All The Reasons We Shouldn't.

All The Reasons We Shouldn't.

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To the ones who wanted what they shouldn't. The ones who didn't just break the rules- They moaned through them. He was the boundary. I was the bruised want pressed against it. We were never meant to touch. And yet- What else were we supposed to do with this fire? I looked at him like a secret. He looked at me like temptation was worth the consequences. It wasn't just forbidden. It was sacred in its danger. The silence between us? A battlefield of glances. The air? So heavy with what we couldn't say, it could strangle. This wasn't a story about falling in love. This was about craving it so badly it tore your ribs apart. Power was uneven. Timing was wrong. But the desire? It fit like teeth to throat, like wrist to grip. And god-did we starve for it. He was the lecture I shouldn't take twice. I was the punishment he couldn't stop grading. Every reason to stay away- And still we devoured each other like prayer. This isn't safe. It isn't clean. It's academic misconduct within a hard-on. And you're going to love every second of it. --- For the readers who've ever looked at something and thought: >"I shouldn't want this." But wanted it anyway. And kept wanting it until it hurt. Welcome to the story. The rules don't live here anymore. And neither does your self-control.
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Bellamy I was late to class. He made sure everyone knew it. Dr. Elijah Parks. My Microbiology professor. Brilliant. Distant. Impossible to crack. He barely looks at me. Barely acknowledges me. And when he does, it's to make some dry, cutting remark meant to put me in my place. But I see the way his jaw tightens when I push back. The way his hands clench when I tease. The way his cold, unreadable eyes darken when I step too close. I didn't expect him to get under my skin the way he does. I didn't expect to enjoy pushing his buttons, cracking that icy exterior until I saw the fire underneath. And I definitely didn't expect our late nights in the lab to start feeling less like work and more like a dangerous game-one we're both on the verge of losing. Elijah I don't like people. I tolerate them. I endure them when necessary. But I don't like them. Bellamy Rhodes is no exception. My late best friend's daughter. She's brilliant. Headstrong. Reckless. She gets under my skin in a way no one ever has. And the worst part? She knows it. I ignore her. I cut her down with sharp words and colder looks. I remind her, again and again, that I am not someone to be toyed with. And yet she keeps pushing, keeps testing, keeps smiling at me like she knows something I don't. She's temptation wrapped in chaos-bold, relentless, completely unaware of just how much she affects me. She pushes me too far. She tests every boundary I set. She teases me with that wicked little smirk, knowing damn well I'm close to snapping. She's forbidden fruit. And God help me, I've already taken a bite. *** Professor x Student Grumpy MMC that's secretly a softie Jealous/possessive MMC

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