Illicit Acquiescence: A Forbidden Romance by G. Elena

Author:G. Elena [Elena, G.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-09-04T16:00:00+00:00

Laura is humming a random tune as she walks down the hall, almost colliding into me. I look up just in time to see her pursed lips and then her scoffing when I maneuver to not crash into her.

“Julián! You could’ve knocked me over,” she exclaims.

I roll my eyes and sigh. “I didn’t see you. It wouldn’t be such a bad thing though, if I did.”

She scoffs, following me as I get closer to my office door. I halt and turn my head back at her. She smiles and nods at my office.

“You can’t come in here anymore.”

Her eyes widen, and she laughs. “Honey, your office is my office. Now, let me in.” She reaches her pale fingers up to the door handle and I cover it with my palm. I grip her hand over the door handle and she gasps.

“I said no, Laura. I’ve got a ton of assignments to grade and a long day ahead of me. I’ve got two night classes. Please don’t start with me.”

And to make my point, I tap with my other hand to the schedule taped to my office door. It has my office hours and my course schedule so students can know where I am at all times.

She rolls her eyes and pulls her hand out of my grip. “Fine, Julián. You can be rude all you want, but I know you’ll be walking to my office later today. I’m free for dinner tomorrow night, thought you might want to know.”

“Doubt it,” I mumble. She smiles, as if pretending she didn’t hear me, stuck in her delusional world. She nods and turns on her heels, leaving me in the hallway.

I sigh and twist the handle, pushing the door and getting inside the office. I shut it and lean my head back into the frosted glass. Thankfully, it’s frosted enough that you can’t see inside from the hallway.

“Hey, professor,” a voice calls behind me and I whip around and almost have a heart attack.

Eliana is sitting, legs crossed over one another, on my desk. Her burgundy skirt is too short for her own good, but she’s got black tights on covering any skin. Her collared shirt is layered by a sweater vest. Her hair is down, but has two clips on the sides of her head holding back some strands. She looks ethereal, and I lick my lips before I remember where I am.

“How’d you get in here?” I ask, stepping closer to her. She wiggles her ankles before laughing.

“The door was unlocked.” She drums her fingers over her knee as I get closer to her. Her eyes fuck me as she takes in my outfit. I wore brown slacks and a nice beige sweater. I’m glad I put a little more effort into dressing this morning, especially with the reaction she’s giving me.

But then I remember how close Laura was to entering the office. I close our distance and wrap my hand behind her neck, forcing her to look up at me.

“My ex-wife was right outside that door,” I fume.

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