Chapter: Buried truth10:20 PM. Vivienne’s Room. Carter Mansion.The house had settled into its usual night rhythm.Distant clinks from the kitchen.A door closing somewhere down the hall.The low hum of the generator kicking in and out like a steady pulse.Vivienne shut her bedroom door behind her and leaned back against it for a second.Not to rest.To listen.Nothing unusual.No footsteps lingering. No voices just outside the door.Still, she stayed there a moment longer, eyes on the handle, as if expecting it to turn.It didn’t.She stepped away.The shopping bags from earlier sat untouched on the chaise. Peach fabric peeked out from one of them, the color too soft, too harmless for what it had become.Armor, she had called it.The word lingered.Vivienne crossed the room slowly and set the Lawrence Holdings file on her bed.It looked ordinary.That was the most dangerous thing about it.A worn leather cover. Slightly frayed edges. No lock. No label that would make anyone curious at a glance.You could
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Chapter: The Phantom Limb8:45 PM. The Penthouse.Aria stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, looking out at the skyline. From this height, the city looked like a circuit board of gold and amber. Far in the distance, the lights of the Link Bridge cut through the darkness like a suspended blade.She held a glass of Pinot Grigio, but she hadn’t taken a sip in twenty minutes. The condensation dripped cold onto her fingers, but she didn’t wipe it off.She was back in the car.“I like the wind. It feels like flying.”The words looped in her mind, over and over.It wasn’t just what Vivienne said. It was the biological impossibility of it.Aria knew fear. She knew the smell of it, the twitch of it. When they were children, Vivienne used to scream if a cockroach scurried across the floor. When they were teenagers, Vivienne refused to watch horror movies because they gave her nightmares.And today? Aria had driven like a madwoman on the very site of Vivienne's near-death experience.And Vivienne had just… smiled.It was
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Chapter: The dust on the floor6:00 PM. The Carter Mansion.Richard Carter walked into his study, his steps heavy. The meeting with the bank had been a disaster. They were getting nervous about the leadership changes at the Carter Group. They wanted assurances that only Aria could give.He rubbed his face, groaning. He needed a drink.He walked to the hidden wall safe behind the mahogany bookshelf not the one in the bedroom, but the one where he kept the real keys. The keys to the storage units, the safe deposit boxes, and the attic.He spun the dial. Right. Left. Right.Click.He pulled the heavy steel door open.He reached for the small brass key ring that hung on the hook in the back.His hand stopped in mid-air.The key ring was swinging.It was a microscopic movement a tiny pendulum sway, back and forth. But in the stagnant air of the safe, it shouldn't be moving at all.Richard stared at it.The keys were supposed to be coated in a thin layer of dust. He hadn't touched them in years.He reached out and touche
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Chapter: The sekelon key1:30 PM. The Carter Mansion.Vivienne walked through the front door, the rustle of shopping bags announcing her arrival. She didn’t stumble. She didn’t look exhausted. She walked with a strange, buzzing energy.Elizabeth was waiting in the foyer, her hands twisted anxiously in her lap. She stood up the moment she saw her daughter.“Vivienne? Are you okay? Did she hurt you?”Vivienne dropped the bags on the floor. She took off her sunglasses, revealing eyes that were bright, alert, and terrifyingly clear.“She tried,” Vivienne said, a small, dark smile playing on her lips. “She drove like a maniac over the bridge. She tried to make me scream. She tried to make me remember.”Elizabeth gasped, rushing forward to check Vivienne for injuries. “Oh my God. I knew it. I shouldn’t have let you go. Is she insane?”“No,” Vivienne said, stepping back from her mother’s fussing hands. “She’s scared.”She walked into the living room and poured herself a glass of water, her movements precise.“She bo
