All Chapters of FILTHY ETHNICS: THE PROFESSOR'S OBSESSION : Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

8 Chapters

Chapter 1

LUNA’S POVI sat in the back row of the lecture hall, as I always do, with my hoodie pulled low and my glasses slipping down my nose as I pretended to take notes. The room smelled like old books and coffee, but all I could think about was Dr. Alexander Elliott, who was pacing the front like he owned the whole place.And he might have. He was tall and broad-shouldered, with salt-and-pepper hair that caught the light above him and grey eyes that were sharp enough to cut glass. His voice was low and slow, and he talked about power dynamics and moral domination. Every word hit me deep in the gut.He stopped for a moment to let the sentence hang and said,"True power doesn't need force."It just is, and the weaker mind bends to it without knowing why. My pen stopped working in the middle of a word. My body reacted involuntarily, my core tightened, and I felt a flush rise to my cheeks. I hated how my body had become so predictable around him. One look from those eyes made my belly feel hot

Last Updated : 2026-02-11

Chapter 2

LUNA’S POVDr. Elliott stepped onto the stage while my fingers were still buried deep inside myself. The VIP room spun around me, and the hazy purple lights blurred the faces of the men watching from the shadows, cigars forgotten in their hands. My body was slick with sweat, my core clenched around nothing, and my juice dripped down my thighs like a traitor, but my mind screamed,"Run!This couldn’t be real. My ethics professor, the man whose voice alone made me tremble in class, was here, in this den of sin, looking at me like I was prey he’d been stalking for months. He didn’t hesitate. One hand grabbed my wrist, yanking my fingers out of my cunt with a wet pop that echoed too loud.I gasped as he slammed me chest-first against the pole, the cold metal biting into my nipples through the harness. My body bent involuntarily, submitting to him."What the fuck"I started, but his knee pushed between my legs, spreading me wide and grinding hard against my clit and balls until I cried out

Last Updated : 2026-02-11

Chapter 3

LUNA’S POVMy legs still shook, and cum trickled down the insides of my thighs when Marcus’s words hung in the air like a lit fuse."Elliott, you weren’t supposed to"The professor’s hand tightened around my waist, fingers digging in so hard it hurt. I could feel the shift in his grip, what was possessive now edged into something protective, tense and volatile like a coiled spring. Jax stood a few feet away, his eyes darting between us, the easy smile gone, replaced by something darker, hungrier. And Marcus? The owner of the club looked like he’d just swallowed glass."Supposed to what, Hale?"Elliott’s voice was cold, low, controlled, deadly."Are you supposed to pay for a private dance?"Or are you supposed to find out that you’ve been running an underage exploitation ring while pretending to host “private parties”?In seconds, Marcus’s face drained from red to pale. “That’s not listening, this is a mistake. Nyx is legal and consenting here”"Close your mouth."Elliott stepped forw

Last Updated : 2026-02-11

Chapter 4

LUNA’S POVWhen Jax and Marcus slammed the door to the alley behind them, Elliott's fingers were still deep in my leaking pussy, pushing his cum deeper inside me. His mouth devoured mine in sloppy, possessive kisses, and his teeth nipped my lower lip until I tasted blood. The cold brick wall scraped my back as he ground against me.I gasped, "They're gone,"but he kept going, The wet sounds of cum on his palm were dirty in the quiet night. He said, "Not gone far enough,"and pulled back just enough to turn me around and face the wall. My thong was long gone, and my pants were twisted around my ankles from the club. My ass was out and shining. He pulled my cheeks apart and moved his thumb around my rim before dipping in next to the mess he had made."You let that dancer touch you. Flirt with you. In front of me." His voice was thick and dark with jealousy. "Jax is just""Jax is a problem."Behind me, Elliott's belt clinked open. I heard the zip, then felt the blunt head of his co

