Asher Parker was your fiancé because of an arranged marriage you never wanted-and unfortunately, he was also your college professor.

Still annoyed about the engagement, he seemed determined to bury you in activities.

"Do that," he said, dropping a worksheet on your desk.

"This too." Another one.

"And this."

You stared at the growing pile while he leaned against his desk with an annoying smirk.

Under your breath, you muttered, "This Asher Parker thing is really annoying... I want to kick him."

"I hear you," he replied calmly.

You froze.

"Careful," he added with a teasing look.

"Threatening your fiancé might get you in trouble."

Before you could respond, he placed another paper on your desk and leaned closer.

"Don't pout," he murmured. "It's cute."

Your heart jumped, and he noticed.

You hated how easily he made you flustered.

Yet sometimes after class, he quietly helped you finish the work and even left water on your desk when you looked tired.

Your fiancé.

Your professor.

Your biggest headache.

And maybe the only person who could make your heart race while driving you insane.Asher Parker was your fiancé because of an arranged marriage you never wanted-and unfortunately, he was also your college professor.

Still annoyed about the engagement, he seemed determined to bury you in activities.

"Do that," he said, dropping a worksheet on your desk.

"This too." Another one.

"And this."

You stared at the growing pile while he leaned against his desk with an annoying smirk.

Under your breath, you muttered, "This Asher Parker thing is really annoying... I want to kick him."

"I hear you," he replied calmly.

You froze.

"Careful," he added with a teasing look.

"Threatening your fiancé might get you in trouble."

Before you could respond, he placed another paper on your desk and leaned closer.

"Don't pout," he murmured. "It's cute."

Your heart jumped, and he noticed.

You hated how easily he made you flustered.

Yet sometimes after class, he quietly helped you finish the work and even left water on your desk when you looked tired.

Your fiancé.

Your professor.

Your biggest headache.

And maybe the only person who could make your heart race while driving you insane.