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Dark Desires: The Professor's Obsession CHAPTER NINETY-FOUR
LENA“Rise and fucking shine, sleeping beauties!” Mike bellowed, as the door exploded open, crashing against the wall hard.I jerked awake, my heart slamming against my ribs as Mike strolled into our dorm like he owned the place, whistling some obnoxious pop song.“I'm sure y'all missed me.” He exclaimed, flipping the lights on with one hand while tossing a greasy paper bag onto Ava's face with the other. The smell of bacon grease and cheap coffee immediately filled the room.Ava let out a guttural noise from beneath her comforter, something between a groan and a death threat. “I swear to Christ, Mike fucking Reynolds, I will end you.”I squinted at my phone. “It's seven in the goddamn morning.”“And you've got Lit with Doyle in forty-five minutes,” Mike said, plopping onto the edge of the couch hard enough to make me bounce. “Up. Now. Before I start dumping water on you.”“Since when do you care about our attendance?” I asked, rubbing my eyes.“Since forever,” Mike said, rummaging th
Dark Desires: The Professor's Obsession CHAPTER NINETY-THREE
EVELYN“Pathetic little man!” I thought to myself as the elevator doors slid shut, finally sealing away the lingering stench of Doyle's cheap cologne and the bitter tang of his desperation.I pressed the sanitizer bottle three times, working the gel between my fingers. I thought about the way that stupid Doyle had wasted my evening. His clammy hands fumbling with his whiskey glass, I didn't blame him, I'm sure he had never had a taste of expensive liquor. I got into my penthouse and went straight to the bar, my fingers curling around the chilled vodka bottle. I poured myself a glass and swirled it around.Doyle's eager face flashed in my memory—the way his pupils had dilated when I'd dangled Adrian's office, his title, his life in front of him like cheap trinkets. A trained dog salivating at the promise of table scraps. I took a sip of my drink and the tumbler hit the counter with more force than necessary. I got my phone and stared at Gregory's contact photo which was staring ba
Dark Desires: The Professor's Obsession CHAPTER NINETY-TWO
LENAThe dorm room was dark when I pushed open the door, the blue glow of the TV flickering across Ava's blank expression. Some romantic comedy played silently—the kind we used to mock together while eating cheap pizza. Now she just sat curled in on herself, staring without seeing.I dropped my bag with a thud that should've made her jump. Nothing. “Since when did you like these boring TV shows?” I tried to keep my voice light as I kicked off my shoes. The left one hit the wall harder than intended.Ava didn't turn from the screen. “Since today.”I hovered by the couch, suddenly unsure. The room smelled like stale popcorn and the lavender candle Ava loved. Normal things. Everything should feel normal now that Nathan was in custody.Sinking onto the couch, I stole a corner of her blanket. On screen, some actress laughed at a joke we hadn't heard. The sound was too bright, too loud in the heavy silence.“You missed the good part,” Ava murmured. “They just met cute.”I watched the coupl
Dark Desires: The Professor's Obsession CHAPTER NINETY-ONE
MIKEThe security office smelled like stale coffee as I got in. I slapped the flash drive down on the desk hard enough to make the campus cop jump. “Nathan Cole’s full confession,” I said. “Time-stamped, high-def, and complete with his ugly crying face.”The officer—some balding guy with a nametag reading ‘Higgins’—eyed the flashdrive like it might bite him. “You’re Reynolds? The one who’s been emailing us about—”“For three fucking weeks, yeah.” I leaned over his desk. “Watch it. Then arrest that piece of shit.”Higgins sighed but plugged it in. The video popped up—Nathan’s tear-streaked face, his voice cracking as he admitted everything. How he’d followed Ava that night. How he’d— I looked away, grinding my teeth. Higgins’ expression darkened. “I’ll call the dean.” As I paced inside Ava's dorm, they were not around, I decided to go home but decided to text Dante first. Instead his text lit up the screen: “You good?” I typed back, “They’re taking him in now. Meet me at my
Dark Desires: The Professor's Obsession CHAPTER NINETY
EVELYNThe phone vibrated once. Twice. It was an unknown caller. I swiped the answer button. “They didn't get the pictures.” It was a man's voice, distorted. I sat up so fast my vision swam. “What?”“Adrian Knight intercepted it.”My fingers turned to claws in the sheets. “Who is this and how did you know that I sent pictures to the dean?”A pause. Then— “Someone who knows what Adrian Knight really is.”The line went dead. I threw the phone. It hit the mirror above my dresser, cracking my reflection into a dozen jagged pieces. How the fuck did Adrian know about my plans?The espresso machine screamed as I slammed another pod into place. My secretary, Emma hovered near the doorway, clutching his tablet like a shield. “Ms. Grant, your 8 AM with—”“Cancel everything.” I didn't look up. “Get me everything you can find on Blackmoore University's IT department. Every employee. Every contractor.”“May I ask why—”I turned. Slowly. “Do I pay you to ask questions?”She swallowed. “I
Dark Desires: The Professor's Obsession CHAPTER EIGHTY-NINE
ADRIANLena's laugh vibrated through my chest as she straddled my lap, her worn leather notebook pressing against my chest. The damn thing smelled like her—vanilla ink and that lavender shampoo she refused to replace. “Stop squirming,” I warned, my hands tightening on her hips. “Or I'll take you right here and right now.” She rolled her eyes but obediently flipped to a dog-eared page. “‘The first time you kissed me—’” “That's interesting.” I snatched the book, skimming ahead. “Read the juicer parts, like here… ‘Your teeth on my thigh like a punctuation mark—’”“That's private!” She lunged for it, sending us both sideways on the couch. Her knee dug into my ribs as we wrestled for the notebook, her hair falling around us like a curtain. I pinned her wrists above her head. “Say please.”“Fuck you—” My mouth cut off the rest, tasting coffee and the strawberry balm she'd reapplied twice since arriving. She arched against me, the notebook forgotten on the floor— For the first time
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