Last Updated : 2026-02-11

Chapter 5

LUNA’S POVLila’s eyes were wide, coffee mug forgotten in her hand as she stared at me across the tiny kitchen table. The apartment smelled like burnt toast and her vanilla candle, but the air felt thick, suffocating. She’d seen me. Not just leaving the club performing. On the pole. Half-naked. And then walking out with a man who looked like he could buy the whole damn building."You followed me?" My voice cracked. I sank into the chair, ass still tender from Elliott’s relentless claiming, the ache a constant reminder of how far I’d fallen."Yeah, I followed you." Lila set the mug down hard enough to slosh coffee over the rim. "Because you’ve been disappearing every night, coming home smelling like smoke and sweat, dodging questions. I thought you were dealing or something worse. Then I saw you on that stage, Luna. Twisting around that pole like you were born for it. And that guy with the gray eyes and the suit looked at you like he owned you."My stomach twisted. "It’s not what you

Last Updated : 2026-02-11

Chapter 6: Breaking Point

The video looped again on Marcus’s cracked phone screen,my voice, high and desperate, begging Elliott to fuck me harder. The sound flooded the tiny office like poison gas.Jax still had Marcus pinned to the floor, knee grinding into his chest, but even he froze when the dean’s name flashed in the upload notification: "Uploading to secure cloud… 47% complete."Elliott stepped fully into the room. The door clicked shut behind him with surgical finality. His suit remained immaculate, but his eyes burned,wildfire, pure, unfiltered rage. He didn’t glance at Marcus. He didn’t glance at Jax. He looked only at me.And that look cracked something deep in my chest.“You came alone.” Not a question. A statement soaked in betrayal.“I,” My throat seized. “Marcus said if I didn’t,”“You didn’t trust me to handle it.” His voice dropped, colder now. “You walked into a trap instead of waiting five fucking minutes.”Jax shoved Marcus harder into the carpet. “Back off, Professor. She’s scared shitl

Last Updated : 2026-03-04

Chapter 7: Ghosts and Secrets

Luna's POVLila’s apartment was dead quiet except for the hum of the fridge and the distant sirens still echoing from downtown. She’d dropped Jax and me off without another word, but her silence screamed louder than any lecture. Now, hours later, Jax sat on the edge of my bed while I paced the tiny living room, still in the same cum-stained jeans, skin crawling with dried sweat and shame.Jax watched me, tattooed arms crossed over his chest, the ink on his forearms,wolves, chains, roses,shifting with every breath. He hadn’t said much since we left the club, but his presence filled the room like smoke.“You don’t have to stay,” I muttered, stopping in front of the window. Rain streaked the glass. “I’m fine.”“Bullshit.” His voice was low, rough from the fight. “You’re shaking. And you smell like him.”I flinched. Elliott’s scent,woodsy cologne mixed with sex,still clung to me. I hadn’t showered yet. Part of me didn’t want to wash him off.Jax stood, slow and deliberate, crossing the ro

Last Updated : 2026-03-06

Chapter 8: Layers of Betrayal

Elliott’s apartment loomed like a fortress in the night, lights dim behind floor-to-ceiling windows. My knees ached from the crawl across the tile, wrists bound tight behind my back with his belt. The key Jax gave me dug into my thigh pocket, a secret weight, while the flash drive burned in the other. I paused at the bedroom threshold, heart slamming, clit already swollen and throbbing between my thighs.He stood there shirtless, muscles etched under warm lamplight, slacks tented obscenely. His gray eyes raked over me like fire. “On the bed. Face down. Ass up.”I obeyed, scrambling onto the king-sized mattress, knees spreading wide. The sheets smelled like him, clean linen and sin. He circled me slowly, a predator assessing prey. “You let him fuck you,” he said again, voice a low rumble. “Let him come inside what’s mine.”I whimpered. “I’m sorry, ”“Not yet, you’re not.” His hand cracked across my ass, sharp, stinging. I jolted, pussy clenching around the mixed loads still inside me.

Last Updated : 2026-03-09

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