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Rafayel's Masterclass
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Complete, First published Jun 25, 2025
Mature
After a long day of teaching his famous art masterclass, Rafayel finds himself craving something, or rather, someone far more enticing than art theory. Drawn by the magnetic pull between them, he whisks his lover, the MC[Your MC] of Love and Deepspace, into his private office under the guise of needing her help. Once alone, professionalism quickly melts away, replaced by heated glances and stolen touches.

Just as things begin to spiral into something deliciously intimate, an unexpected interruption sends their hearts racing. Some of Rafayel's students have returned, oblivious to what they've nearly walked in on. With flushed cheeks and barely steady voices, the two scramble to come up with a convincing excuse, hoping to send the intruders away before their secret rendezvous is exposed. The thrill of almost being caught only adds to the fire simmering between them, turning a brief interruption into fuel for an even more unforgettable moment.
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