The Silent Pursuit
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"She wants distance. He won't let her forget him."
Tara thought her first teaching job would be simple-new campus, new students, and a chance to keep her quiet life intact. But nothing feels simple once she crosses paths with Veer, the dark, unyielding head of Computer Science.
He is gruff, impossible to read, and far too observant of her every move. She tells herself to stay away, yet his presence lingers.
What begins as a clash between a timid professor and her intimidating senior soon twists into something neither can ignore: a slow, magnetic pull, threaded with longing, guarded secrets, and a passion waiting to break free.
"A timid heart. A grumpy gaze. A fire neither can escape."
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