CONFLICT OF INTEREST

CONFLICT OF INTEREST

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Thu, Mar 5, 20266h 32m
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Fiction
Romance
College and University
Slow Burn
Suspense
WLW AGE GAP | TXS Eliza Whitmore knows better. As a professor, she's built her life on discipline and distance, and Blaire is a line she should never even think about crossing. But attraction doesn't ask permission. What begins as a quiet awareness turns into something harder to ignore, forcing Eliza to wrestle with desire she knows is wrong and feelings she can't seem to stop. This is a story about forbidden longing, restraint under pressure, and the dangerous pull of wanting what you absolutely cannot have. 21 year old Blaire Thorne
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Professor x Student | WLW Claire Dover (20) is standing at the edge of something she can't name. It began with a single moment, an instinct to reach out, to care, before she even knew who the woman was. Just a stranger in the wrong place at the wrong time. She didn't expect to see her again. She didn't expect that the woman she pulled back from the road would later introduce herself as Professor Hartmann (39). And Lyn? She never meant to care. She is the kind of woman who carries old grief like a folded letter in her coat pocket. But Claire is all sharp glances, quiet presence, and impossible timing. Now, every look, every pause between words, threatens to unravel something they both try to hold together. A slow-burn sapphic love story about restraint, proximity, and all the things we feel before we can name them.

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