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Dark Desires: The Professor's Obsession CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWO
ADRIAN“You've made the right choice,” the dean said, mopping his forehead. “This partnership will elevate Blackmoore's reputation internationally.” I watched his fingers tremble as he slid the Berlin contract across his desk. I signed, smiling at him. “When does Shaw expect me?”“Friday.” His smile twitched. “His private jet will be waiting at his private aerodrome.” Standing, I adjusted my cuffs. “Do give Gregory my regards.”I called Marco to assemble the boys as soon as I left his office.*****************Marco poured three fingers of bourbon and relaxed against the table. Dimitri leaned against the wall near the door, his arms crossed, while Jax's fingers flew across his laptop keyboard, the blue glow from the laptop reflecting off his glasses. I set my glass down with a quiet click. “We have another problem, boys.” Marco stopped picking at the label. “How big are we talking?”“It's about my acceptance to go to Berlin.”Dimitri's eyebrow twitched. “Wait, you're taking the
Dark Desires: The Professor's Obsession CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND ONE
LENAI stared at my reflection in the dorm mirror, practicing for the tenth time. “Um…Jeremy, I really value our friendship…”No, that was too stiff. “Hey, so about what you said…”That's too casual. I groaned, flopping onto my bed. Staring at the ceiling that offered no answers, just a crack that I made a self-note to fix.A sharp knock at the door interrupted my thoughts.“Lena? Are you alive in there?” I heard Ava's voice through my door. I dragged myself up and opened the door. Ava stood there, already dressed for our usual Friday hangout—ripped jeans, oversized sweater, that look in her eye that said she knew something was up. “Mike's downstairs,” she said, leaning against the doorframe. “He says if we don't hurry, he's eating all the mozzarella sticks himself.”I rubbed my temples. “I don't know if I can go out tonight.” Ava stepped inside, kicking the door shut behind her. “Okay, what's really going on?” I picked at a loose thread on my comforter. “I'm fine.”“Bul
Dark Desires: The Professor's Obsession CHAPTER ONE-HUNDRED
ADRIANIt's been days now since I'd last spoken to Lena. Since I've been forcing myself not to call, not to text, not to drive past her dorm just to catch a glimpse of her. She was better off this way—she was safer.The whiskey glass sat untouched on my desk, the ice had long melted. My phone taunted me from where it lay face-up, the blank screen mocking my self-control. I couldn't—i just couldn't do that to her.Then the phone rang. Marco's name flashed across the screen. I swiped to answer. “This better be important.” “Boss.” Marco's voice was tight. “We have a problem. Marcus is dead.” I stilled. “What?”“Our men found him in an alley near the docks. Two bullets to the back of the head. It was a clean job.”My fingers tightened around the phone. Marcus—the weasel who'd been snapping photos of Lena for Evelyn. “When did you find out?”“A couple hours ago. The cops haven't even found the body yet.”I paced to the window, the city lights blurring as my mind raced. “You think Evely
Dark Desires: The Professor's Obsession CHAPTER NINETY-NINE
LENAMy phone buzzed early in the morning with a voice message from Jeremy; “You better be awake. Lit class in forty-five minutes. Doyle's giving pop quizzes today.”I groaned into my pillow. The remnants of last night's dream— involving Adrian and me at a beach in Italy— still clung to the edges of my consciousness. Another text came through; “I'll buy you coffee if you're there in thirty minutes.”That got me moving.I hurried across campus and saw Jeremy as he leaned against the literature building's steps, two steaming cups in hand. “You're late,” he said, handing me the one with extra sugar— just how I liked it.“What do you mean? I'm on time!”“By your standards, maybe.” He bumped my shoulder as we walked in. “You look like a mess girl.”“Thanks,” I rolled my eyes, sipping the coffee. “You always know just what to say.”Doyle's class dragged like always, but having Jeremy beside me drawing an anime character—or what he thought was Naruto made it bearable. When the bell finally
Dark Desires: The Professor's Obsession CHAPTER NINETY-EIGHT
EVELYNHis dazed gaze flicked to me as I peeled off my blouse, letting him see the full, heavy weight of my tits, my nipples already stiff and begging for attention.Luke didn't hesitate. His hands were on me the second I straddled him, his mouth latching onto a nipple with a hunger that sent a sharp thrill straight to my cunt.“Bite me,” I demanded, grinding down against his half-hard cock.He obeyed, his teeth scraping just enough to make me gasp.“Good boy. I'm glad you're listening and learning now.”I stood abruptly, leaving him panting on the bed. His eyes darkened as I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of my pants, peeling them down slowly. The scent of my arousal filled the air, and Luke's nostrils flared.“Come here,” I ordered, lifting one foot onto the mattress.He moved like a man possessed, his hands gripping my hips as he buried his face between my thighs. My fingers tangled in his hair, holding him exactly where I wanted him as his tongue delved deep.“Fuck me with th
Dark Desires: The Professor's Obsession CHAPTER NINETY-SEVEN
EVELYNThe intercom buzzed sharply on my desk. “Ms. Grant, Professor Doyle is here to see you. He says it's urgent.”I didn't look up from my paperwork. “Tell him to make an appointment like everyone else.”The door opened anyway. Doyle stood there, that greasy smirk plastered across his face. “You'll want to hear this.”I set down my pen with deliberate slowness. “This better be good.”Doyle sauntered in without invitation, dropping into the chair across from me. “Knight just agreed to go to Berlin, I'm sure he has signed the paperwork as we speak.”The words settled over me like warm silk. Finally, after weeks of planning, of maneuvering, of dealing with incompetent fools like Marcus and Doyle— I finally have my victory.“Interesting,” I said, keeping my voice even. “And how do you think our dear Professor took the news?”“He looked like he'd swallowed broken glass.” Doyle chuckled. “I'm so sure that the man's practically packing his bags already.”I leaned back in my leather chair,
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