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The Public Cracks
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2026-04-09 11:27:06
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My Professor’s Obsession The Board’s Attention
The next morning, the black car didn't take me to the architecture building. It stopped in front of a private club by the harbor. The air tasted like salt and money."Wait here," the driver said.I didn't have to wait long. A woman walked out of the club. She looked like a older, sharper version of Caspian. Her hair was pulled back so tight it looked painful, and her suit cost more than my father’s old house. This was Helena Blackwood. The woman who really ran the Board."You’re smaller than the photos suggest," Helena said. She didn't say hello. She just got into the back seat next to me."I’m Seraphina St. Claire," I said. I tried to keep my voice steady."I know who you are, child. I’ve spent the last hour looking at your family’s debt records," she said. She tapped a gold pen against her leather bag. "My son has a habit of collecting broken things. He thinks it makes him a better architect. I think it makes him a target.""I'm not a thing," I said. "And I'm not broken."Helena lau
My Professor’s Obsession The First Rumor
The morning after the studio, the air at Aethelgard felt like a held breath. I walked into the student center, and for the first time, the whispers didn't stop when I got close. They got louder.I sat down at a corner table with a coffee I didn't want. Two girls from my history of architecture class walked by, looking at their phones and then at me."Is that her?" one whispered."Must be," the other said. "Who else would be out at three in the morning in a red dress?"I felt a chill that had nothing to do with the Maine wind. I looked down at my phone. A link had been sent to the campus forum. No names. No faces. Just a grainy photo of a black car turning onto the cliff road that led to the Glass Cage."Sera! Look at this!"Dominic slammed his tray onto my table. He was smiling, but it was a sharp, jagged smile."Look at what, Dominic?" I asked. I tried to keep my hand from shaking."The whole school is talking about the 'Midnight Muse,'" he said. He sat down across from me. "They say
My Professor’s Obsession The Public Cracks
The walk from the parking lot to the architecture building felt like balancing on a thin wire. My legs were heavy from the night on the cot, and every time the wind hit my neck, I felt like the iron collar was still there. I had to look like a normal student. I had to act like I wasn't living in a secret room with a man who had been watching me for years."Sera! Hey, Sera!"I stopped near the fountain. It was Dominic. He was wearing his team jacket, looking like he owned the sun and the air."I'm late for class, Dominic," I said. I kept my eyes on my shoes."You're always late lately," he said. He stepped in front of me, blocking the path. "And you look like you haven't slept in a week. What’s the matter? Is the Ice Professor working you too hard on those... archives?""It’s a big project," I said. "He wants the exhibition to be perfect."Dominic laughed. It was a loud, mean sound. "He wants you to be perfect. But you don't look perfect today. You look messy. You look like you're fall
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.
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