**Vivian's POV**I'm prolly the only student who's got a key to her professor's house. And it's not even creepy or anything! Professor Gilbert himself gave me the key a couple of years back when I started dating his son, Liam. It's actually pretty sweet of him.Every time I went to meet Liam, Professor Gilbert would be the one to answer the door.The act started to grow tiring on him such that he refused to do it anymore and instead made me a copy of the key to come over whenever I wanted to. The said key is going to be the reason my relationship ends with his son.As the lock clicks, I gently push the door open, being careful not to make a sound. I know this door well, it always creaks. The hallway of the Scandinavian duplex apartment is dim, the lights haven't been turned on yet, and the sun just set.I step inside the cozy home that has become known to me since I started dating Liam Gilbert. It always smells of something fruity. Liam and his Dad are the only ones who live here. Th

**Nikolay's POV**"Hey... I just want to have a chat," I quickly interject before she jumps to conclusions."What do you want to talk about?"She visibly eases up, leaning back in her seat, causing her skirt to ride up a bit. I avert my gaze from her thighs as she lets out a sigh, a sound that brings me comfort.Nervously, I tap my fingers on the steering wheel."I'm seeing, and it only reminds me of every time she says "Yes, sir" to me in college. I purse my lips tensely, my sexual history being a subject I don't wish to broach even with myself. It is the reason I don't keep girlfriends and get off by being a member of Private Affairs, an exclusive members-only kink club that is run by my close friend, Paul Rodriguez. I can't imagine a girl like Vivian being able to go through my particular area of kink."Did he ever...hurt you?" I approach the subject with the question, wanting to make sure that I am not missing out on my son's wild activities."No!" Vivian shakes her head."Neve

**Vivian's POV**My day has been the absolute worst. Seeing Liam out there on the field, playing with his teammates, just days after we broke up, really hit me hard. He seemed so carefree, as if he had already moved on and forgotten about me. Not that I was pining for him or anything, but it still made me feel a bit left out, like I was so easily erased from his life.To make matters worse, I took a day off from college, pretending to be all depressed, but ended up treating myself to a spa day on a Monday instead. And to top it all off, his dad randomly called me out in the classroom, catching me red-handed. Ugh, so embarrassing!Nikolay was so stern to me in class today, Ipondered over the reason behind his sudden change of attitude. Was it because I hugged him that night? I didn't mean to do that.However, his offer was so welcoming, contrary to the lonely apartment that was waiting for me. I had almost entered the gates when I traced my steps back to him.His body had been warm

**Vivian's POV**He catches me off guard by letting out a deep sigh, setting the paper down and leaning back.With his tattooed, slim forearms crossed over his chest, he starts, "Listen, Vivian... I get that things in your life have taken a turn, but you can't afford to neglect your studies. This is about your future, and your exams are right around the corner. If you lose focus now, your career will suffer.""I'm sorry, sir. I won't make that mistake again.""You better not, V. Oakwood doesn't allow for mistakes." His tone is hard, completely devoid of the tenderness it had that night a week ago when he came into my apartment. I meet his eyes briefly, trying to search in them for a glimpse of the Nikolay who let himself speak those words to me with an untamable passion."Like someone who wants tobe fucked dirty"Had I dreamed of that scenario? Or is he too ashamed by those words to ever be reminded of them again? In fact, all his anger recently seems to be directed towards me ins

**Nikolay's POV**"Vee's eyes gleam, her long," dark lashes pushing dark thoughts to hide behind her lids no matter how much I try to reveal them.I feel sorry for Liam. He used to tell me how he would have loved for his family to be whole again.A vision of a sad Liam talking his heart out to Vee stills me. They must have been a lot closer than I thought they were.A storm of rage unfurls inside me just at the thought. You don't have to worry about him. I'll make him understand.My words are strong as my fingers curl to fists, the veins in my hands fleshing which makes Vee's eyes flicker to them. She looks at me as if she is trying to study me, figure out all the messed up parts of me, as if she has already uncovered all of me.Thanks for coming when I called, she says, touching the tips of her fingers to my forearm and all I can think of is that those fingers aren't enough.I need her entire being. I want to bend her over the nearest table and ram into her so deep that she forgets a