She doesn't know what she does to me. Jennie Ruby Jane Kim walks through life like the world belongs to her. Not because she's arrogant-no. She's too sweet for that. Too soft. It's because the world wants to belong to her. People give her things without asking. Attention. Praise. Protection. Love. She gets it all. And yet-she looks at me with those wide, innocent eyes like she doesn't know how dangerous I am. If she did... She'd run. I am not safe. Not when she smiles. Not when she laughs. Not when she walks past me with that soft scent of vanilla and crushed petals and I'm left-hard and aching-behind my desk, jaw clenched, fists tight. I'm not the kind of woman people fall for. I don't date. I don't flirt. I don't feel. Except her. Always her. I am her professor. She is my student. And I am a monster with a secret between my thighs. A curse I've never let anyone see, never let anyone touch. But for her, I would destroy my rules. For her, I would ruin us both.