MasukRomanThe room went dead silent.Every pair of eyes snapped to the professor as if he had just crossed a line no one dared touch. The dean stiffened, his hand slamming lightly against the table as he glared at the man. “You—” he began, voice sharp with warning. But the professor only shrugged, an ugly sneer twisting his mouth. “I’m not wrong, sir,” he said calmly. “We should investigate properly. Who knows, if that slut is sleeping with him, maybe that’s why he’s so protective. Maybe he’s already been inside—”I didn’t let him finish.I moved in a flash, before anyone could even register what was happening. One moment he was standing there, smug and careless; the next, my hand was wrapped around his neck, forcing him down. His head slammed against the table with a sickening crack that echoed through the room. Papers scattered, chairs scraped back violently, and his scream tore through the air.“Ah—! My head!” he cried, blood seeping beneath him as he thrashed. I kept him pinned ther
Roman I looked around the room, my gaze sweeping over every face seated at the table. If looks could kill, no one would be breathing. My jaw was clenched so tightly it ached. I could feel the thin line between control and destruction stretched to its limit. If I didn’t still have reasons, I would have burned the entire room to the ground without hesitation. Normally, I didn’t involve myself in things like this. I despised petty scandals, academic politics, rumors passed around by bored minds with too much time and too little intelligence. People talked until they got bored and moved on to something else. None of it had ever mattered to me. That was before it involved her. When I arrived on campus today, the whispers were everywhere. Students huddled in corners, phones clutched in their hands as they gossiped. At first, I ignored it like I always did, until I heard her name dragged through the mud by people like them. I went straight to the campus news site and saw the articles,
Nora “This is absolutely disgusting!” The professor slammed his hand on the table, and the papers shook violently. “What is the meaning of this? How could a student from our prestigious school do something like this? And to make it worse, she’s a scholarship student. She’s already staying here for free, she doesn’t have to pay tuition like the rest of the students, and yet, she shamelessly does this kind of thing so openly!”His words hung in the air, filled with contempt, just like the look in his eyes. I couldn’t help the smug grin that tugged at the corner of my mouth as I leaned back in my chair, watching the spectacle unfold. The files on the table, spread out like evidence at a trial, were littered with damning articles, photos of Violet in compromising situations with older men, her name dragged through the mud. “She should be expelled for this,” the professor continued, practically frothing at the mouth. “Her behavior is an embarrassment to the school. Not only is she bring
Violet I was already embarrassed.Actually, embarrassed didn’t even begin to cover it. It had taken me a disturbing amount of time just to put this on. Standing in front of the mirror earlier, I’d stared at my reflection for a full five minutes. Dressing in bunny lingerie for Hades wasn’t something I ever imagined myself doing. I was shy by nature, and this felt like stepping into a version of myself I wasn’t sure I knew how to be.And yet, here I was, fully dressed, about to be fucked.After leaving Sebastian’s place, Penelope had dragged me along for a shopping spree. She was in an especially foul mood, declaring that she needed to buy something to feel better.I should’ve known that was code for chaos. I didn’t expect her to drag me straight into the adult section of the mall like it was completely normal.There were so many things in that shop I’d never seen in real life before, lingerie that barely counted as fabric. One piece was literally just a string. I remember staring at
Hades Alec opened the door for me, and I stepped out of the car. The night air was cool against my skin. I removed my jacket, already halfway inside the house.“You have an important meeting tomorrow,” Alec said from behind me. “Make sure you wake up early.”A smirk tugged at my lips. Without turning around, I lifted one hand and waved it dismissively in the air. “You can stop keeping tabs on me now, Alec,” I said lazily. “I’m married.”“What?”I took a step forward, already reaching for the front steps. “I have a wife now,” I added, unable to hide the smugness in my voice. “She’ll do that for me.”I didn’t need to see his face to imagine it, the eye roll, the long-suffering look. I’d been talking about Violet all day. Every spare moment my mind wandered back to her, and every time it did, I felt proud, and possessive. He sighed. “Alright, see you tomorrow, Mr. Hades.”I nodded, already done with the conversation, and headed toward the house. One hand rose to my tie as I walked, fi
Violet I sat back on the chair, my body relaxed even though the air around me felt tense. My thumb scrolled slowly through the school website, through article after article, image after image. Whoever uploaded it wasn’t even trying to hide the target. My name was there. My real picture was there. My department, my year, my scholarship status, every detail laid bare. The headline made my lips curve into something almost cold. Medical Student’s Secret Life with Wealthy Benefactor Revealed. Below it were pictures, some real, stolen without my permission, taken from angles meant to make things look worse than they were. Others were painfully fake. Photoshopped images of me entering hotels with older men I had never seen in my life. Intimate images that weren’t even my body, pasted with my face, shared confidently as proof. I scrolled past them calmly, and reached the comments. [What a fucking whore. Some women don’t have any self-respect.] [How could you sell yourself to men hal







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