𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐎𝐁𝐒𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍

Prologue

[READ CHAPTER 42 IF YOU HAVE PROBLEM WITH THE PROLOGUE]

"Strip," he commanded, stepping closer. His dark eyes burned with intensity, pinning me in place. Before I could even react, he closed the remaining distance, one arm snaking around my waist while the other grasped my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze.

"P-Professor..." I stammered, my voice trembling. Fear curled in my stomach-I was terrified of him. But before I could utter another word, he silenced me, pressing a finger against my lips.

"Rudra," he corrected, his voice deep and possessive. "Call me Rudra. I'm not your professor here I'm your husband. And a good wife listens to her husband." He leaned in, his breath warm against my skin as he inhaled my scent. "Now, strip for me."

My body froze. I couldn't move. The air between us crackled with tension, but when I hesitated, his lips brushed against my neck. A soft kiss. Then another. Until he sank his teeth into my skin, marking me as his. A shiver ran down my spine.

"You belong to me," he murmured against my throat. When I still didn't obey, he took matters into his own hands. His fingers found the buttons of my blouse, unhooking them one by one. With each flick, my pulse quickened, heat spreading through me.

"Beautiful," he whispered, his lips brushing my ear. He tugged my blouse down, leaving me in nothing but my lacy bra.

My face turned crimson under his intense stare. A slow, knowing smirk curved his lips.

I never imagined I'd end up married to the one man who scared me the most.

My mathematics professor.