All Chapters of Dark Desires: The Professor's Obsession: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

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CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

ADRIAN"Lena, you're not having second thoughts right? A few days with me, off the grid?" I asked, glancing at her from the driver’s seat.She turned to me with that little smirk that made my heart stutter. "Adrian, I packed my bags, didn't I?""You could've just been humoring me. You do that a lot." I said, I just love teasing her a lot."No, you do that a lot. I say what I mean every time." She responded, smiling.I shook my head, smiling. She had this way of shutting me down with just her words. And I loved it.We pulled into the underground parking of my condo. It wasn't massive, but it was high enough up that we had a view of the entire skyline. Not that I'd be looking at anything except her for the next few days."Welcome to the cave," I said, holding the door open for her.She walked in and dropped her bag near the couch. "It’s too clean in here. Suspiciously clean.""I had it cleaned for you."She gave me a look, and I crossed the space between us and kissed her.“So, let's ge

CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO

LENAA week!It's been a whole agonizing week since Adrian got that text from God knows who during our mini vacation—the vacation had to be cut short because of that text.I missed when Adrian and I spent lazy mornings in bed, kissed until we were breathless, and whispered promises about not wanting to be anywhere else. And now? Nothing.Not a single text. Not a call. Not even a 'good morning' or 'made it back safe'—which he always did.School was resuming today, and I clung to the hope that I’d finally see him again. Maybe he got busy. Maybe something happened. Maybe he lost his phone. I kept telling myself that as I stood in front of the mirror, brushing my hair out of my face, trying to look less like I hadn't slept properly all week.When I stepped out of my dorm, the early January chill hit me like a slap. The sky was a dull gray, matching my mood. I pulled my jacket tighter around myself and made my way to the campus café.Ava and Mike were meeting up with me at the cafe today,

CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE

AVA I stood outside his apartment for a good ten minutes, staring at the door, breathing like I just ran a mile. My fingers hovered above the doorbell. I should’ve gone home. But I pressed it anyway, I needed him. He opened it fast, like he’d been waiting. “There she is,” Nathan muttered, jaw tight. “Took you long enough.” “I came straight here after my trip—” “You ignored every one of my calls for two weeks, Ava.” I stepped in slowly. “I just needed time with my family.” “You needed time away from me?” His voice cracked with fake hurt. “That’s what you’re saying?” “I didn’t mean it like that—” He slammed the door shut behind me and I flinched. “You never mean it like that,” he said, pacing. “But you do it anyway.” “I didn’t want to fight while I was there. I just wanted peace.” “Peace?” He scoffed. “So I’m chaos to you now?” “Nathan, that’s not what I—” He turned sharply. “You know what I went through without you? You weren’t there, Ava. Not one call. Not one text. Liter

CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR

LENARyan!Melissa’s charming, smug, overly touchy boyfriend who couldn’t keep his hands—or his comments to himself.He’d tried it once at a party, cornering me in the hallway and whispering that he liked girls who “played hard to get.” I pushed past him and never said a word. I didn’t want drama. Didn’t want to be the reason Melissa got hurt but she saw us and thought I was trying to make a move on her man.She hated my guts from then on and made my life miserable. I promised myself that I wouldn't breathe the same air as that stupid Ryan again.But here he was, standing in front of me and smiling like we were long lost friends.Last semester, he brushed my arm in the cafeteria and smirked. Later on, he asked if I needed a study partner—alone."Hey Lena! I've been thinking about you alot. When will you stop pretending like you don't see me?" He said, coming closer to me.I felt so disgusted."What do you want again?" I said flatly.He smirked. "Finally! She speaks to me.""Cut the cr

CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE

MIKEIt started like most awful mornings do—with my father yelling at me about something that wasn't worth it."Why the hell aren’t you dressed for the board meeting?" he barked, standing in my doorway like he owned the place. Technically, he did, but still.I didn’t look up from my phone. "Because I’m not going.""You ungrateful little—"I stood then, slowly. "Dad, we talked about this. I’m not working for the company. Not now."His jaw clenched. "You’re a disgrace. You think prancing around with your... friends makes you a man? You need to grow the hell up.""And you need to get out of my room," I said quietly, but firmly.He left eventually, but not before slamming the door so hard the picture of me and Mom tilted sideways. Great. Another reminder she’s not here to help me with his rage.I grabbed my keys and left. I didn’t even know where I was going, just that it had to be anywhere but home.Downtown was surprisingly chill for a Friday afternoon. I ended up at this artsy rooftop

CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX

ADRIANI hadn’t responded to Lena’s last three texts. I saw the notifications every time they came in, lighting up my screen with a warmth that contrasted the cold silence I returned. "Hey, are you okay? Haven’t heard from you." Then: "Is everything alright, Adrian?" And the one that broke me a little: "I miss you."I sat at my desk, the screen of my phone turned face down. I didn’t have the strength to look at it again.Ever since Evelyn came to my house walking around my living room like a predator in heels. She found out about Lena from Nova and she wasn't hearing it."You think you can play happy family with me one second and then go off to play house with your little student?"I dragged my hands down my face. "Don’t call her that. Also, I never tried acting like a family with you. Nothing about our marriage was happy."Evelyn turned to me, her eyes blazing. "Why not? It’s what she is, right? A girl. In college. And you? You’re a professor with a child and a past. You think that

CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN

MIKE I couldn’t stop thinking about it. Every time I closed my eyes, it wasn’t the act itself that bothered me—it was Leo’s face. The way he said it so casually, like inviting someone to drink after work. And me? I just stood there smiling like a damn fool. “Gangbang.” I whispered it aloud, sitting at the edge of my bed, my phone in hand. It didn’t feel like something I’d ever imagined myself agreeing to. But Leo wasn’t just anyone. He had that smirk, that messy confidence, that way of looking through you like he already knew your answer before you said anything. I really wanted to impress him. I rolled over and buried my face into my pillow. “What am I even doing?” I groaned. The truth was, I liked him. Maybe more than I should. He was closed-off, unpredictable, probably emotionally unavailable—but I’d seen something soft in him too. Or maybe I was just projecting. Still… if this was the way to get closer to him, did I really want to say no? I stared at the ceiling. “T

CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT

AVAI used to think love was supposed to feel like safety—like a warm bed after a long day, like someone waiting up for you just to ask how your day went. But with Nathan, love meant guilt. It meant silence. It meant walking on eggshells in my own skin.He wasn’t always like that. At least, I tell myself that sometimes. But the truth is, maybe I just didn’t want to see it.When I ignored his calls over the holidays, I knew what was coming."You think you can ignore me? Like I’m nothing?" He said immediately I sat down because of his threats.I didn’t even get a chance to speak. His hands were around my arm before I could blink, yanking me forward. My back hit the wall, and I remember the way the world tilted for a second. He didn’t just scream—he roared. And when I looked into his eyes, there was no love there. Only possession and pure rage.He punched the wall beside my head. "You’re mine, Ava. Do you understand that? Mine."I nodded, out of fear, not agreement. “Now for your punish

CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE

LENAIt started with coffee and cartoons.Ava sat on my couch in one of my oversized sweatshirts, her legs tucked under her, a blanket draped over her shoulders like armor. I brought her a warm mug and flopped beside her, nudging her with my elbow."You look like a sad burrito," I said.She gave me a small smile. "I feel like one."We didn’t say much for a while. The TV buzzed with nonsense, but it didn’t matter. She was quiet, and I didn’t push her to talk. I just wanted her to know she wasn’t alone.Around noon, I dragged her to the kitchen."You need to eat something other than cereal. Come on. Let’s cook something.""Define 'cook'," Ava said with a smirk, still wrapped in the blanket."I mean heat up leftovers and pretend we made it from scratch."She laughed, and for the first time in a while, her eyes crinkled the way they used to.We spent the day in pajamas, binge watching trashy teen dramas and making absurd commentary like we were paid critics."Okay, but who wears heels to

CHAPTER FORTY

MIKEI woke up with a pounding headache and the taste of someone else's cologne on my lips. My chest felt heavy, like I’d swallowed guilt and shame whole.The room was quiet—too quiet. No snoring, no soft hum of another body breathing beside me. Just me. Alone.Then I remembered last night’s orgy. Leo’s hand wrapped around mine as he guided me through the chaos like it was a casual Friday night.At the time, it felt like a high. A euphoric blur. I told myself it was just sex, just fun.But now?Now I was sitting on the edge of the bed, clutching my knees to my chest and wondering if I’d just crossed a line I couldn’t uncross.I grabbed my phone. Nothing from Leo. No text. Not even a meme.I went to the bathroom, splashed water on my face, and stared into the mirror. "You good, Mike?"I didn’t answer myself.I didn’t know.I decided to go to the club to get rid of the thoughts that were haunting me.The club that night was loud, chaotic, and smelled like tequila and sweat. I was there

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