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CHAPTER 14 - SEDUCING MY PROFESSOR I

Author: Melanie Writes
last update publish date: 2026-09-26 05:11:44
I had wanted Professor Adrian Kane for three years.

It started the first week of my undergraduate degree. He walked into the lecture hall in a charcoal shirt with the sleeves rolled up, salt-and-pepper hair neat, voice low and precise, and something in my stomach flipped so hard I forgot how to take notes. Even at forty-two, he looked very handsome and hot. Everyone else saw a strict, brilliant literature professor. I saw the way his hands moved when he wrote on the board, the way his muscles fl
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