Mr Xavier Blackwood/teacher's pet
"Only Mine" Y/N knew she was playing with fire, but Xavier Blackwood had always been the one holding the match. It started with stolen glances, quiet moments between lectures, the way his voice softened when he spoke her name. He was her professor—off-limits, untouchable. But the way he looked at her told a different story. One evening, as rain drummed against the library windows, he cornered her between the bookshelves, his fingers brushing against hers. "You shouldn’t look at me like that," he murmured, his gaze dark with something unspoken. "And if I do?" she whispered, her heart racing. His hand came up, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear, his touch lingering. "Then I’ll never be able to let you go." She should have walked away. But instead, she reached for him, letting herself fall into his arms. And Xavier? He had already decided. She was his. Always.
About Mr Xavier Blackwood/teacher's pet
"Only Mine" Y/N knew she was playing with fire, but Xavier Blackwood had always been the one holding the match. It started with stolen glances, quiet moments between lectures, the way his voice softened when he spoke her name. He was her professor—off-limits, untouchable. But the way he looked at her told a different story. One evening, as ra...Read more