MY PROFESSOR

MY PROFESSOR

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𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬- "You know I can't do this with you," I said boldly. "Then why are you looking at me like that?" She questioned. "Like what?" "Like you want me," she smirked. "Even if I did, I'm your professor!" "I know, and I will continue making your life a living hell if you don't give me what I want." She walked over to me. "Is this what you want?" I pushed her up against the wall. As I picked her up, she wrapped her legs around my waist. "Answer me woman!" I growled. "I never wanted anything more," she smashed her lips onto mine- ***** Mila Davina gets sent away to a college in Italy after an altercation in Russia. She's on the run from her past but it keeps on bleeding into the present. She wants to stay out of trouble but then she meets him. Vincent Greyson a English Professor that's running from his past. He wants to start over and have a normal life but then he meets her. Release Date: 12/3/21
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𝑩𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝑶𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝑨 𝑳𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝑰𝒏...𝑺𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 Nova knew exactly what she was doing. Every glance, every offhand comment laced with something just shy of inappropriate-she loved pushing him. And Professor Steele? He was ice in a tailored suit. Distant. Disdainful. A master of dismissing her with a single look. But Nova wasn't blind-he may have played the role of the untouchable professor, but there was something in his eyes when she got too close. The line they danced around for weeks-taunting it, toeing it, pretending it didn't matter-shattered beneath the weight of a single moment. It was gentle. It was careful. It was the kind of night that branded itself into her skin. And Nova-the girl who always played it cool-found herself spiraling. Obsession bloomed like a bruise beneath the surface, spreading fast and deep.

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