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2026-06-10 23:07:29Elena Carson
I don’t wait for him to say anything else before I walk out of his office. The door clicks shut behind me, and I keep walking, fast and angry. My heart is hammering so hard I can feel it in my throat. My cheeks are burning too and my hands won’t stop shaking. I just need to get the fuck away from him. Who the hell does he think he is? Drop his class? Just like that? No explanation, no real reason, just “I don’t need complications” like I’m some kind of problem he can erase with a few cold words. I shove open the main doors of the building and step outside, the fresh air hitting my face. It doesn’t help. My mind is spiraling. I need this class. It’s extra credits, and every other elective I wanted is already closed for registration. If I drop Psychology now, I’ll fall behind. It’ll mess up my entire schedule and delay graduation. I can’t afford that. Not after everything I’ve worked for. And the worst part? He knows it. Or at least he should. He’s supposed to be this brilliant professor, right? So why is he acting like my presence alone is a complication he can’t handle? I’m so lost in my head that I don’t see Josh until I almost crash into him. “Whoa…” He steadies me with a light touch on my arm, blue eyes wide with surprise before they crinkle in amusement. “Either you’re having a terrible morning… or I’ve missed a memo about emotional disasters being contagious.” I pull back, flustered. “I’m fine.” Josh Bennett, final-year performance arts major who always looks like he’s halfway through a joke. Josh raises an eyebrow. “That sounded convincing in a ‘please don’t ask again’ kind of way.” I don’t smile back. I can’t. My chest feels too tight. “Okay… rough morning then,” he says, more gently this time. He studies me for a second. “Is there a problem?” I let out a short, bitter laugh. “I’m used to problems.” I start walking away before he can say anything else. His voice follows me. “That’s usually what people say before things get worse.” I don’t respond. I just keep walking toward Nora’s usual parking spot, my mind still replaying Killian’s cold expression. The way he looked at me like I was something he needed to get rid of. It stings. Nora is already waiting in the car, scrolling on her phone. The second I open the door and drop into the passenger seat, she clocks me. “Spill,” she says immediately. “You look like you want to murder someone.” I slam the door harder than necessary and lean my head back against the seat. “Your brother is teaching my Psychology class.” Nora blinks. “Wait… what?” “Yeah. Professor Davenport. In the flesh.” My voice comes out sharper than I intended. “And he pulled me aside after class and told me to drop it. Just like that. No real explanation. Said he doesn’t need ‘complications’ in his class.” Nora’s mouth falls open. “He said what? Why would he care if you’re in his class or not?” “I don’t know!” I snap, frustration bubbling over. I’m embarrassed, angry, and way too unsettled for my own good. “I barely said two words to him and he’s already trying to kick me out. Who does he think he is?” Nora starts the car, frowning. “That doesn’t sound like Killian. He’s usually… distant, but not petty. Want me to talk to him?” “No.” The word comes out fast. I cross my arms tighter over my chest. “I can handle it myself. I’m not dropping the class. I need those credits, and every other elective is full. He doesn’t get to decide that for me just because he’s… him.” Nora glances at me, eyebrows raised. “You sound really worked up about this.” “I’m not worked up,” I lie. “I’m just… irritated.” The car falls quiet for a moment. I stare out the window, trying to calm the chaotic mix of emotions swirling inside me. Anger. Embarrassment. And that stupid, traitorous flutter I felt when he looked at me too long in his office. I hate it. I hate that after seven years, one conversation with him can still throw me off balance. I’m supposed to be over him. I am over him. Or at least I was, until he came back and decided to ruin my perfectly fine semester. Nora finally speaks, softer this time. “You sure you don’t want me to say something? He listens to me sometimes.” “I’m sure.” I straighten in my seat, trying to regain some control. “I’m staying in that class. I’m not intimidated by Professor Davenport.” Even as I say the words, my stomach twists. Because deep down, I know the truth. I’m not just intimidated. Something about him makes me feel like I’m already losing control. And that scares me more than anything he actually said.
