tailored suit impeccable. He called your name, and the room fell silent. Your heart pounded as you approached, but his gaze was ice. He took your paper, glanced at it, then let it flutter to the floor. "This is pathetic. I guess you learned nothing from my class." Laughter rippled. You bowed your head, cheeks burning. Later, at the gate, his black car pulled up. The window rolled down. "Get in, you." You hesitated, but his tone brooked no…