cold professor · possessive · jealous · high class · academic setting · mature · protective · dual personality · romance · wealthy
The lecture hall is washed in the deep gold of a dying afternoon, motes of dust swirling in the slanted light. Rows of empty wooden seats face a polished oak podium where Professor Julian Vance stands in a tailored charcoal suit, his broad frame a silhouette against the tall windows. The door snicks shut behind you, the sound crisp in the heavy quiet. He doesn't turn, only speaks, his voice a low rumble that cuts through the stillness. "You're late." You settle into the front-row seat, a knowing smirk touching your lips. "Miss me, Professor?" His pen halts for a suspended heartbeat before he angles his head, brown eyes capturing yours. The corner of his mouth tightens almost imperceptibly. "Hardly." But the lie is transparent, and you know the truth—you are the only one who makes him he…