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Chapter 7

Penulis: Ava Sterling
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-08-04 12:41:55

Mia stared at the ceiling of her childhood bedroom until the first gray light of dawn crept through the heavy curtains. Sleep had been impossible. Every time she closed her eyes, the grainy photo burned behind her eyelids — her body arched against the library shelves, Adrian’s powerful frame dominating her, his hand wrapped possessively around her throat in the heat of passion. The caption “cumslut” mocked her in Lucas’s crude handwriting. One wrong move and everything would explode.

She had
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  • MY PROFESSOR'S FILTHY GIRL    Chapter 7

    Mia stared at the ceiling of her childhood bedroom until the first gray light of dawn crept through the heavy curtains. Sleep had been impossible. Every time she closed her eyes, the grainy photo burned behind her eyelids — her body arched against the library shelves, Adrian’s powerful frame dominating her, his hand wrapped possessively around her throat in the heat of passion. The caption “cumslut” mocked her in Lucas’s crude handwriting. One wrong move and everything would explode. She had lied so convincingly to her parents the night before. They had bought it — or at least pretended to — and her father had already started making calls to the Dean’s office, leveraging his donor status to frame the entire situation as a harassment case by a jealous ex. But Mia knew the truth was far more fragile. Evidence like that photo could destroy Adrian’s career in hours. She couldn’t sit and wait for her parents’ influence to work. She had to confront the source herself. After a tense break

  • MY PROFESSOR'S FILTHY GIRL    Chapter 6

    Mia drove through the iron gates of her family’s estate just before sunset, the familiar manicured lawns and imposing colonial mansion doing nothing to calm the anxiety churning in her stomach. The two-hour drive from campus had given her too much time to rehearse her lies, but facing her parents was an entirely different battlefield. Her father, Richard Sinclair, was a powerful real estate developer and major university donor. Her mother, Vanessa, was a socialite who chaired half a dozen charity boards. Image was everything to them. And right now, their only daughter was becoming campus gossip. A maid ushered her into the formal sitting room where both parents waited. Her father stood by the marble fireplace, scotch in hand, while her mother sat rigidly on the velvet sofa, lips pressed into a thin line. “Mia,” Richard said without preamble. “Explain.” She took a seat, folding her hands in her lap to hide their slight tremble. “It’s all nonsense, Dad. Jealous rumors started by my

  • MY PROFESSOR'S FILTHY GIRL    Chapter 5

    The campus was already on fire by the time Mia left the lecture hall. Word traveled faster than she could walk. Students she barely knew shot her sidelong glances, whispered behind their hands, and pulled out their phones the second she passed. By the time she reached the quad, her name was buzzing on half a dozen group chats she wasn’t even in. “Did you hear? Professor Vale and a senior…” “Lucas Grant lost his shit in class…” “She’s been fucking him for extra credit, obviously.” Mia kept her head high, jaw tight, but her stomach twisted into knots. The short skirt and confident strut that had felt powerful yesterday now made her feel exposed. She pulled her sweater tighter around herself and hurried toward the dorms. Sophie was waiting outside their building, arms crossed, blonde ponytail swinging as she paced. The moment she spotted Mia, she grabbed her arm and dragged her inside and up the stairs without a word. The second their dorm room door shut, Sophie exploded. “What

  • MY PROFESSOR'S FILTHY GIRL    Chapter 4

    The lecture hall buzzed with the low hum of students settling in for Professor Vale’s Thursday morning session. Mia arrived early again, claiming her usual seat in the front row center. Her body still carried the delicious ache from the night before—thighs sore, a faint bruise on her hip from the library shelves where Adrian had claimed her so thoroughly. She wore a modest sweater and a longer skirt today, trying to look like the serious senior she was supposed to be. But every time she shifted, she felt the ghost of his cum inside her and had to press her thighs together. Adrian entered exactly on time, as always. His tailored waistcoat and crisp shirt hid the tension in his shoulders. His grey-blue eyes swept the room and locked on hers for a fraction of a second too long. Mia saw the flash of heat—and the immediate wall of guilt that followed. He cleared his throat and launched into his lecture on postmodern narrative techniques without his usual dry wit. Mia took notes diligent

  • MY PROFESSOR'S FILTHY GIRL    Chapter 3

    The university library’s restricted upper floor was nearly deserted by 9 PM. Only the faint hum of fluorescent lights and the occasional creak of old wooden shelves broke the silence. Mia had claimed a corner table in the rare books section, surrounded by towering stacks that smelled of dust, leather, and aged paper. Her laptop was open to notes on *Delta of Venus*, but her mind was elsewhere—specifically on the thick load of Professor Vale’s cum still faintly leaking into the fresh pair of panties she’d changed into after his office. She crossed her legs, feeling the soreness between them, and smiled to herself. Footsteps echoed from the end of the aisle. Adrian appeared between the shelves like a shadow, carrying a small stack of reference books. He froze when he saw her. “Miss Sinclair,” he said tightly, voice low enough not to carry. “This is not a good idea.” Mia leaned back in her chair, letting her short skirt ride up. “I’m just studying, Professor. You’re the one who came

  • MY PROFESSOR'S FILTHY GIRL    Chapter 2

    Mia didn’t even wait for the next day. Three hours after swallowing Professor Vale’s cum in the empty lecture hall, she was standing outside his office door, heart pounding with wicked excitement. The hallway was still busy—students coming and going for afternoon office hours. Perfect. She had changed outfits. The pleated skirt was gone. Now she wore a tight crimson sweater that clung to her full breasts and a black micro-skirt so short it barely covered the curve of her ass. No panties. Her thighs still bore faint marks from his fingers earlier. She knocked once. “Come in.” Adrian’s voice was clipped, professional. When she stepped inside, his eyes darkened instantly. “Miss Sinclair. I believe we said this wouldn’t happen again.” Mia closed the door behind her but didn’t lock it. She smiled sweetly and dropped into the chair across from his massive oak desk. “I’m here for academic reasons, Professor. I have questions about the syllabus.” Adrian’s jaw clenched. Two oth

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