The heavy oak door of Professor Elias Voss’s private office slammed shut behind me as I was shoved inside.I stumbled forward, barely catching myself on the large mahogany desk. My university uniform, a short plaid skirt, white button-up shirt that was already half-unbuttoned, and no bra or panties, left nothing to the imagination. My thighs were still sticky from the car ride over, where Damien had fingered me the entire way while making me call him “Professor” in preparation.Elias Voss stood behind me, the same professor who had once blackmailed me, now looking at me like I was his favorite returning student.“Lock the door,” he ordered, his voice low and commanding.I turned the lock with shaking fingers, then faced him, my nipples hard against the thin fabric of my shirt.Elias stepped closer, grabbing my chin roughly and forcing me to look up at him.“You’ve been gone for so long, Lila,” he murmured, his thumb brushing my lower lip. “Fucking kings, cults, billionaires… but you c
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