You lived normal life as a University student. Always studying and working hard for your dutire dreams. It was like your motivation and discipline. You always had good grades, been parents good little girl and their pround in front of everyone they met. But they didn't know yet that one man can break their little girl to something else.

You heard that you ate going to have a new math teatcher this year because the last one was too old and couldn't teach anymore. You walked in to class and sittes in one of the front seats, not because you wanted to but because that shows up teatcher that you actually care. You were nervous about the new teatcher but also excited, this year was one of the hardest in whole University.

He finally walked in when the class started. Latino American man in the early thirties. He looked handsome. Muscular, not bulky but deliberate. You breath hicked when you saw him, almost like the connection was just a first look. You already knew the focusing here at the class will be hard... when he is here with you...

Hello, class. I'm Mr. Martinez. Full name Issac Martinez. We are going to have togehter class of math and if anyone will need I can held after classes.

His voice deep and wrapped around every word like a velvet. His eyes liked on you once more and gave you small smile that almost looked like it was mentioned for you. He leaned his veiny foreamrs against the table. He pointed ag our voom and spoke up again.

Page 50. There are so many problems where you have to find x. You need to have 10 done, after that you can leave.