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The rest of the day slipped through my fingers like water.One moment it was afternoon, the next the light outside my window had shifted, turning soft and dull, like the world was slowly dimming. I stayed home the entire time, buried between the covers with books stacked around me, pretending words could drown out thoughts.It worked.At first.I let myself sink into stories that weren’t mine. Other people’s chaos. Other people’s heartbreak. I read until my eyes burned and my back ached, until my mind finally slowed down enough to stop replaying his voice, his touch, the way he looked at me like he already knew all my weaknesses.Then I turned a page.And there it was.A scene I shouldn’t have read. A sentence that should’ve meant nothing.But suddenly it wasn’t the man in the book anymore.It was Zander.His hands. His voice. His presence pressing in too close, too heavy. I could almost feel him again, and that scared me more than anything else.“No,” I whispered, shaking my head.I
BURNING BETRAYAL: My Mafia Professor. Chapter 10
I washed myself until my skin burned.The water ran over me, warm and steady, while my thoughts stayed loud and sharp. Every touch replayed itself whether I wanted it to or not. My body had already memorized him, and that made me angrier than anything else.When I finally turned the tap off and stepped out, the air felt colder than it should have.I dried myself slowly, like if I rushed, I’d fall apart.By the time I opened the bathroom door, my chest felt tight.Zander was standing beside the desk, his phone pressed to his ear. His posture was relaxed, like this office belonged to him in more ways than one. “I will visit,” he said calmly. “I promise.”The words hit me wrong.Visit who?The question crawled under my skin before I even knew I was listening.He turned when he heard me step out. His gaze slid over me, slow and deliberate—not hungry this time, It felt worse somehow. Like assessment. Like ownership.“Take care of yourself,” he added, and then ended the call.Just like tha
BURNING BETRAYAL: My Mafia Professor. Chapter 9
He didn’t slow down.His body moved against mine with relentless force, each thrust deliberate, punishing, as if he was daring me to break first. His eyes never left my face, watching every reaction, every crack in my control. I tried to hold the sound inside my throat, biting down on it, but it slipped anyway, soft, broken, and humiliating.I hated that he could pull it out of me so easily.His hand slid down, firm and possessive, lifting my leg onto the desk. The position made me feel exposed, trapped between the cold wood and his body. My breath hitched as the angle changed, as the sensation sharpened, my thoughts scattering like I couldn’t gather them fast enough.My mouth fell open.The sound that escaped me wasn’t something I recognized as mine.“You want more, don’t you?” he asked.His voice wasn’t calm anymore. It shook slightly, rough around the edges, and the sound of it sent something dangerous through me. I couldn’t answer. I didn’t trust my voice. I didn’t trust myself.T
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The moment I stepped into the hall, the noise died.Every head turned. Every whisper paused mid-breath.It felt like walking into a spotlight I hadn’t asked for, my skin prickling as eyes tracked every step I took. I kept my gaze low, my fingers curling into the strap of my bag as I moved forward, slow and careful, as if moving too fast would make something snap.I didn’t look at him.I didn’t need to.I could feel Professor Zander’s eyes on me from the front of the room—sharp, heavy, unwavering. The same presence that still clung to my skin like I hadn’t washed him off properly.I was almost at the last seat when his voice cut through the silence.“This is all for today.”The words landed like a gavel.Chairs scraped. Papers rustled. But I didn’t move. My body locked in place, instincts screaming even before he spoke again.“You.”I froze.Slowly, against my better judgment, my eyes lifted and met his.The room blurred around him. His face was calm, unreadable, like nothing in the wo
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I woke up to silence.My eyes fluttered open slowly, my body sore in places I didn’t want to think about yet. The sheets were cool beside me.Empty.My heart skipped as awareness rushed in all at once.This wasn’t my room.The ceiling was too high. The bed too large. The smell in the air—dark, clean, masculine—was unfamiliar but burned into my memory from last night.I sat up abruptly.Professor Zander’s bed.The man whose hands were still printed into my skin. The man I had watched kill someone. The man who owned the bar I worked at. The man who had touched me like he knew exactly how to break me open—and then disappeared.My chest tightened.I scrambled out of the bed and wrapped the blanket around my chest, gripping it like it could hold me together. My bare feet hit the cold floor as I paced the room, back and forth, my thoughts racing faster than I could control.It’s Monday.My stomach dropped.Psychology class.His class.A bitter laugh slipped out of me, sharp and shaky. Of co
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Without warning, he swept me off the table and carried me in his arms.My breath hitched as his arms locked around me, strong and unyielding. One hand supported my back, the other firm beneath my thighs. His eyes never left mine as he started up the stairs, each step slow, deliberate, like he wasn’t in a hurry at all.My heart pounded so hard it felt like it might burst through my chest.This wasn’t just fantasy anymore. This wasn’t something I’d read about in books late at night or imagined when I couldn’t sleep. This was real. Tangible. Terrifying.Fear and excitement twisted together in my stomach until I couldn’t tell one from the other.I should have told him to stop. Should have pushed against his chest.Instead, I stayed still in his arms, my body betraying every rational thought my mind tried to form.We reached the hallway.He pushed a door open with his shoulder and stepped inside. I barely registered the room itself. My attention was locked on him—on the way his jaw tighten
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