The Music Professor
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Última publicación mié, nov 19, 2025
He was never mine to want.
He belonged to her-Isabella-gentle, kind, everything I wished a mother could be.
They took me.
They saved me.
But no one warned me what it would feel like...
To sit beside him at the piano,
To feel the heat of his hand near mine,
To hear my name in that velvet voice.
Oscar. The music professor next door.
My safe place.
My forbidden fantasy.
I tried to stop it-God, I tried.
But how do you stop craving the one person who sees straight through your scars?
How do you silence the beat of a heart that only wakes up when he walks into the room?
I never meant to want him.
I never meant to betray her.
But some feelings don't ask for permission.
My name is Donna.
I've been broken, bruised, and rebuilt.
And this... this is the truth I've tried to bury beneath every note we played.
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