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

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,

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

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

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

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