All Chapters of On My Professor's Desk: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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CHAPTER TEN

William shut off the shower and stood for a long moment, letting the silence roar in his ears. His body still hummed with the ghost of Ava’s touch, every nerve wired to her memory. He scrubbed his face with both hands, trying to erase her — the taste of her, the sound of her moans, the way she had clung to him like he was the only thing she’d ever wanted.But Ava wasn’t here. Vanessa was.He dried himself off slowly, as though delaying the inevitable, then tied the towel around his waist and stepped into the bedroom. The lamp was dim, the duvet rumpled, Vanessa’s silhouette shifting against it. She was still awake as promised.She rolled over as he slipped beneath the covers, her dark hair spilling across the pillow, her eyes searching his face in the low light.“You finally made it,” she whispered, her tone soft but weighted.“Yeah,” he murmured, lying back, his gaze fixed on the ceiling. “Long night.”For a moment, there was only the sound

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CHAPTER ELEVEN

Ava waited until the hallway outside his office was empty before she slipped in and turned the lock behind her. The faint click echoed like a secret.William looked up from the papers scattered across his desk, startled. The instant he saw her, his expression shifted—from composed professor to the man who had completely lost control the night before.“Ava,” he said, his voice low, uncertain. "You didn't even knock.""Oops! I'm sorry. I just couldn't wait to see you."“You shouldn’t be here.” He said sternly.She smiled slowly, stepping closer, her heels clicking against the tile. “I told myself the same thing,” she murmured. “But it didn’t help. I couldn’t stop thinking about last night.”He stood, the chair scraping back. “Ava—”“Don’t.” Her voice trembled slightly, a mixture of nerves and hunger. “Don’t tell me to leave like you didn’t pull me apart in that car. Like you haven’t been thinking about it every second since.”The air between them thickened as Ava held his gaze, catching

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CHAPTER TWELVE

Dr. William Reid’s mouth went dry. “Where did you—”“In your car,” she said, cutting him off. “Found it between the back seats this morning.”He opened his mouth, searching for words that didn’t sound like lies. “Maybe one of my students dropped it when I—”Vanessa’s eyes narrowed. “When you what? Drove them somewhere?”Before he could answer, she suddenly brought a hand to her mouth, grimacing. “God, that smell—what is that?” She coughed lightly, the scent of Ava’s perfume still heavy in the air. “It’s making me dizzy.”She turned and stumbled toward the small bathroom adjoining the office, muttering something about needing a moment.The second the door closed behind her, William turned sharply toward the bookcase. “Now,” he hissed under his breath. “Go.”Ava stepped out, pale and shaken, clutching her bag to her chest. “Your wife—”“Don’t,” he cut in. His voice was low, frantic. “Just get out, Ava. Use the side hallway. No one will see you.”Her throat tightened, but she nodded, sli

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CHAPTER THIRTEEN

The next day, the afternoon sun poured through the tall glass windows of the faculty building, casting sharp streaks of gold across the polished floors. Ava waited until the last of the students filtered out of the hallway before making her move.Her pulse raced with every step she took. The corridor was quiet now—too quiet. She could hear the faint hum of the air conditioner and the echo of her own heels. When she reached his door, she didn’t knock this time either. She couldn’t bring herself to.She turned the handle and slipped inside.Dr. William Reid was at his desk, glasses perched low on his nose, pen moving briskly across a stack of papers. He didn’t look up when she entered.“Dr. Reid?” Her voice came out smaller than she intended.He froze for half a second, then lifted his head slowly. His expression wasn’t the one she remembered—the soft, almost tender one that made her forget to breathe. This one was colder. Distant.“Ava.” His tone was flat, weary. “You shouldn’t be here

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CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Days blurred into nights, and with each sunrise, it became painfully clear that Dr. William Reid meant every word he’d said.He avoided her with surgical precision.No more lingering glances across the lecture hall.No more subtle smirks that only she understood.No more texts, no more stolen meetings, no more anything.He became ice.At first, Ava told herself it was temporary—that he just needed time to think, that he was protecting her from his wife’s suspicions. But when her messages went unanswered, when her calls stopped going through, when she realized he had blocked her—completely shut her out—something inside her cracked.Her world shrank. Her grades slipped. She forgot to eat. She would wake up at night reaching for her phone, half-hoping for a message that would never come.William had become her oxygen—and now, she was suffocating.In class, he never looked her way. He’d lecture with that same calm authority, explaining theories and grading presentations, his voice steady

