Astrella Vega never expected her first year at university to feel like free fall. Twenty-one, sharp-minded, and eager to study psychology, she wanted answers-about people, about control, about herself. But the moment she steps into Professor Valencia Martinez's lecture hall, those answers begin to twist into something far more dangerous. Valencia is brilliant. Commanding. Magnetic. And entirely off-limits. What starts as admiration soon becomes a volatile game of attraction and manipulation. Astrella is drawn in-intellectually, emotionally, physically-until she's no longer sure if she's the one learning or being studied. Power. Obsession. Boundaries crossed and lines blurred. Because some lessons don't end at the bell. And some scars stay hidden beneath skin.

It was never supposed to mean anything. Just a fleeting moment. A beautiful mistake, soaked in midnight and quiet desperation. One night to forget the rules. To taste freedom in the arms of a stranger. To let go without thinking of the morning after. No goodbyes. No consequences. Only touches that lingered too long, and memories etched into skin like whispers. But fate doesn't play fair. Because when Mia stepped into her classroom that Monday morning, time didn't just stop. It held its breath. And there she was. The stranger from that night. But not draped in shadows this time. No, now she stood in the light. Composed. Commanding. Off-limits. Her new English teacher. Their eyes met. A flash of recognition. A pause too long to be innocent. Mia's heart stumbled in her chest. The room faded, voices dulled, the world narrowed to just her. The woman she wasn't supposed to see again. The woman who now held her future in the palm of her hand. And maybe, just maybe, still remembered everything.

[COMPLETE] Her hands are under my shirt in seconds. She palms my breast through my bra and squeezes like she doesn't care if it leaves a mark. I cry out but the sound is muffled by her lips as her thumb flicks my nipple. "I hate you," I whisper. "Then hate me with your legs opened," she snarls, dragging my shirt over my head and tossing it somewhere behind her. Her teeth scrape down my throat, biting at the skin just below my jaw until I hiss. My back arches as her fingers undo the clasp of my bra and when it falls her mouth is latching onto my nipple, sucking it so fucking hard I nearly scream. I grab her hair and yank her head back but the look in her eyes only makes me wetter. "Shut up and fuck me," I snap. She grins. "You don't give the orders." ─────⊱𓆩♰𓆪⊰───── 𝐈𝐬𝐚𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐨 is the heir to an empire. 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐚 𝐂𝐫𝐮𝐳 is a woman sworn to protect her. But the longer she keeps her alive, the more she wants to ruin her. ─────⊱𓆩♰𓆪⊰───── "In the shadows, we are all nothing but slaves to our darkest desires." - 𝐊. 𝐍𝐲𝐱 Best rankings ⤵️ 🥇#gayaf (01/08/25)

18 year old Tate Hilton is the daughter of one of the most wanted maffia bosses in New York. When her father assigns her the task of seducing the daughter of their greatest enemy for confidential information, it seems like an impossible mission. But when it turns out that the 18 year old Callie Grey, the daughter of the enemy, has received exactly the same assignment from her father things get complicated. As both daughter's move into each other's live and try to accomplish their mission an unexpected bond grows between them. They discover that their lives have more in common than they thought and the hate between their families is not as black and white as it seems. Every decision will have major consequences. Will the bond between Tate and Callie last or will they eventually be forced to fight against each other?