Elona's POV
My dressing room door opened as I loosened my hair from the messy bun. I turned around to see Mr Monroe enter and then close the door behind him. I wasn't sure why he was here. He no longer wore a jacket but a shirt, the sleeves were rolled up to his elbows. He still looked handsome.
"I didn't mean to bother you. I just wanted to check up on you. You did great in the studio," he said as he moved closer to me. My nerves kicked up.
"Thanks," I smiled. "Won't this affect our relationship as student-teacher? I mean...its inappropriate, what if people see us together in a magazine, booklets or even on billboards? I could be suspended, and you could even lose your job," I said with worry.
He gave me a smile, "I'm sure that it won't be out in public, it's only for a campaign t
