Nothing about being a Hargreeves has ever been simple. They've survived apocalypses, battled time itself, and carry scars carved deep by a childhood of isolation and fear. Now, as their fractured family struggles to rebuild, Number Eight-Noel Hargreeves-finds herself adrift, a fragile shadow in a world far too loud.
Mute since birth, Noel's quiet gestures and doe-like eyes set her apart. Sweet, naive, and selfless, she's the family's porcelain doll-a role that suffocates her more each day. Determined to find independence, she seeks to leave Allison's basement, but none of her siblings have room for her. Only Five remains.
For Noel, Five is an enigma-brilliant, embittered, and cold. His sharp disdain for her weakness is clear, yet her silent admiration for him endures. When she moves into his sterile apartment, their clashing worlds erupt. Noel's quiet kindness disrupts his rigid order, while Five's biting detachment pushes her away. Yet, her persistence begins to chip at the walls he's built, revealing cracks he can't ignore.
As their days collide in tense exchanges and fleeting moments of vulnerability, an unspoken connection begins to form. But their pasts linger, wounds unhealed and ghosts unrelenting. In the battle between love and their own brokenness, every step forward risks reopening scars too deep to mend.
Professor's Dark Desire
[18+] - just as a warning this story contains themes of abuse, assault, and unhealthy relationships. If these topics are difficult for you, please read with caution because this story is definitely on the darker side of dark romance <3
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"Tell me you little slut....." his hand moved from her thigh, nearing her soaking wet pussy.
"Am I the first to touch you like this?" He paused, plunging his middle finger into her needy cunt. She let out a piercing cry as his finger grazed her tight hole. "Fucking answer me" he roared thrusting his middle finger in and out of her whilst devouring her clit, a feeling she was so unfamiliar to. He looked up at her, watching her helpless little face plead for mercy.
"Answer......"
She couldn't form a sentence "I-......" her eyes widened when he took her clit between his teeth as punishment for not answering.
"Maybe......" Alejandro hated her response, it triggered him. He thrusted another finger into her earning another cry.
"Who?" He demanded an answer as he angrily fingered her inexperienced pussy. Thrusting in and out in deep strokes, earning a guttural moan each time.
"I'll fucking kill him" he spoke huskily, moving up to her jaw, harshly kissing it, still ploughing his fingers inside of her.
"Tell me Yara, who the fuck has touched you like this" he bellowed, using his free hand to squeeze her jaw in a menacing grip, making her hiss. He withdrew his hand mid-stroke, bringing his drenched fingers up to her and shoving them in her mouth, making her taste her own juices.
"Does he make you this wet?" He dug his fingers deeper into the back of the throat. Inflaming her gag reflexes. She let out a muffled sob.....