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Chapter: The Stress TestThe Next Morning. 9:00 AM. The Cross Mansion.Aria didn’t sleep. She spent the night staring at the ceiling, replaying the whisper in her head like a corrupted audio file.“I know what you did. You witch.”Was it real? Or was it the guilt finally cracking her psyche?She sat up, throwing the duvet off. She wasn't a woman who waited for the monster to come out from under the bed. She was the woman who dragged it out and shot it.She needed to know. She needed to break Vivienne’s mask.She picked up her phone and dialed the Carter Mansion.Ring. Ring.“Hello?” It was the housekeeper.“Put my mother on,” Aria ordered, walking to her walk-in closet.A moment later, Elizabeth’s icy voice came on the line. “What do you want, Aria?”“Good morning to you too, Mom,” Aria said, pulling out a hanger. “I’m coming to pick Vivienne up in an hour. We’re going dress shopping.”“Absolutely not,” Elizabeth snapped instantly. “She is resting. She is not going anywhere with you.”“It’s for the wedding, M
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Chapter: I know what you didCarter Mansion. Late Afternoon.The Carter mansion was unusually quiet when Aria arrived too quiet, like a house holding its breath.She stepped inside with several branded gift bags swinging lightly from her wrist.“Hi, familia!” Aria called out brightly, her voice echoing through the marble hall.A maid hurried in from the corridor, bowing slightly.“Good afternoon, ma’am.”Aria smiled. “Good afternoon. Where is everyone?”“Madam Elizabeth stepped out with Mr. Carter,” the maid replied. “Miss Vivienne is upstairs.”“Oh,” Aria said lightly. “Alright then.”She walked into the living room and settled comfortably onto the couch, crossing her legs like she owned the space which, technically, she now did.“Get me a glass of juice,” she added casually.“Yes, ma’am.”Two minutes later, the maid returned with a chilled glass. Aria took a slow sip, scrolling absently on her phone.Footsteps sounded on the staircase.Aria looked up.Vivienne stood at the top, one hand resting lightly on the r
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Caught In Desire
Nora Oscar thought she could have anyone but Edwin Hart was untouchable, brilliant… and painfully serious. She didn’t know he was her lecturer, and he didn’t want her… at least not at first.
Between coffee spills, awkward library encounters, nosy friends, and his deadpan sarcasm, Nora’s attempts to charm him keep failing spectacularly but somehow, she’s slowly breaking through his icy exterior.
He wasn’t supposed to fall. She wasn’t supposed to tempt him. But in a campus full of mischief, flirtation, and chaos, desire doesn’t care about the rules.
Can a student and her lecturer survive the sparks, the scandal, and the ridiculous moments in between?
Basahin
Chapter: New NoraWeeks LaterTime didn’t stop.It didn’t wait for feelings to settle.It simply… moved.And somehow—Nora moved with it.At first, it wasn’t easy.She still caught herself sometimes.Looking up during lectures—Expecting something.A glance.A moment.Anything.But nothing came.And slowly…She stopped looking.Her routine changed.Early mornings.Actual studying.Highlighted notes.Practice questions.Group discussions she used to ignore.Mary noticed first.“Okay, this is getting scary now,” she said one afternoon, watching Nora scribble notes like her life depended on it. “Who are you and why are you academically violent?”Nora didn’t even look up.“I’m fixing my life.”Mary blinked.“…At this rate, you’ll graduate with first class and forget my name.”Nora smirked slightly.“Relax. I’ll remember you when I’m rich.”“Wow. Love that for me.”At HomeThe change didn’t go unnoticed.One evening, Nora sat at the dining table, reviewing her notes when her mum walked in.She paused.Watch
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Chapter: Spirit downNora’s House (Evening)The door clicked shut behind her.Quiet.Too quiet.Nora dropped her bag on the chair and kicked off her shoes carelessly.“…What a day,” she muttered, dragging a hand through her hair.She walked into her room and flopped onto the bed.Face down.Silence.Then—Her phone buzzed.She ignored it.It buzzed again.And again.Annoying.She groaned, turning slightly and grabbing it.Unknown number.She frowned.“…Who is this again?”It buzzed once more.Irritated now, she picked up.“Hello?”“Hey… Nora.”She froze.That voice.Her expression changed instantly.“…Are you serious right now?” she said flatly.A small chuckle came from the other end.“Wow. No ‘hi’? No ‘how are you’? That’s cold.”Nora sat up slowly.“You have exactly five seconds to explain why you’re calling me.”“Relax, Nora. I just wanted to check up on you.”She laughed.Short.Dry.“Check up on me?”“Yeah. It’s been a while and I—”“Let me stop you right there,” she cut in sharply. “We don’t do tha
