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Chapter 10: That Is Blackmail

Author: Roseheart
last update publish date: 2026-05-22 20:45:30

Harlow's POV

I should have known better than to go to his office hours alone.

Professor Drake sat behind his desk, glasses perched on his nose, pretending to read a paper. His office smelled like old coffee and cheap cologne. The walls were covered in degrees and certificates that meant nothing to me now.

"You wanted to see me," I said, standing in the doorway.

He looked up. His eyes traveled down my body and back up. "Close the door, Harlow."

I did not move.

"Close the door."

I stepped inside
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