All Chapters of MY PROFESSOR'S FILTHY GIRL : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

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Chapter 5

Gabriel cancelled office hours. He graded her revised story with clinical distance and sent the feedback through the department portal instead of speaking to her. In seminar he looked everywhere except at the third row. He told himself the desk had been a moment of catastrophic weakness and that it would never happen again.It was a lie he almost believed until Maya walked into the empty classroom after the last student left on Friday.She closed the door.He was erasing the board. The chalk dust still hung in the air when he turned and saw her.“No,” he said immediately, voice low and hard. “Whatever you’re about to say—no.”Maya didn’t move from the door. Her pulse was visible at her throat. She looked like she hadn’t slept either.“You made me come on your desk,” she said quietly, “and then you told me to leave like I was the one who started it.”His jaw flexed. “I am your professor.”“You were my professor when your fingers were inside me.”The words hit him like a physical blow.

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Chapter 6

Maya didn’t see him for four days.He didn’t cancel class. He just became a different man in it. Cold. Precise. He looked through her when she spoke. When he handed back the next set of papers, his fingers never brushed hers. The feedback on her story was sharp and impersonal, like it had been written by a stranger who happened to share his name.She told herself she could live with it. She lasted until Thursday night.At 11:40 she stood outside the converted loft building three blocks from campus, phone heavy in her hand. She had walked here without deciding to. The buzzer had his last name beside it in clean black letters. She pressed it before she could talk herself out of it.Silence.Then the intercom crackled.“Maya.” Her name sounded like it hurt him to say. “Go home.”“No.”A long pause. She heard him exhale, the sound rough and defeated.The door clicked open.His loft was all high ceilings and shadowed corners, one wide window looking out over the quiet street. A single lamp

Last Updated : 2026-08-15

Chapter 7

They fell into a rhythm that should have terrified them.Three nights a week Maya walked the long way to his building after dark. She never took the same route twice. He never texted first. The only signal was the light left on in the high window of the loft. If it was dark, she kept walking. If it glowed, she pressed the buzzer and waited for the soft click of the lock.Inside, the rules were simple and absolute.No talking about class. No talking about the future. No leaving marks where anyone could see.They broke the last rule constantly.Tonight the light was on.Gabriel opened the door before she finished knocking. He looked at her for a long second like he was still deciding whether to send her away. Then he stepped aside.The moment the door shut he had her against it, mouth on hers, hands already under her coat. He kissed her like he had been thinking about it all day and hated himself for it. She answered the same way.They didn’t make it to the bed at first.He stripped her

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Chapter 8

Gabriel found out before lunch.Maya had texted him only three words from the bathroom of the English building:*She saw me.*He didn’t answer. He didn’t need to. When she walked into the afternoon seminar he was already there, standing at the front of the room with a stack of papers in his hands, face carefully blank. He never looked at her once during the entire two hours. When class ended he said, “Miss Reyes, stay behind,” in the same flat voice he used for everyone else.The other students filed out. The door clicked shut.Gabriel waited until the hallway sounds faded. Then he turned.“Tell me exactly what happened.”She did. Every detail. The early hour. The coffee. The way Lena’s eyes had moved from Maya’s face to the loft building and back again. The small smile.When she finished, Gabriel leaned both hands on the desk and stared down at the wood like it might give him a different future.“She’s going to use it,” he said quietly. “Maybe not tomorrow. Maybe not next week. But s

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Chapter 9

The email arrived on a Tuesday morning while Gabriel was still in bed, Maya’s scent still on his sheets.Subject line: *Confidential – Faculty Conduct Concern*He opened it with steady hands that felt like they belonged to someone else.Dr. Lena Voss had formally requested a meeting with the department chair. She cited “concerning patterns of private interaction” between Professor Hart and a current undergraduate student in his seminar. She attached timestamps. She mentioned seeing the student leave his residence at an early hour. She stopped just short of an outright accusation, but the implication was surgical.Gabriel read it twice. Then he set the phone face-down on the nightstand and stared at the ceiling until the light changed.He didn’t text Maya.He went to campus early and requested an immediate meeting with the chair. By noon the conversation was over. No formal investigation yet. A quiet, careful warning. Distance himself from the student in question. Avoid any appearance