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Chapter: A Seat that isn't mine contsNora stared at them for a few seconds longer.Too long.Long enough to notice the little things.The way the woman leaned forward when she laughed.The way Edwin didn’t pull away.The ease between them.Comfort.Familiarity.Something… established.Her grip tightened slightly around her cup.“…Yeah,” she muttered under her breath. “Definitely not just a colleague.”Her coffee suddenly didn’t taste as good.Actually—It tasted bitter.She exhaled slowly and reached for her bag.Stand up.Simple.Easy.Leave with dignity.That’s what Mary said.That’s what a sane person would do.But her eyes betrayed her again—Drifting back.One last look.Edwin said something.The woman laughed again.And this time—He didn’t just smile.He held it.Softer.Warmer.Like it belonged there.Nora’s chest tightened.Sharp.Unexpected.“…Okay.”That was it.That was enough.She stood up quickly.Too quickly.Her chair dragged slightly against the floor.A few heads turned.“Great,” she whispered. “Nice ex
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Chapter: A Seat That Isn’t MineIt was the weekend, and Nora felt overwhelmed with everything that had happened during the week—especially what transpired between her and Max.His words still lingered.“You just won’t have me the same way.”She sighed, pressing her lips together.“I hate complicated things,” she muttered.She needed to clear her head.After freshening up, she grabbed her bag and headed out.A quiet place.Somewhere peaceful.Somewhere far from overthinking.The bell above the coffee shop door chimed softly as Nora stepped in.Warm light greeted her.Soft music played in the background.The rich smell of coffee wrapped around her like comfort.Exactly what she needed.She walked to a corner table and sat down, dropping her bag beside her.“Hi, I’ll have a caramel latte,” she told the barista.“Name?”“Nora.”She leaned back in her seat, scrolling through her phone absentmindedly.Trying not to think.Trying to breathe.Then—A voice.Low.Familiar.Her fingers froze mid-scroll.Her heart skipped.“…N
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Chapter: Friend zoneNext Day – NUD 215 ClassThe classroom buzzed with low chatter.Nora sat unusually quiet.Books open.Pen ready.Mary leaned closer.“…Who are you and what have you done with my friend?”“Shh,” Nora whispered. “I’m focusing.”Mary blinked.“On purpose??”“Yes!”Before Mary could reply—The door opened.Silence dropped instantly.Edwin walked in.Calm. Composed. Untouchable.“Good morning.”“Good morning, sir,” the class responded.Nora didn’t even lift her head fully.Too careful.Too aware.Edwin placed his materials on the desk and scanned the room.Then—His gaze landed on her.Brief.Unreadable.Then gone.“Open your notes,” he said. “We continue from where we stopped.”Pages flipped quickly.Nora flipped hers too—fast, nervous.“Miss Oscar.”Her heart stopped.Slowly… she looked up.“Yes, sir.”“Define simple carbohydrates.”Her mind went blank for half a second.Then—She inhaled.“They are carbohydrates made up of one or two sugar units… easily digested and quickly absorbed int
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Chapter: He called carelessEvening – Nora’s RoomNora pushed her door open slowly and walked in.She dropped her bag.Kicked off her shoes.Then fell face-first onto her bed.“Mmmmmm!” she groaned into her pillow.Silence.Then—She turned, grabbed her phone, and dialed.Mary picked almost immediately.“Tell me you’re alive.”“I’m not,” Nora said flatly. “I died. I’m speaking to you from the afterlife.”Mary snorted.“So dramatic. What happened?”Nora sat up slowly.“Everything.”“Define everything.”“I went to beg Professor Nelson,” Nora started.“Good. That’s progress.”“He refused.”Mary paused.“…Wait. Like—completely?”“Completely,” Nora said. “No pity. No mercy. No ‘I understand you.’ Just—‘you’re dismissed.’”“Ouch.”“Exactly!” Nora groaned. “Mary, that man has no emotional support system.”Mary laughed.“He’s not your boyfriend, Nora. He’s your lecturer.”“Still! Small softness won’t kill him.”“So what now?” Mary asked. “Are you officially in trouble?”“Yes!” Nora said. “Like real trouble. ‘Forwarded t
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