POISONED LECTURES

POISONED LECTURES

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"You will crave the way I break you... and you will beg me to do it again and again...." ⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆⋆ Life glitters with promise, luxury, power, and the illusions of freedom. Professor Rivera is respected and impossible to read. At Vanderwood University, he is known for demanding excellence. Beyond campus, whispers of his name carry a very different kind of fear. He had everything under his control. That is until Chloe Blackwell storms into his lecture hall. She's hot. She's intelligent and stubborn; her research into organized crime begins pulling her toward secrets that were never meant to be uncovered. What starts as curiosity becomes obsession.
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[MAJOR EDITING] Aside from her breathtaking beauty and desirable personality the young spy Isabella Garcia is far from lovely. She's intelligent, dangerous, deadly, and positively any villain's worst nightmare. She's placed on a mission going undercover to win the trust and love of the most feared Don, Lorenzo Russo. Only to take down the powerful mafia he's built from nothing. She's determined to take down the handsome, cold, arrogant boss regardless of the tempting lustful desires. ...Or so she thought after one night takes a turn leading the original plan through stressful obstacles. What will happen when the hate and pretending between the two turns into forbidden love? Who will Isabella betray at the end, her agency or her love? ______ His hand remains on the back of my neck, the cold glass brushing my lips, and I drink. The bitter, acidic, tart fruit flavor overpowering the sweet cake. Lorenzo's light eyes darken with fierce, anger as he watches me swallow the wine then finally parting the glass away from my mouth. The cup almost shattering in his hold before letting it go onto the wooden table. His thumb grazed my lips, staining red with the leftover wine. He scans his finger then brings it to his mouth, his blazing look remaining back on me. My stomach is twisting. My universe is spinning with insanity. He speaks low so only we can hear, "Try that again Isabella and I'll have you wishing I poison you." Started 3/5/21

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