Arshiya never thought she would cross paths with Adarsh again. Not after everything that happened between them. But fate had other plans.
Adarsh, the reserved and brilliant businessman, had built walls around his heart, while Arshiya, the passionate and charming researcher, had always been the storm he couldn't control. When she unexpectedly becomes a part of his world again, old wounds resurface, and buried emotions come rushing back.
Meanwhile, Vivaan, Adarsh's easygoing cousin, is caught in a marriage of duty rather than love with Meera, a soft-spoken girl who hides more strength than she lets on. And then there's Aditya, the reckless playboy, whose life takes an unexpected turn when he meets Tanya, the ambitious topper who refuses to believe in love.
As past and present collide, misunderstandings grow, relationships are tested, and the thin line between love and hate begins to blur.
Will love find its way back, or will duty, pride, and unspoken words keep them apart forever?
✨ A tale of romance, heartbreak, family, and second chances. ✨
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.....