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The Hidden Room
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2026-04-07 03:57:28
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My Professor’s Obsession The Price of Staying
The hidden room felt like it was shrinking as Caspian lowered himself onto me. I looked up at that photo on the ceiling—the one of us in the garden—and then I looked at his eyes. They weren't cold anymore. They were full of a dark, hungry fire."You really kept everything," I whispered, my voice caught in my throat."I told you," Caspian said, his hands pinning my wrists above my head. "I don't let go of what I want."He didn't wait. He kissed me, and it felt like he was trying to swallow my soul. His tongue was rough against mine, tasting like smoke and expensive gin. He moved his hand down, ripping the lace of my panties to the side just like he did the first night. When his fingers touched me, I felt a jolt of heat so sharp I almost cried out. I was already wet, my body betraying me before he even really started."You’re shaking, Sera," he murmured against my neck. "Is it fear? Or do you want this as much as I do?""Shut up," I gasped, arching my back as his thumb found that one sp
My Professor’s Obsession The Hidden Room
The drive back from the gala felt like I was sitting in a freezer. Caspian didn't say anything, but I could feel his eyes on me every time a streetlamp passed by. My face still stung where Isolde had slapped me. But the sting in my chest was bigger. He knew about the "Ghost." He knew someone was taking pictures of us.When we got to the Glass Cage, he didn't tell me to go home. He just walked inside. I followed him because I was too scared to be alone."Sit down, Sera," Caspian said. He threw his tuxedo jacket onto a chair."I don't want to sit. I want to know who is taking those pictures," I said. My voice was shaking."You're breaking the rules. You're speaking," he reminded me. He poured himself a glass of dark liquid."The contract says I can't talk during sessions! We aren't in a session. We just got back from a party where your friends treated me like a dog!"Caspian looked at me over the rim of his glass. "They aren't my friends. They are business. And the person with the camer
My Professor’s Obsession The Gala Trap
"You’re shaking again," Caspian said.We were in the back of his black town car, the leather seats smelling of expensive wood and cold power. The Maine night was a wall of black glass outside. I was wearing a gown of midnight blue silk—high-necked, long-sleeved, and suffocatingly elegant. Underneath the stiff collar of the dress, the iron-and-silk weight of his brand was hidden, a secret anchor against my skin."It's a gala, Professor. Half the Board wants to kick me out, and the other half wants to pretend my family never existed. Why am I here?""You're here because an architect needs to show off his most prized acquisition," he said, not looking at me. He was staring at the passing lights, his profile sharp enough to cut stone. "And because Dominic Calloway needs to see exactly how much you don't belong to him anymore.""He's going to make a scene. You know how he is. He’s like a dog with a bone."Caspian turned his head then, his arctic eyes pinning me to the seat. "Let him bark.
My Professor’s Obsession The Campus Smile
Walking through the quad at Aethelgard felt like walking through a minefield while wearing a ballgown. My skin was still tight from the salt air of the Glass Cage, and my neck felt phantom-heavy, as if the iron collar was still there, branding me. I had to look perfect. I had to look like Seraphina St. Claire—the girl who was fine, the girl who wasn't currently being owned by the most terrifying man on campus.I was sitting on the stone steps of the library when the shadow fell over me."You look like you've seen a ghost, Sera," Dominic said. He was leaning against a pillar, a group of his lacrosse friends hovering behind him like a pack of hyenas. "Or maybe just someone who knows they're about to be expelled."I didn't look up from my sketchbook. "Leave me alone, Dominic.""Why so tense?" He stepped closer, his voice dropping so the others couldn't hear. "Is it because you're realizing that nobody is coming to save you? Not your bankrupt father, and certainly not your loser brother."
My Professor’s Obsession The Weight of Knowledge
The bruises on my soul were starting to match the ones on my skin.The drive to the Glass Cage the next night felt like a descent into a beautiful, high-tech tomb. The image of those sketches—me at nineteen, me at twenty, me in a mask I hadn't even bought yet—burned behind my eyelids like a brand. Caspian hadn’t just chanced upon my ruin; he had curated it. He had watched my family crumble and my brother spiral, waiting for the exact moment I became desperate enough to sell myself to the only man who could "save" me.The hydraulic doors hissed open, and the cold, salt-tinged air of the studio hit me. Caspian was already there, standing by a massive slab of black granite that served as a secondary posing table. He didn't look up from the charcoal he was sharpening with a surgical blade."Five minutes early," he noted, his voice a low, clinical vibration. "Knowledge seems to have made you punctual, Seraphina. Or perhaps just more afraid.""Why did you do it?" I whispered, my voice tremb
My Professor’s Obsession The Brand of Ownership
Sera POVThe lecture hall felt like a courtroom, and I was the one on trial.The air in Aethelgard’s vaulted classrooms always smelled of ancient dust and expensive floor wax, but today, it felt suffocating. I sat in my usual seat, my fingers digging into the edge of the mahogany desk until my knuckles turned white. My skin felt raw, still buzzing from the friction of the stranger—no, the Professor—and the stone wall from a week ago.Caspian Blackwood stood at the front of the room, tapping a laser pointer against his palm with a rhythmic, hypnotic thwack. He didn't look like a man who spent his nights pinning women against garden walls. He looked like an apex predator in a tailored charcoal suit, his face a mask of arctic indifference.My "recovered" files were projected on the massive screen behind him—the work he had magically restored after Dominic’s digital execution in the archives. Seeing my designs up there should have felt like a victory, but with Caspian standing next to the
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