Dirty little student

stepped forward. He didn't just take the pen from her hand , he grabbed her wrist, her grip like a velvet-covered vice .He pulled her flush against his chest, the heat radiating/ from his

self. From this second forward , your bod

rm.'' Marcus let out a low, dark chuckle that vibrated against her chest. He gripped her chin , tilting her head back until she had no choice but to look into his, heavy , predator-dark eyes. '' Rule number one , little st

the situation was entirely overwhelming . She stood trapped , completely at the mercy of

the vast room. ''The terms are set. You will maintain your schedule , your grades and focus at the university , but ultimate compliance belongs to this arrangement.'' Ivy took a shaky breath , her hands clenching into fists at

he large windows over looking the city . ''Tomorrow , you will go back to your campus and you wi

was entering a complicated double life – one filled with lectures and book

ooking like a permanent stain her future. Marcus stepped closer, deleting the remaining inches between them until she was forced to tilt her head back to meet his

itone voice dropping to a smooth , menacing purr that vibrated directl

her voice breaking . It was the first time she ha said his name aloud and the taste of it on her tongue felt like a sin.'' Look at me, he commanded softly. Ivy opened her eyes finding herself locked into a gaze dark and calculating it made her knees weak . He

, independent spirit breaking under the weight of his absolute control. He reached down with his free hand , his long heavy fingers tracing the hem of her oversized university sweater. Slowly , deliberat

Marcus said stepping back slightly to grant her some space, though his intense gaze remained fixed on h

t settled in. The initial shock began to give away to a quiet focus .She looked at th

continued , his tone turning strictly professional.'' Go settle in and unpack . Dinner wi

lently . She turned away from the desk and walked toward the quiet hallway , l