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Elena Carson I close the album carefully.The woman behind the counter smiles at me.“It’s lovely.”“Thank you.”“Is it a gift?”“Yes.”“For someone special?”I look down at the cover.“Very special.”She wraps the album in tissue paper and places it back in the bag. I thank her again, pay for the work, and carry it to the car.Once I’m outside, I call a cab and get in. For a moment, I consider opening it again.I don’t.Instead, I give the driver the address.He’s waiting for me when I arrive, standing in the living room with his phone in one hand and a look of mild impatience on his face.“There you are.”I check the time. “I’m not late.”“I didn’t say you were.”“You looked like you were about to file a missing-person report.”“I was considering it.”I set my bag down and walk straight into his arms.He catches me easily, one hand settling at my waist while the other comes up to cradle the back of my head.“Hello, baby,” he murmurs against my hair.“Hi.”He kisses my forehead,
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Elena Carson By four thirty in the afternoon, I have checked the time so many times that I’m beginning to suspect my phone is doing it on purpose.Every time I look at the screen, the numbers seem to mock me.Four thirty-two.Four thirty-five.Four thirty-eight.I have exactly one hour left at Holland Enterprise, and for once, I am not thinking about the report sitting on my desk, the emails I still need to answer, or the list of things my supervisor expects me to finish before the end of the week.I’m thinking about Killian’s suitcase.More specifically, I’m thinking about the fact that tomorrow morning, he will close it, leave his penthouse, and get on a plane to England.Tomorrow.I’ve been aware of the countdown for days. I’ve watched it approach while pretending I can handle it, and I can. I still can. I’ve gone to work, completed assignments, laughed with my colleagues, and spent my evenings with him. I haven’t abandoned my responsibilities or spent every waking hour asking him
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Killian DavenportWe leave a little later, after Elena has promised my mother she’ll visit again soon.Barbara hugs her at the door and holds on for an extra moment.“You know you’re always welcome here,” she tells her. “You don’t have to wait for an invitation.”“I know.”“And if you need anything, anything at all, you call me.”Elena smiles. “I will.”My mother kisses her forehead, then steps back.I watch Elena’s face as we walk toward the car. She is thoughtful, but not upset.“What?” I ask when we’re inside.She buckles her seat belt. “Your mother was being unusually affectionate.”“She has always been affectionate.”“More than usual.”“Perhaps she likes you.”Elena turns to stare at me.“Perhaps?”“I’m still gathering evidence.”She smacks my shoulder.I laugh and start the engine.She remains quiet for a moment, looking out through the windshield.Then she turns back to me.“Did you ask her to look out for me?”I could lie. It would be easy enough, and she would probably know i
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Killian Davenport By the time we visit my mother, the reality of my departure has become part of the ordinary rhythm of our days.Not a shadow hanging over every conversation. Not something Elena and I have to keep examining to make sure it hasn’t changed shape overnight.It is simply there.I have arrangements to finish. She has work to do. We have evenings together, and we make the most of them without pretending we can stop time.I take her to see Barbara in the late afternoon.Elena knows where we’re going before we reach the house because she recognizes the turn onto the familiar street.“Your mother said she wanted to see me,” she says, looking at me.“She did.”“When did she tell you that?”“Yesterday.”“And you didn’t think to tell me?”“I didn’t realize I needed your permission to visit my mother.”She turns toward me slowly.I keep my expression neutral.“You’re going to regret saying that.”“I’m already regretting it.”She smiles triumphantly and reaches for my hand as
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Killian Davenport The next few days settle into a rhythm that feels surprisingly ordinary.Elena goes to Holland Enterprise every morning, returning in the evenings with stories about the people she works with, the things she has been asked to do, and the small victories she seems determined to pretend aren’t victories at all.On Monday, she tells me she has been given responsibility for preparing a report.On Tuesday, she tells me she has finished it.On Wednesday, she informs me that her supervisor has asked her to assist with another project.I look up from my laptop. “That’s good.”“I know.”“Then why do you look suspicious?”“Because I think they’re testing me.”“They probably are.”Her mouth falls open.I close my laptop halfway, giving her my full attention. “You’re an intern, Elena. They’re going to give you work, observe how you handle it, and decide whether you’re capable of taking on more. That’s generally how internships work.”“I know how internships work
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Killian Davenport I clench my jaw and stay silent, but my cock is fully hard now, pressing against the front of my trousers. She sees it. Of course she does. Her eyes flick down, linger, and that smile widens.She reaches behind her back. The bra unhooks. She holds the cups against her chest for a second longer than necessary, teasing, before letting it fall. Her breasts spill free, full, soft, nipples already tight. She walks to the bed, climbs on, and sits against the headboard with her legs loosely bent. Across from me. Perfect view.Then she cups them.Both hands. Thumbs brushing over her nipples in slow circles. She pinches lightly, rolls them between her fingers, and a soft sound slips out of her throat. My hands tighten on the arms of the chair. My cock throbs, heavy and aching.She looks straight at me while she does it.“You’re not allowed to touch,” she whispers. “Not yet.”I groan low in my chest. She immediately presses a finger to her lips.“Shh. Don’t move.”I stay
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Elena CarsonIt’s been three days since Professor Davenport asked me to drop his class and I told him no.Three days of successfully avoiding him. Or maybe he’s been avoiding me. Either way, I haven’t seen him since that awkward confrontation in his office. But I hear his name everywhere I turn o
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Killian Davenport Of all the women in New York, why did it have to be Elena Carson who walked into my classroom?I lean against my desk, arms crossed, watching her stand awkwardly in the middle of the empty lecture hall. Messy bun, slightly wrinkled blouse, flushed cheeks. She looks like
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Elena Carson KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCK. I jolt awake, heart pounding. Ow. My head is killing me. I rub my temples and slowly register that I’m on the floor of my room. Not my bed. My hair is stuck to my cheek and there’s a dull ache behind my eyes that makes even breathing feel like effort. Everyth
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Elena Carson He wasn’t supposed to be here tonight.Killian Davenport straightens from the bar, his grey eyes locked on me like he’s trying to place something. My stomach flips violently. He starts walking toward me, slow and deliberate, like a predator who just spotted easy prey. I freeze
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