Mag-log inChapter 46Turner’s POVThe drive to Professor Anderson’s apartment felt longer than it should have. My hands kept gripping the steering wheel tighter every time I replayed yesterday in my head. That quickie on his desk had left marks. Literal ones on my neck that I covered with a hoodie. And this constant low throb that reminded me exactly how deep he had been. I was still pissed about that TA though. The way she leaned over his desk during lecture. All giggles and hair flips. It shouldn’t matter. But it did.I knocked on his door at seven sharp. He opened it wearing gray sweatpants and a tight black t-shirt that showed off his arms. Fuck. Not fair. “Hey,” I said trying to sound casual. “Hope you didn’t cook or anything. I brought snacks in case we skip straight to the good part.”He pulled me inside with a hand on my waist. The door clicked shut behind us and his mouth was on mine before I could crack another joke. Hungry. Like he had been thinking about this too. We made it to t
Chapter 45Turner’s POVThe knock on Professor Anderson’s door felt louder than it probably was. My heart was doing that stupid flip thing it always did around him. I wiped my palms on my jeans before I stepped inside. Office hours had technically ended twenty minutes ago but here I was. Again. Like some kind of masochist who enjoyed blue balls and bad decisions.He looked up from his desk and that half smile hit me right in the chest. He had his sleeves rolled up. Dark hair a little messy like he’d been running his hands through it. The top button of his shirt was open and I could see the edge of his collarbone. Fuck. I was already screwed.“Turner. Come to talk about that paper?” His voice had that low calm thing going on but his eyes said something else entirely.I dropped into the chair across from him and tried to play it cool. “Yeah. Or you know. Pretend to. That TA was all over you in lecture today and it was honestly distracting as hell.” I laughed a little. Self deprecatin
Chapter 44Ronan’s POVThe door burst open just as we were scrambling to sit. Pants half zipped, shirts crooked, faces still flushed. Claire strode in like she owned the place, all designer heels clicking and that triumphant smile plastered on. She glanced at Soren, eyes narrowing for a second, then settled right beside him at the table. Too close. Her perfume cut through the leftover smell of sweat and sex.“Hi hubby,” she said, voice sugary sweet.I leaned back in my chair, jaw tight. Anger boiled fresh. “Go straight to the point. Two minutes.”She chuckled low, crossing her legs slowly. “Fine. The gala tonight. Big event for the company. You’ll be there, of course. I wouldn't miss it for the world.” She stood up gracefully, smoothing her skirt. Then she paused at the door, turning back with that wicked gleam. “Oh Ronan darling, I have a surprise for you at the gala. Don’t be late.”She sniffed the air once, deliberate. Her nose wrinkled. “Wild of you to be fucking your staff. Ga
Chapter 43Ronan’s POV“If we wanna start by clearing this up, we gotta deep clean the company itself. Our enemy is in our midst,” Soren said, leaning forward with his elbows on the table.I watched him across the polished wood, his eyes sharp and focused. My pulse still hadn’t settled from everything we’d done, but this felt bigger.On the other hand, Claire’s threats hung over me like smoke. One wrong move and she’d carve me wide open. Soren’s voice pulled me back. We kept tossing ideas back and forth, voices low and urgent like we were planning a heist. He suggested planting bait data, something juicy enough to flush the rat. I added the authorization layers that would trace right back to the source. We refined it quicker than we expected, testing the logic between us. His mind worked fast, matching mine step for step. It felt good, dangerous good, trusting him like this while my body remembered every thrust from before.Soon enough, we called the emergency board meeting. People f
Chapter 42Ronan’s POV The next day, the morning breeze hit me like a wild ass hangover I couldn't shake. My body still buzzed from what had happened at the conference table, the way my dick had pushed smoothly into Soren’s heat, the way he’d laughed lowly against my palm like he’d won something. I stood at the transparent windows in my office, staring down at the city as I ignored how my coffee was going cold in my hands. “In no way should any of the staff have an affair with one another’ that was the rule that had kept me sane over the years' cause afterall, we do see companies and CEO’s come crashing and burning down over some flimsy office pussy or whatever. Now here I was, my cock was twitching at the memory of a man, of all people. A friggin guy, and what the fuck did that make meGAY. But I'm straight. My whole life, I’d always been straight. I’ve dated women, married one, fucked a few before her, curvy, slim, MILF, you name it. But Soren's smirk, the firm grip
Chapter 41Ronan’s POVThe phone felt like there was some dead weight in my hand. My soon-to-be-ex-wife’s lawyer was on the line, droned on about asset division, her voice was all polished and smug, like she hadn’t spent the last year spreading her legs for some trainer half her age and now, she was talking about a divorce so she could have half of my property. After everything I’d built from scratch. The words hit like punches to the gut. I didn’t even let him finish.“She’s not getting a fucking dime more than the prenup allows,” I snapped. Then I cut the call dead.My arm moved before my brain caught up. I slammed the phone into the wall with a crack that echoed through the office. The screen broke and shattered all over the ground. My chest heaved, as each breath I took came out ot and ragged. The anger burned inside my chest. After everything I’d done for her, this was how she was going to repayit? By cheating and then trying to reach for my empire with greedy hands. Fuck that
Chapter 34Noah’s POV. I never planned on losing my virginity on the floor of a church, but when Father Gabriel locked the doors after midnight mass, all my good intentions went straight to hell… exactly where they belonged.My legs were already shaking as I stepped into the church. The huge space
Chapter 27The Offer. Elias’ POVI spent the whole week trying to focus on my other classes, but my mind kept going back to Dr. Lang’s office.Every time I sat down to work on that paper, I remembered the way he looked at me. The way his voice got low when he called me arrogant. The way my body re
Chapter 6Alex’s POVI showed up the next evening like a dumbass who learned nothing. Told myself it was just another training session. My ass still felt sore from last night and every step reminded me of Marcus’s cum leaking out.I walked in pretending everything was normal. Heart already banging.
Chapter 4.Private Session. Alex’s POV.I got to the gym right at 9:45, already kicking myself for showing up this late. The place felt empty as hell; just the AC running and some random weight clanging way in the back. I picked the last training slot because work kept me stuck till eight every da







