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"Sit down, Janessa. Take a breath and tell me why you're trying to destroy your academics before the second week of classes is even over." "Because my life is a disaster!" I shouted, a fresh wave of hot tears slipping down my face. I walked over to the leather chair across from his desk and slumped into it, burying my face in my hands. "Someone recorded a fight between me and my... my ex-boyfriend and his brother yesterday. It’s viral. It's all over TikTok and the university gossip blogs. Everyone on campus thinks I'm some trashy puck-bunny who is ruining a family. They're calling me a homewrecker in the campus coffee shops, Professor. I can't walk into a classroom like this. I can't face th

Isla’s POV I froze. I definitely wasn’t affected by his words. But then goosebumps lined my skin. Heat built low in my belly and my thighs clenched together instinctively. If I wasn’t affected by his dirty way of talking, why then was my body betraying me? I cleared my throat. “You are my professor sir and I’m nothing but a student. I don’t think there’s anything I would be able to offer you.” I completely ignored the part where he mentioned the night before.

His expression went blank again. My chest tightened painfully as panic and embarrassment ate me whole. I looked down immediately. “Ria…?” Maya whispered beside me. “Why do you look like you’ve just seen a ghost?” Because I have. The man who gave me an orgasm last night is standing in front of the entire class, introducing himself as our new professor. I forced a small shake of my head. “Nothing.” She didn’t look convinced, but she let it go. Professor Thiago turned to the board. But before he fully turned, his eyes met mine again. It was just a quick glance but I saw his jaw tick.

He looked around and asked me to bend my head so no one could hear us. “Dr Tona got fired.” A gasp fell from my lips and I felt a sick sense of joy in my heart. “Really? What happened?” “Well, let’s just say she messed with the wrong person. Apparently, someone reported her for begging lecturers to change Rami’s grades.” That was absolutely scandalous. “Wow.” I snorted “Wow is right.” Some people just gave women a bad name. “So, who’s taking her course now?” “It’s supposed to be Professor Jared but he’s currently not around.” My heart skipped a beat at the mention of his name. I couldn’t help the blush that coloured my cheeks.

I couldn't find the right words. I wanted to say no. I wanted to be strong. But my hands were trembling, my whole body betraying me. The professor took a step closer. "Sophia." His voice was softer now but was still filled with the same authority. Like he was someone who expected to be answered. I swallowed hard. "I... I'm fine Professor Xavier" He looked at me for a moment. "You're lying. And no one calls me Professor Xavier; just Xavier is fine," he continued.

Lean, yes—but curved in the places that made my brain short-circuit and my pants unbearable. I tried to focus. I did. I wrote “threat modeling” and deleted it twice. Then I watched her bend slightly to adjust the projector, and I lost the will to learn anything except what the hell she looked like under those slacks. Jesus. She was at least a decade older than me. A professor. A full-blown, PhD-wielding, mind-dismantling woman who could hack my ego apart with a single sentence. And I was hard. Embarrassingly so.

‘oooh prof, you want this pussy, awww”The mockery voice came. My stomach dropped. Phones were raised. Screens shoved in my face. The video. Stark naked, my hands in my pussy, legs spread as I fingered my self, moaning Professor Black’s name. This was the video I sent to him. My legs shook violently. “No… no… no,” I whispered. Laughter erupted. “Pretender!” “Disgusting!” “Fake!” I searched for the SASSY’s desperately. They were there. Glenda met my eyes.

It makes me smile that Tiffany's different from those girls. The next day arrived, and today we'll be starting the official classes. I don't want to say this, but I despise this professor. He's really strict about me and even tried to humiliate me, but I was far better than he thought. That professor must have thought that I'm a stupid girl. "Settle down."

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“Thank you, Professor! I want the biggest one!” Sarek smirked faintly and dialed. “Hello? Is this the motel? Send the largest sausage you have…” I finally started to relax. That was until he decided to hang up in the next second. “Forget it. Anything from outside won’t be clean enough.” The careful façade of a considerate professor shattered, revealing the raw, Alpha aggression beneath. Step by step, he cornered me against the edge of the desk. Leaning in, his warm breath brushed my ear.