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Dark Desires: The Professor's Obsession CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-SIX
ADRIANI lifted my head, meeting her gaze. The hunger and raw desire swimming in her eyes nearly undid me right there. “Please what, kitten? You have to tell me what you want. Or you're not getting anything from me.”She looked up at me, her lips parted, her chest rising and falling with quick, shallow breaths. “Make me come, Adrian. Please. I've missed this.”That was all the permission I needed. My hand slid down her stomach, over the lace of her panties. She was already so wet for me, the fabric soaked through. I hooked my fingers into the side and pulled, the delicate material tearing with a satisfying rip. I tossed the ruined lace aside, leaving her completely bare and exposed, her wetness glistening in the low light.I pushed two fingers inside her pussy in one smooth stroke, curling them ever so slightly to reach that perfect spot. She cried out, her hips bucking against my hand as I began moving, fucking her deeply with my fingers.“Is this what you wanted? My fingers deep ins
Dark Desires: The Professor's Obsession CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-FIVE
ADRIANI missed her; God! I missed her and now seeing her pacing round my kitchen, looking for god knows what.My mind raced, she was here. She was really here. In my space. And she wasn’t running.I couldn’t stop looking at her, memorizing the way she stood in the afternoon light, the determined set of her jaw, the slight tremble in her hands she was trying to hide. She had every right to walk out and never look back. Instead, she stayed.“So what have you been up to?” She asked, smiling up at me.“What…” I started, my voice rough. I cleared my throat. “Nothing really, I just missed you a lot.”She nodded, looking around like that was the first time she was seeing the kitchen.“I hope it wasn't a lot…” I scratched the back of my neck. “I mean what Marco told you.”She looked down at her hands, then back at me. “It wasn't, I mean he told me everything…I think. About your father. The fire. Gabriel. Why you ran. Why you built all… this.” She gestured vaguely around the penthouse. “It’s
Dark Desires: The Professor's Obsession CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-FOUR
LENAI didn’t go home after Marco left. My feet, seemingly of their own accord, carried me toward the sleek, imposing building that housed Adrian’s penthouse. The truth wasn’t something I could process sitting on my couch.The doorman gave me a nod of recognition, his expression unreadable. The elevator ride up was silent and soon I stood before his door, my heart hammering against my ribs. I could hear faint voices from inside.I didn’t ring the bell, I didn't want him to see that I was the one outside so I knocked.The door swung open. Adrian stood there, his eyes wide with shock. He looked… different. He was wearing a simple grey sweatshirt and pants, his feet bare. He looked younger, and so tired. Behind him, I saw Dimitri standing by the kitchen island, holding a coffee mug, his expression shifting from casual to wary in a nanosecond.“Lena?” Adrian’s voice was a rough whisper, full of disbelief.“We need to talk,” I said, my own voice surprisingly steady. “Now.”He just stared a
Dark Desires: The Professor's Obsession CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-THREE
ADRIANMy phone buzzed on the marble countertop, Marco’s name flashed on the screen. Probably a security update. Or another potential threat from Gabriel to be neutralized. The endless, grinding war.I swiped to answer, my voice rough from disuse. “What is it?”There was a pause on the other end. Marco was never hesitant. “Boss. I just got off the phone with Lena.”The world tilted. I gripped the edge of the counter, my knuckles turning white. “Is she alright? Is she hurt?” The questions were out before I could stop them, laced with a panic I couldn’t control.“She’s fine. She’s… she called me.” He sounded as thrown as I felt. “Asked to meet. At that coffee shop near campus.”A thousand scenarios, all of them bad, flashed through my mind. Was going to get a restraining order? Was she going to demand I leave the country? Was going to tell Marco to tell me to go to hell, because she couldn’t bear to say it to my face again?“What did you tell her?” My voice was tight.“I asked if you k
Dark Desires: The Professor's Obsession CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-TWO
LENAAfter Dani left, her words still replayed in my mind. ‘The question isn’t who he was before he met you. The question is who he is with you.’It was a good question. A fair one. But I couldn’t answer it. Not until I understood the first part. Who was he before me? Him being a professor was just a facade, he was a fucking billionaire. The man who’d raided a compound to save me… that was a stranger. I needed to meet the ghost that haunted him. I needed to know more about him.I heard Ava’s door open. She peeked out, her expression cautious. “Everything okay? You guys weren’t in there screaming, so that’s a good sign.”“It’s okay,” I said, my voice still a little hoarse. “She just… she made me feel better.”Ava came and sat on the arm of the couch, not too close. “I know you think I’m being a bitch about him. I just… I can’t stand to see you like this. You disappeared into yourself for weeks. He did that.”“I know,” I said softly. “And I love you for wanting to protect me. I do.” I l
Dark Desires: The Professor's Obsession CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-ONE
LENA“Lena. Come on! You need to eat something.” A knock on my door and Ava's voice interrupted my thoughts.I pulled the comforter higher over my head, trying to block out the noise.It's been three weeks of living in this dim, stagnant space. I didn't feel like myself and I just stared at my phone screen every time he called or I got a text notification obviously from him. Honestly, I don't know why I was hiding.Maybe because I found out that he was out of my league and I didn't deserve someone like him. He was a fucking CEO and I was what? Just some random student.The door creaked open. I didn’t have to look to know Ava was standing there, her arms crossed, probably wearing that look of frustrated concern that had become her permanent expression lately.“I’m not hungry,” I mumbled into my pillow.“Bullshit,” she said, her footsteps crossing the room. The curtains screeched as she yanked them open, flooding the room with harsh afternoon light that made me wince. “You can’t just li
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