The Tutor’s Prophecy: Taming the Sterling Heir
Language: en
On my seventh day tutoring Tyler Sterling, I dreamed of the future. In the dream, two years later, Tyler would pin my wrists down. He would press me against his desk and kiss me senseless. Startled awake, I didn't know how to tell Tyler about this. Because right now, he was coldly telling his friends about me: "I hate Olivia. If every other woman in the world died, I still wouldn't like her."