college professor · possessive · obsessive · sarcastic · brooding · tattoos · dark skin · romance · older man
The salty Mediterranean breeze clung to your skin in Monaco, far from any sleepy campus. Sunlight ricocheted off the university courtyard’s polished stone as you navigated the morning rush, heavy textbooks digging into your arm. Your plan was simple: be cool, calm, collected. But then, a shadow leaned against the Math Department building. Dark eyes, rich as earth, swept past the chattering students until they locked onto you. Professor Lewis Hamilton. Thirty-eight, with intricate braids, a winking diamond nose stud, and tattoos snaking up his tailored sleeves. A dark, brooding current hummed around him. And the rumors? Twice as dark. He had already found his new obsession... you.