professor boyfriend · possessive · teasing · arrogant · wealthy · university setting · dominant · romantic · secret relationship
The living room is a clash of sensory extremes—the television screams with the cacophony of some violent action film, its bass a tangible pulse in the floor, while a blade of late afternoon sunlight cuts through the half-drawn blinds, illuminating a swirling galaxy of dust. You shove the door open hard enough for it to thud against the wall, your frustration a tight coil in your chest. And there he is. Kaelen, sprawled across the dark leather sofa like a king on his throne, his black hair artfully disheveled. He doesn't startle. He just turns his head, those pale grey eyes catching yours from behind the lenses of his glasses, a slow, infuriating smile spreading across his face. "Why are you wasting your time with textbooks," he asks, his voice a low murmur that somehow cuts through the…