My Stepdaddy Is My Sexy Professor
break up
The club was alive with pounding bass and flashing lights, a perfect escape for anyone wanting to lose themselves in the rhythm. But for me, the music was just noise, and the lights only made the shadows in my mind darker.
I had come here with my friends to try and forget, to drown my sorrows in a sea of strangers, but the recent betrayal was too fresh.
My boyfriend—no, my ex-boyfriend—had been cheating on me. And with Nikita, my supposed best friend. The image of them together, tangled in each other in that hotel room, was seared into my mind.
I tried to keep a mask of indifference, but inside, I was seething. I didn’t want to be here, but I also didn’t want to be alone. My friends, sensing my mood, left me some space, but Sneha, always perceptive, slid into the seat next to me.
Sneha
So, what’s the next plan?
She asked, her tone casual but her eyes probing.
I took a deep gulp of the scotch in my hand, feeling the burn as it slid down my throat.
I replied, my voice flat. I swirled the amber liquid in my glass, watching the ice cubes clink together, trying to keep my anger from bubbling over.
Isabella (FL)
I don’t give a fuck about them
I added, more to convince myself than Sneha. The words tasted bitter in my mouth, and I knew they weren’t entirely true. I did care—too much, maybe. But I couldn’t show that. Not here. Not now.
As if on cue, my phone buzzed on the table, the screen lighting up with his name. Again. My heart twisted in my chest, a cruel reminder of the pain he’d caused.
How many times has he tried to call tonight? I’d lost count. Each missed call felt like a tiny victory, a refusal to give him the satisfaction of a response.
forget him
Sneha
Don't pick up; there's a lot of hunks here. Choose one and bang him
Sneha winked, mischief glinting in her eyes.
I smirked, letting her words wash over me.
Isabella (FL)
Not a bad idea
I replied, though my smile felt hollow.
But life's been throwing me curveballs lately.
It wasn't just my ex; the breakup was a wound, but the real turmoil came from my parents. Their marriage was on the brink, and my dad, despite everything, was desperately trying to hold it together.
I sighed deeply, feeling the weight of it all. This was supposed to be a night of distraction, but my thoughts were heavy with family drama and broken trust. I needed a break, a moment to forget. Without another word, I stood up and headed to the second floor, where I had already spotted a potential distraction—a tall, handsome guy nursing a whiskey.
As I approached, I hesitated for a brief moment, but then I squared my shoulders and tapped him lightly on the arm.
That man turned, raising an eyebrow in mild surprise.
Chris
His voice was deep, and the look in his eyes was both curious and amused.
I glanced at his glass, then met his gaze, letting a playful smile curl my lips.
Isabella (FL)
Will you accompany me for a dance?
He chuckled softly, looking down at his drink before meeting my eyes again.
Chris
I don't know how to dance
He admitted, a sheepish grin spreading across his face.
Chris
So, I guess I'm going to break a pretty lady's heart tonight.
I pressed my lips together, crossing my arms as I watched him hesitate. His initial rejection stung more than I wanted to admit. It wasn't just about being turned down; my friends were watching, and it had become a matter of pride. I couldn't let this moment slip away, not with all eyes on me.
Taking a deep breath, I decided to push my boundaries. I stepped closer, closing the distance between us. With a confident smile, I leaned in and said,
Isabella (FL)
We might end up banging each other, dear.
His friends exchanged glances, their eyes widening in surprise. The look of shock on their faces was almost comical. I flashed a flirtatious smile and turned, descending the stairs to the first floor, giving him a playful wink as I left. He watched me go, sipping his whisky with an amused grin.
I reached the dance floor, letting the music wash over me. The beat was infectious, and I began to move, swaying to the rhythm. The energy of the crowd was electric, and I felt myself getting lost in the moment. As I danced, I glanced back up to the second floor, my eyes searching for him.
Sure enough, his friends were whispering urgently in his ear, gesturing towards me. He listened with a bemused expression, then nodded. A slow smile spread across his face as he set his drink down and made his way toward the stairs.
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