All Chapters of Taboo pleasures (Sweet sin): Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

ElaraI told myself I was only going back for research but that wasn’t true. While I helped patrons find books and arranged shelves, My body still remembered Lucian’s touch last night. By the time evening came, I was restless, aching in a way no normal touch had ever made me feel.At 11:45 PM, I pretended I was occupied with rearranging books in the shelves. I waited for everyone to leave, most especially Grandfather.I locked the main doors waited in the silence. My heart hammered as the grandfather clock finally struck midnight.The golden glow finally appeared again.I stepped into the hidden section, my breath shaky. Lucian was already there, leaning against a shelf with his arms crossed, those midnight-blue eyes watching me like he had been expecting me.“You came back,” he said, his voice sent a fresh shiver down my spine.Uhm… I just wanted to understand everything that happened last night better,” I whispered, even though I knew that was only half true. Lucian smiled. He

ElaraI chose the Midnight Library more than my work life. My real life was disappearing fast. I was showing up to work exhausted, dark circles under my eyes, making up weak excuses about family emergencies and insomnia. Few people had texted me asking where I had been all day long. I ignored most of them. All I could think about was Lucian. I need to let go of this addiction, if not, cause I’m cooked! My mindset kept replaying his hands, his voice, the way he made me feel completely alive for each night.It's Saturday , after another week, a hazy day, I slipped into the hidden section even earlier than usual. Lucian was waiting, but before he could pull me close, I heard footsteps behind me in the main library. My stomach flipped.It was Sophie.She’s one of the younger part time librarians.She has been helping me cover my shifts. Well, With her help, I was able to escape troubles.But why is she here at this hour??“What’s going on Elara?…Who’s she?” Lucian asked. But I or

LenaThe clock in the lecture hall strucked 8:17 PM when Professor Zeph closed the door behind me with a soft click that echoed like a judge’s gavel.I stood frozen at the center of his dimly lit office, the whole atmosphere smelled of old books and expensive leather heavy in the air. My heart fucking hit against my ribs. The moment he asked me to stay behind after class, I knew something was wrong. Nothing could have prepared me for the printed pages he now slid across his massive oak desk.“Sit,” he said quietly.I sat.Zeph leaned back in his chair, fingers steepled under his chin. At thirty-eight, he was younger than most tenured faculty, but carried himself with the quiet authority of someone who had never lost an argument. His sharp jawline and dark hair threaded with the faintest grey hairs. His colored eyes of winter storm clouds were fixed on me now. I got speechless. “Miss Lena,” he began, the sound of his voice was smooth as polished stone. “You’re one of the brightest s

Lena I hate his rules!It has stripped away my dignity, but the real change came when he decided our sessions wouldn’t be about errands again. They became “private tutorials.”Today is Monday. A new week, I started punctual enough . As innocent as anything could be with him.It was raining heavily outside. I arrived at his office wearing the required skirt, no panties on. Just as his rules stated. My skin already prickling with anticipation I refused to name. When I got in, he locked the door behind me and gestured to the chair opposite his desk.“Tonight, we discuss The Bloody Chamber by Angela Carter,” he said commanding. “You will defend your reading of the text. Every weak argument earns a punishment.” This wasn’t just a literature class. It was foreplay wrapped in academia.I spoke about power and submission in the fairy tale. He listened, then stood and moved behind me. His fingers traced lightly down my arm as I tried to form coherent thoughts. Every time my voice wavered,

Lena I got to class early the next day. I took a seat at the front row. I could see the way he stared only at me during lectures. “Lena, get to my office now!” he demanded right after lectures, his voice was sharp enough to echo down the hallway.My classmates shot me sympathetic looks. They probably thought I’d landed in serious trouble. They had no idea this hungry man had been yearning for me all day.When I reached his office, I wasn’t wearing a bra. The moment I stepped inside, he locked the door behind me and closed the distance. Without a word, he cupped my breasts, his thumbs circling my nipples until they hardened instantly under his touch.“You thought you could escape today, huh?” He growled. In one swift motion, he bent me over his desk. His hands were shaking with urgency as he pulled out his cock. I could tell how badly he ached for my pussy.He pushed inside me with one deep thrust. “Ooh yesss!” I moaned into his ear.“Be quiet, you rebel,” he commanded, clampin