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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWELVE

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The call ended. Yet again.

I tossed my phone onto the couch, watching it bounce against the cushions before landing face down. That was the fourth time I'd tried calling Lena in the past hour. The fucking fourth time it went straight to voicemail.

‘You've reached Lena! Leave a—’

I'd memorized the damn message by now.

The apartment was too quiet without her. Too clean and empty. I paced the living room, running my hands through my hair before flopping back onto the couch with a groan.

“I'm sure that she's with him.”

The thought burned like acid in my stomach. Adrian Knight—with his stupid perfect jawline and his stupid expensive suits and his stupid way of looking at Lena like she'd hung the damn moon.

My phone buzzed and I immediately lunged for it.

I sighed when I saw that it wasn't Lena. Mike's name flashed across the screen. “Movie night. Our place. Bring wine.”

I stared at the message for a long moment before typing back. “I'll be there in 20.”

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  • Dark Desires: The Professor's Obsession   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-SEVEN

    LENAI woke up wrapped in a cocoon of warmth and the distinct, intoxicating scent of Adrian. For a blissful second, I was disoriented. This wasn't my bed. The sheets were too silky, the pillows too perfect. Then it all came rushing back—the confrontation, the tears, the promises, the way he’d looked at me when he said those three words. I love you.A giddy, almost disbelieving laugh bubbled in my chest. He loved me. Adrian Knight, the man who was my professor, who owned empires and had a dark past, loved me.I reached out, my hand patting the cool, empty space beside me. My eyes fluttered open. He was gone. A tiny thread of irrational panic pulled tight in my stomach. Was it all a dream?Then I saw it. His black shirt, discarded over a chair last night in a much more urgent moment. I slipped out of bed and pulled it on. The fine cotton was soft against my skin, the sleeves hanging far past my fingertips. It smelled like him—sandalwood and rum. I hugged it to myself, breathing him in.

  • Dark Desires: The Professor's Obsession   Sophs's Appreciation

    Hello, my loves. I just wanted to take a moment to reach out from behind the screen and truly thank you all. Thank you for every comment and for the incredible support you’ve shown for Adrian, Lena, and the messy, dramatic world of Dark Desires. Your passion for this story is what keeps the lights on in my writing nook. Knowing you guys are out there, invested in these characters and waiting to see what happens next, is the greatest motivation a writer could ever ask for. I also owe you all a massive apology for the recent silence. The truth is, I’ve been a bit under the weather lately and needed to focus on resting and getting better. I hate nothing more than leaving a story hanging, especially when we’re at such a crucial point! But the good news is, I’m finally getting better. The ideas are starting to flow again, and I am so excited to get back to it. Adrian and Lena’s story is far from over, and I can’t wait for you to see what’s next for them. Thank you, from the bottom of m

  • 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

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