Unprofessional - I shouldn't want my own student
“Eden…”
Her name was a curse and a prayer.
“I can’t—God, I can’t think when you’re like this.”
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Professor Adrian Hale begins the semester expecting order—sleepy students, predictable discussions, and the safe distance he’s mastered for years. He does not expect Eden Marlowe. Twenty-two, brilliant, quietly bold, and unafraid to meet his gaze like she sees straight through him. Her questions cut too close, her attention lingers too long, and every glance shakes the discipline he’s built his life on.
He knows the rules. He teaches them. And Eden is the one woman he has no business wanting.
Yet the pull between them is immediate—magnetic, wrong, irresistible. What starts as lingering looks spirals quickly into charged silences, taut boundaries, and moments that feel anything but innocent. The more he tries to distance himself, the deeper she draws him in. The more she pushes, the faster his restraint frays.
Desire becomes risk. Obsession becomes choice. And crossing the line might cost them everything.
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Chapter: Chapter ThirtyeightAdrian arrived on campus the next morning with a single, desperate intention:Be normal.Be composed.Professional.Untouched by the memory of her body pressed against his, her mouth under his, her voice whispering don’t make me ask you to lock it next time.Pretend yesterday didn’t happen.Pretend he hadn’t pinned her against a wall and kissed her until they both shook.Pretend he didn’t wake up with his cock already hard, already aching for the mouth he’d tasted and the softness he’d held.Pretend.It was laughable.He stepped into the building and immediately felt her somewhere inside the walls. Not literally—just the awareness of her, the certainty that she was near, that she existed in the same air he was breathing.He kept walking anyway, forcing his hands into his coat pockets to hide the tremor.He passed colleagues in the hall.They greeted him.He responded.Normal.Except his voice sounded wrong to his own ears—too low, too strained, like the residue of last night’s groans
Last Updated: 2025-12-06
Chapter: Chapter ThirtysevenHe saw it coming before it happened.The moment he walked into the lecture hall, he knew. Her spot in the front row, the way her gaze followed him from the door to the desk, the soft, almost shy curve of her mouth when their eyes met—They were not going to get through this class untouched by what had happened.He gripped the edge of the lectern harder than necessary and began the lecture anyway.His voice sounded normal.His skin did not feel normal.Every time he looked up from his notes, he found her watching him with a quiet intensity that made his thoughts slip. She wrote things down. She nodded. She frowned in concentration at the right moments.She looked like any other diligent student.He knew better.He knew how her lips felt under his, how her hands felt in his hair, how her breath hitched when he kissed the side of her throat. He knew the exact pressure it took to make her lean into him.He also knew she remembered all of it.Near the end of class, he asked a question he b
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Chapter: Chapter ThirtysixAdrian didn’t go straight home after kissing her.He walked the long way across campus — down paths he never took, through courtyards still slick with last night’s rain, past clusters of laughing students whose ease made something inside him twist.He needed distance.He needed cold air.He needed anything that wasn’t the feel of her mouth under his, her body arching into him, her whisper of please still echoing in his blood.But the farther he walked, the sharper the memory became.Her lips — soft, warm, eager.Her breath — trembling.Her hands — sliding up into his hair like she’d been waiting to do it.The little sound she made when he kissed her throat.His chest tightened until he had to stop walking entirely.He sat on a low stone wall, bracing his elbows on his knees, breathing hard.This wasn’t just desire anymore.Desire would have burned itself out by now.This was something deeper.Worse.Unmanageable.He stared at his hands — the same hands that had held her face so gently
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Chapter: Chapter ThirtyfiveAdrian told himself he was only going to his office to drop off his bag.Just that.Nothing else.He walked down the hall with what he hoped passed for composure, though his body buzzed with the same unsettled heat that had been simmering in his blood since the meeting yesterday. He couldn’t stop seeing her across the table, couldn’t stop hearing her voice, couldn’t stop replaying that small, devastating question: Are you okay?He hadn’t answered.He didn’t know how.He reached his door.Key in hand.Breath too unsteady.He opened it—And stopped breathing entirely.She was there.Sitting on the edge of his desk like she belonged there.Eden.Sweater slightly oversized.Hair down.Legs dangling.Notebook beside her hip.Her eyes lifted slowly, as though she’d been waiting for this exact second.“Hi,” she whispered.His pulse cracked.“Eden.” His voice came out lower, rougher than he intended. “How—why are you—”“I needed to see you.”Simple.Unvarnished.Devastating.He closed the doo
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Chapter: Chapter ThirtyfourAdrian spent the entire morning doing the one thing he knew was pathetic and completely ineffective:Avoiding her.He left his office earlier than usual.He took the side stairwell instead of the main one.He kept his head down when he crossed the quad, pretending the cold wind stinging his cheeks demanded all of his concentration.None of it helped.Avoidance didn’t stop awareness.It only sharpened it.Every sound in the hall—every soft footfall, every scrap of a whispered conversation—made his body tense, anticipating her voice. Every glimpse of dark hair in the corner of his vision sent a jolt through him before logic corrected it.This wasn’t control.It was fear disguised as discipline.He ducked into the faculty lounge hoping for a moment of quiet. Instead, Daniel was already there, leaning against the counter, swirling his tea with lazy indifference.“You look,” Daniel said, squinting at him, “like someone who tried to outrun an emotional problem and lost.”Adrian ignored the
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Chapter: Chapter ThirtytreeHe avoided her.Or tried to.He came into class two minutes late so he wouldn’t have to speak to her before the lecture.He dismissed the group quickly at the end so she couldn’t linger.He kept his eyes on his notes instead of letting them drift to her mouth.He took his lunch in his office with the door locked.It wasn’t discipline.It was survival.But Eden didn’t seem to notice—or she did, and played innocent.During the discussion, Eden didn’t sit back and take notes the way many students did. She leaned forward slightly, pen resting against her lips, eyes narrowed with the kind of focus that made Adrian’s chest tighten.When another student offered a surface-level interpretation of the reading, her hand lifted immediately—calm but certain.“I’m not sure that works,” she said, voice quiet but steady. “If we accept that premise, then we’re ignoring the author’s argument about moral agency in the final paragraph.”The room shifted.Two students straightened.One frowned.Another ti
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