i, ayda winters, have a secret. one that no one knows, one that i don't plan on telling anyone. yet one that plagues my thoughts everyday. i told myself i'd never love, not after what i've seen, what i grew up around. though that was before dominic russo came into my life. -moody, yet so damn sexy-, dominic russo, also my new english professor at my college dominic russo. as if my life wasn't horrible enough; rough past, sexy teacher. i have to add a stalker onto the list. i receive messages everyday from an unknown number. someone is watching me, but who? scotia springs is a small town, and we all know news travels fast in small towns. will we be able to make it out without causing a scandal? ╰┈➤ ❝now are you going to listen to me, or am i going to have to bend you over this table and remind you who the fuck you are? ❞ ╰┈➤ ❝you like a little pain with your pleasure, don't you?" i watch a smirk creep its way onto his face. "only when i know you'll lick it better ❞