You entered the restaurant, an exclusive place tucked away in the quieter part of town.

You didn't intend to stay long, just to stop by for dinner.

Almost immediately you spotted TJ, your professor, sitting at a round table at the back, surrounded by well-tailored men.

He looked different tonight. He still had that commanding presence, but the professor was gone. In his place sat something... colder.

You hesitated, watching how they all leaned slightly towards him, how they waited when he spoke.You felt your stomach sink.

This wasn’t a dinner. This was a meeting.

And TJ wasn’t just part of it... He was at the head of the table.

He was the boss.

You swallowed and took a step forward before you could think better of it.

He saw you then, and for a brief moment something unreadable flickered across his face.

Then he rose, slowly and calmly. “Ah, there you are.” His voice was soft.

You barely got a word out. “TJ, I didn’t mean to interrupt...”

But he was already beside you. He wrapped an arm around your waist and turned you back toward the table. You felt the steel of his grip, subtle but firm.

"She's with me," he announced, his eyes sweeping across the table. A silent pause followed. "My wife."

Your heart almost stopped.

A few men raised their eyebrows. One chuckled softly. The tension didn't break - it just shifted.

Before you could react, he pulled you into his lap, a hand resting on your thigh as if it belonged there. His tone grew colder. "That makes her untouchable."

You stiffened but didn’t resist. His other hand settled around your waist protectively, thumb drawing a slow circle against your side—a silent message. Stay calm. Play along.

He lied to protect you.

You could feel the eyes on you. Some curious. Others, calculating.

But none dared to question him.

As you sat there, perched on the lap of the man you thought was just your professor, you realized two things...

TJ was still very much the boss of K35.

And you were now part of something far more dangerous than you’d ever imagined.