Last Updated : 2026-08-16

Chapter 10

Eleven days.That was how long Maya took before she broke.She stopped going to his seminar. She submitted the final paper through the portal and never looked at the grade. She told her roommate she was fine. She was not fine. She slept in pieces, woke up reaching for a body that wasn’t there, and spent entire afternoons staring at the same paragraph without absorbing a single word.Gabriel looked worse.She saw him once across the quad, walking with the department chair. His face was thinner. The careful control he used to wear like armor had cracks in it now. When their eyes met for half a second he looked away first, like the sight of her physically hurt.That night she stood outside his building at 12:10 a.m. with her heart slamming against her ribs.The light in the high window was on.She pressed the buzzer.A long silence. Then the intercom crackled.“Maya.” His voice sounded ruined. “Go home.”“No.”Another silence, longer this time. She heard him breathe once, sharp and unste

Last Updated : 2026-08-16

BOOK THREE: His FILTHY COLLECTION

The iron gates closed behind the car with a sound that felt final. Sadie kept her eyes on the massive black front door of Dominic Kane’s house and told herself she wasn’t shaking. The driver had already taken her single suitcase. She was alone on the wide stone steps in a too-thin summer dress and the only pair of shoes she owned that weren’t falling apart. Nineteen years old. Broke. And about to walk into the house of the man her father had owed more money than she would ever see in her lifetime. The door opened before she could knock. Dominic Kane stood there in a black shirt with the sleeves rolled to his elbows, silver threading through the dark hair at his temples, eyes the color of cold whiskey. He looked exactly like she remembered from the handful of times he had come to their old house when she was younger—only harder. Older. More dangerous. He didn’t smile. “Sadie.” Just her name. Low. Controlled. Like he already owned the sound of it. She lifted her chin. “M

Last Updated : 2026-08-18

Chapter 2

Sadie stood under the hot spray of the shower longer than she needed to, as if the water could wash the note off her skin. *Wear nothing under the dress tonight.* The words kept looping in her head while she scrubbed her arms raw. She had come here thinking she could keep some scrap of control. One year. Survive it. Protect her mother. Walk away. That was the plan. The plan felt thinner with every minute that passed. She dried off, pulled the soft black dress from her suitcase—the only decent thing she owned—and left her underwear in the drawer like the note demanded. The fabric clung to her still-damp skin. No bra. No panties. Every step made her aware of the cool air between her thighs. She sat on the edge of the bed and waited. The knock came thirty-seven minutes later. Soft. Almost polite. Then the door opened without permission. Dominic filled the doorway, still in the same black shirt, sleeves rolled, watch glinting under the low light. His eyes moved over her on

Last Updated : 2026-08-18

chapter 3

Sadie woke to the sound of the door unlocking. Morning light cut across the bed in hard white stripes. She had fallen asleep on top of the covers in the same black dress, thighs still sticky, throat still raw from the night before. For one disoriented second she thought she had dreamed the entire thing. Then Dominic stepped into the room carrying a glass of water and a small bottle of pills. He set both on the nightstand without a word, then sat on the edge of the mattress. The bed dipped under his weight. He looked freshly showered, dark hair still damp, wearing a charcoal shirt open at the collar. The silver at his temples caught the light. “Sit up.” Sadie pushed herself upright, wincing at the ache in her jaw. Dominic held the glass out. She took it and drank because her mouth tasted like him and she needed it gone. “The pills are ibuprofen,” he said. “For the soreness. You’ll need them more after this morning.” Her stomach dropped. He stood, walked to the windows, and pull

Last Updated : 2026-08-18

Chapter 4

The day passed in a haze of enforced stillness. Sadie had showered like he allowed, but the water could not wash away the feeling of him still inside her. Every step she took through the quiet, expensive rooms of the house reminded her of the thick cum he had left deep in her cunt. She ate the breakfast a silent housekeeper set out. She sat in the library because she did not know where else to go. She tried to read and failed. The words on the page kept blurring into the memory of his voice telling her what would happen tonight. *Tonight I take your ass.* By the time the sun began to drop, her entire body felt wound tight. She had changed into another soft dress with nothing underneath, exactly as ordered. The fabric brushed her bare skin with every movement, a constant reminder that she belonged to the man who owned this house and, for the next year, owned her. Dominic found her in the living room just after seven. He did not speak at first. He simply walked over, took her wrist

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