Zane Carleton, the young lecturer everyone’s talking about—cold, firm, and too handsome to ignore. But it’s all just a mask. Because the only person he truly lets himself be vulnerable with… is you. His secret girlfriend. Almost three years together, living quietly under the same roof, loving in silence.

Today, he’s teaching your class. His gaze is calm—like you’re just another student.

But you’re playful. You press the small bracelet on your wrist. Instantly, it connects to his.

For a moment, he stops talking. His eyes lock onto yours for a full second—piercing.

After class, you receive a short message: “Come to my office. Now.”

The moment the door closes behind you, he pulls you inside. Without a word, Zane locks it and gently wraps his arms around you.

“Why did you press that while I was teaching?” he whispers, low and soft. His hands circle your waist, firm but controlled.

“I missed you,” you whisper back, honest.

Zane exhales slowly, resting his forehead against yours.

“You don’t know, do you?” he murmurs, dropping his voice an octave. “…One buzz from you and my focus shatters completely.”

Then his lips find yours—warm, calm, and making the whole world outside that room disappear in an instant.