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CHAPTER FIFTEEN

The night was cold, the kind of weather for two.The corridors of the dorm were silent when they returned. Ava fumbled with her keys, her laughter quiet and uneven, the kind that came more from exhaustion than joy. Louis stood behind her, watching as she finally pushed the door open.“Come in,” she said, the words slipping out before she had time to think them through.He hesitated for a second. “Are you sure?”No—she wasn’t sure of anything anymore.But she nodded anyway.Inside, the air was thick with the faint scent of her perfume and the stale reminder of sleepless nights. Books were scattered on the table, her half-finished essay blinking on her laptop screen. Louis looked around, unsure where to stand, while Ava sank onto the edge of her bed, the room tilting slightly from the alcohol and the ache she’d been carrying for days.He crouched in front of her. “You okay?”Her eyes lifted to his, glassy and uncertain. “I don’t know what that means anymore.”He smiled softly. “Then may

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CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Seven days.That was how long it had been since Ava Sterling last stepped foot in class.In that time, she’d learned exactly how long shame could last when it refused to fade. It stayed with her — in the mornings when she brushed her hair, in the nights when she lay awake, replaying every moment that had brought her here.Louis’s voice.Her own choices.The deafening silence that followed.She’d deleted his messages. She’d avoided calls from Camille. She told herself it was easier this way — to disappear until people forgot her absence. But even she knew that was a fantasy.Still, life didn’t stop for her guilt. Her bills didn’t. Her rent didn’t. So she threw herself into her part-time jobs — the bookstore near campus during the day, and the small café on the edge of town in the evenings. Both places demanded routine, which was good; she needed something predictable when her thoughts weren’t.The bell above the café door jingled as another customer left. Ava wiped down a table slowly,

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CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

The classroom door creaked open just as Camille was laughing over something one of their classmates said. Heads turned. For a moment, all the murmuring and scribbling died down.Ava Sterling stepped in quietly, clutching her books to her chest. Her heart beat too fast for such a normal setting—the kind of nervous rhythm that made her hands feel clammy and her throat dry. It had only been a week, but it felt like she’d been gone for months.“Ava!” Camille’s delighted voice broke the silence. “You actually came!”Ava smiled faintly, though her pulse didn’t slow. “I told you I would.”“You look better,” Camille said, scooting over so Ava could sit beside her. “I was beginning to think you wouldn't show.”“Almost did,” Ava murmured, setting her bag down. She felt the eyes on her—the curious ones, the indifferent ones, and then his.Louis.He sat at the far end of the class, pretending to scroll through his notes, but she could feel the weight of his stare. He hadn’t said a word since that

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CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

The sound of footsteps echoed down the corridor as Ava walked, the muted hum of students filling the space behind her. Her mind was still tangled in Dr. Reid’s words—Don’t stay away so long next time.It played in her head like a secret melody she couldn’t silence. Every syllable had carried meaning, every glance had felt deliberate. He hadn’t smiled, but something about his voice… it had been softer. Warmer.He actually missed her...Her phone buzzed, jolting her from the thought.Camille: “Cafeteria. Lunch time. Jason’s here too.”Ava exhaled a quiet laugh. She could almost hear Camille’s teasing tone.Her stomach growled, reminding her she hadn’t eaten since morning. Maybe some food—and distraction—was exactly what she needed.She was halfway down the hallway toward the cafeteria when a figure suddenly stepped into her path.Louis.He looked tense—more than tense, actually. His jaw was set, his eyes dark and unreadable.“Ava,” he said, his voice low. “We need to talk.”She hesitate

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CHAPTER NINETEEN

Ava Sterling stood in front of Dr. Reid’s office door for a full minute before knocking. The corridor was quiet, the faint hum of fluorescent lights mixing with the sound of her heartbeat. She smoothed her palms against her skirt, willing her nerves to settle.When his voice finally came—low, composed, unmistakably his—it sent a ripple down her spine.“Come in.”She pushed the door open.Dr. Reid sat behind his desk, a pen poised in his hand. He looked up, and in that instant the air between them changed—thickened somehow.“Miss Sterling.” His tone was formal, but his gaze wasn’t. “You’re on time.”“I didn’t want to keep you waiting,” she said softly, shutting the door behind her.“Good.” He gestured toward the chair across from him. “Have a seat.”She obeyed, her knees brushing the edge of the desk. The scent of his cologne lingered in the air—crisp, masculine, impossibly familiar, and wrapped with a lot of memories she would love to replay.He slid a set of papers toward her. “The m

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