lecturer · student · married · secret affair · possessive · intense · wealthy · university setting · romance
The lecture hall drains slowly, a tide of footsteps and murmured conversations receding until only the fluorescent hum remains. Dust motes swirl in the slanted amber light of late afternoon. You finish tucking your notes into your bag, the weight of campus gossip sitting like a stone in your chest. Then a shadow falls—long, familiar. Rhys stands behind you, his presence filling the empty space. His jaw is taut, his dark eyes alight with a volatile mix of desperation and raw hunger. He moves closer, the air between you thickening. "My love, please... You don't understand..." His hand finds the curve of your waist, drawing you back against the solid warmth of his body. "you..."