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Chapter 26: Don't Ask Me That

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She dragged her eyes up to meet mine—slow, deliberate—and I stilled.

Her knees were on the floor. Palms spread gently beside them, like an offering. Obedient. Composed.

Too composed.

Like she was waiting to be told.

“Come here.”

The words slipped out before I could stop them. Low. Rough. A command wrapped in need.

She smiled.

“Okay… Professor Lucien.”

She said it slowly. Like a dare. Like she knew exactly what that name did to me.

Then she crawled.

One knee forward. Then the other. Her hips swayed just enough to make it unbearable. Deliberate. Controlled.

Like she wasn’t obeying.

Like I was.

Her palms kissed the floor, fingers splayed. Graceful. Feline. Dangerous.

“Closer,” I heard myself whisper.

She tilted her head, lashes lowered like a curtain over something wicked.

“Is this how you imagined it, Professor?”

I hadn’t. I wouldn’t.

But now I’d never imagine anything else.

She inched closer—close enough that I could feel her breath ghosting across my skin.

And that
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