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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY-THREE

Author: Sophs
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-06 18:02:26

LENA

I got back into the car after my call with Adrian wondering what he meant.

The silence in the car was suffocating. Jeremy was driving quietly and Ava hadn’t spoken since we left the mall, her temple was pressed against the window as the city lights shone. In the reflection, I could see the way her jaw clenched—the suggestive sign that she was holding back tears.

My arm wrapped around her, “You’ve been quiet all day,” I said, keeping my voice light. “Even when Jeremy was being his usual obnoxious self, you barely reacted. That’s not like you.”

Ava’s fingers twisted a loose thread on her sweater sleeve, winding it so tight her fingertip turned white. “I told you, I’m fine. Stop disturbing yourself.”

I gave her a glance and noticed the dark skin under her eyes, the way her shoulders curled inward like she was bracing for a blow. This wasn’t just exhaustion. Something was eating her alive.

“Bullshit,” I muttered as we turned into our apartment complex. The tires crunched over
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  • Dark Desires: The Professor's Obsession   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-NINE

    ADRIANThe scent of my father's cologne—that oppressive mix of sandalwood and cigars that clung to every room in the Morellis mansion filled my nostrils.I was twelve again, sitting stiffly at the dining table while Gabriel was fourteen. He kicked my legs under the table.“Stop fidgeting, Ian.” he hissed. The front door slammed. Father's voice boomed through the foyer. “Adrian. Gabriel. Come meet your new responsibility.” We exchanged glances before shuffling into the grand hallway. Father stood there, his meaty hand clamped on the shoulder of a skinny boy with a split lip and bruised knuckles. The kid couldn't have been more than thirteen, but his dark eyes burned with defiance. “This is Dimitri Petrov,” Father said, giving the boy a rough shake. “His father was... indiscreet with his loyalties. You'll train him.”Gabriel sneered. “We don't need some Russian brat—”The backhand sent Gabriel crashing into the console table. A vase shattered. I didn't move. Father didn't even r

  • Dark Desires: The Professor's Obsession   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-EIGHT

    LENAThe first thing I noticed was the pounding in my skull. The second was the warm body pressed against my back. I kept my eyes squeezed shut, praying to whatever god might be listening that this was just another nightmare. That when I opened my eyes, I'd be in my own bed, alone, with nothing worse than a hangover to deal with. Then Ava sighed in her sleep, her arm tightening around my waist and my stomach dropped. Last night came rushing back in jagged pieces—the vodka, the crying, Ava's hands in my hair, her mouth on mine. The way I'd kissed her back like I was drowning and she was the only air left in the world. I carefully peeled Ava's arm off me and sat up, wincing at the light streaming through the curtains. The sheets pooled around my waist, and the cool air against my bare skin made my breath hitch. Ava stirred beside me, her dark hair fanned out across the pillow. There was a hickey on her collarbone. I'd put it there. “Good morning,” Ava murmured, her voice rou

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

    ADRIANThe night air hit my face as I got to the carpark. I started the engine and moved to the warehouse Marco said they were at, running past every red light.The warehouse lights were blinding when I burst through the side door. Tony lay sprawled across a makeshift stretcher, his breathing shallow, face swollen beyond recognition. Blood soaked through the bandages Jax was hastily applying to his abdomen. “Morellis…” Tony rasped when he saw me, his one good eye fluttering. “Warehouse...red doors…”His body went limp. “Put some pressure here!” Jax barked at one of our men, shoving a fresh wad of gauze against Tony's side. “We need to move him now if you want him alive.” I knelt beside the stretcher, examining Tony's boots while the medics worked. The soles were caked with thick red clay—the distinctive kind from Gabriel's private dockyard near the old shipyards. “Get him to Dr. Chen's clinic,” I ordered. “Make sure there are no hospital records and pay them in cash.” As they

  • Dark Desires: The Professor's Obsession   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-SIX

    ADRIANI gripped Gabe’s arm tighter as we got into the warehouse, my fingers digging into his leather jacket. “This is a bad idea. There’s another way.” Gabriel shook me off with a laugh, the lighter flickering in his hand casting shadows across his face. “Since when do you question Dad’s orders? We have to always do whatever dad says.” “Since they involve burning a building with people inside, Gabe! We're better than this.” My voice cracked. I turned as I heard the sound of a child’s laughter from somewhere inside the warehouse. Gabriel’s smile didn’t reach his eyes. “They’re just collateral, Ian.” I stepped in front of him, blocking his path to the door. “No. Let us wait until it’s empty.” For a second, I thought he’d listen. His expression wavered—just like it used to when we were kids and I’d beg him not to steal candy from old man Rossi’s shop. Then his fist connected with my jaw. I stumbled back, tasting blood. Gabriel loomed over me, his voice low. “You don’t get

  • Dark Desires: The Professor's Obsession   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-FIVE

    AVAI didn’t even stop to think. One second, I was wiping Lena’s tears, my chest aching at how broken she looked. The next minute, my fingers were in her hair, and I was kissing her. And then, surprisingly, she kissed me back. I froze, losing my train of thoughts. This wasn’t supposed to happen. She was drunk, heartbroken, not in her right mind. I was supposed to pull away, apologize, pretend it never happened. But Lena’s hands fisted in my shirt, pulling me closer, her lips moving against mine like she’d been waiting just as long as I had. I broke the kiss first, breathless. “Lena…”She blinked up at me, her pupils blown, her cheeks flushed from alcohol and our shared kiss. “Ava?”My heart hammered so loud I was sure she could hear it. “You…you kissed me back.”A slow, tipsy smile spread across her face. “Yeah. I did.”I swallowed hard. “Don't... regret it.” Lena studied me for a long moment, her fingers tracing my jaw. “You're so pretty,” Lena mumbled, reaching up to clu

  • Dark Desires: The Professor's Obsession   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-FOUR

    LENAThe secretary’s chair squeaked as I fidgeted, my eyes locked on the Dean’s door. When it finally swung open, Adrian stormed out—his jaw clenched and his eyes dark. I jumped up. “Professor—” He barely glanced at me before brushing past me leaving me surprised.“Miss Hart?” The Dean’s voice cut through the tension. “My office. Now.” I hesitated, staring at Adrian’s retreating figure. “I don't want to repeat myself.” He ordered.I sat stiffly in the chair across from his desk, my fingers digging into my thighs as he studied me with those cold, calculating eyes. “Miss Hart,” he began, folding his hands on the desk. “I assume you know why you're here.”I swallowed hard. “Because of those photos that have been circulating?”He nodded slowly. “Yes. These photos.” He slid a printed copy toward me. My stomach twisted. “Care to explain what's going on?” I forced myself to meet his gaze. “Those aren't real sir, they're all doctored.”“Are they?”“Yes.” My voice didn't waver. “Som

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