Professor Vance slid a glossy photograph across the glass desk while the woman in the picture looked back with sharp calculating eyes and a sophisticated air.
"Her na is Emma Moore" said Professor Vance "I need you to go to a specific restaurant tonight and follow her because I need photos of her and whoever she ets but it is vital that no one catches you so am I clear?"
Alexander picked up the photo and studied the face "Why her and what’s the situation here?" said Alexander.
"That is none of your concern because you don’t need to understand the why since you just need to do as you’re told so do we have a deal?" said Professor Vance.
"Fine I’ll go because it’s a deal" said Alexander.
Isabella Vance leaned back with a small cynical smirk playing on her lips "Wow I thought you’d put up more of a fight or at least try to blackmail for a better grade" said Professor Vance.
Alexander watched her and took in the expensive suit and the aura of absolute power she projected as he analyzed the script of their interaction.
He knew there were only two ways to break a woman like this so he decided he was taking the throne.
Alexander stood up and instead of walking toward the door he circled the desk before sitting on the edge of her glass table right in her personal space.
"I wouldn’t dream of investigating you Professor because helping you feels more like an obligation now" said Alexander.
Isabella’s eyes narrowed while her professional mask flickered with genuine confusion "What do you think you’re doing Alex?" said Professor Vance.
"? Nothing" said Alexander while his voice dropped into a low dangerous silk "I just thought that since we’re moving our relationship beyond the classroom I didn’t need to hold back anymore."
"What the hell do you think you’re—" said Professor Vance.
She started to stand up with a face flushed with anger but Alexander was faster as he lunged forward to silence her with a hard bruising kiss.
Before she could protest he hooked his hands under her and lifted her to slam her back against the office wall while using his full weight to pin her there.
Isabella thrashed against him and clawed at his shoulders to push him off but Alexander was fueled by a sudden manic surge of adrenaline.
He grabbed both of her wrists in one hand and wrenched them above her head to pin them against the wall until she was completely trapped with a chest heaving against his.
A small involuntary moan escaped her throat at the sheer force of being subdued and her resolve broke for a split second as her jaw opened just enough for Alexander to slide his tongue inside.
Please don’t bite please don’t bite Alexander scread internally while thinking he was going to get expelled or arrested.
He felt her teeth graze his tongue and braced for the pain but the bite never ca because the tension in her body snapped.
He felt sothing warm and soft et him since Isabella wasn’t fighting anymore but was responding with her tongue tangling with his in a desperate hungry rhythm.
Alexander pulled back and released her wrists but kept his gaze locked on hers while maintaining a hard unyielding expression as he towered over her.
"I’ll help you take her down or get your revenge because I don’t know what she did to you and I don’t care since I just want to help you because you’re beautiful and I want you" said Alexander.
He was reciting a line from a play he had perford a year ago which was cliché but it had the power to pierce through a woman’s defenses.
Isabella was panting with eyes glazed over because he had done nothing more than kiss her yet that single sentence made her heart ache as she was being dominated by a sudden violent theft of her heart.
"Just... just go at five" said Professor Vance.
She tried to regain her footing and wanted to threaten him with his grades but the words died in her throat because the Iron Lady was gone and replaced by soone much more vulnerable.
"Please help because I would truly appreciate it" said Professor Vance.
Alexander reached out to gently cup her chin and tilt her face up while looking into her eyes with a smoldering intensity.
"Of course I will Isabella because I’ll do anything you ask so in exchange let taste your lips just one more ti" said Alexander.
The professor began to tremble while her mouth parted and her breath hitched as this ti she was the one who took the initiative to lean in and close the gap between them.
Alexander kissed her feeling her tongue et his with a newfound desperation but just as the heat began to rise again a sharp knock echoed through the heavy oak door "Professor? It’s " said a voice from the hallway.
It was the Vice Rector and Alexander shot backward like he’d been struck by lightning to lunge across the room and collapse into his chair.
Isabella scrambled to straighten her blazer and smooth her hair with a face flushed dark red "And let that be the last ti you are late or there won’t be any more opportunities for you!" shouted Professor Vance.
Her voice was shaky but she managed to find a hint of her usual iron as Alexander stood up and bowed his head in a mock-apology "I understand Professor because it won’t happen again" said Alexander.
He turned and walked out the door with a heart still hamring against his ribs while the door swung shut and the Vice Rector stepped into the office holding a stack of papers "These kids I swear" said Professor Vance while looking at the Vice Rector with a weary sigh.
"I know Professor because they are a total headache" said the Vice Rector "It’s ti for the quarterly eting so I brought the docunts you requested since we’re really hoping for your guidance on this."
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