The affair

The affair

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Hello, my name is Jerelin, I am a 25 year old woman , that just graduated from NYU with a degree of Robotics. As you can see. I had it all here in New York. I got a paid internship, I got two best friends that love me. That's until I received a letter in the mail inviting me to my brothers wedding. Don't get me wrong , I don't mind my brother getting married, what really scares me is the fact that I have to go back home. I been away from home for four years now, always making up excuses as to why I couldn't go home. Is not because I don't get along with my family, no is because of Dimitry Ivashock. Witch according to this invitation, will be my future brother in law. Disclaimer: Before you read this story, just letting you know, I make a lot of grammar and punctuation mistakes. If you get annoyed or distracted, don't read my story. Is also my first time writing a story and I am very exited to share my stories with the world. I am always open to suggestion so don't be afraid to send me a message.
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TRAPPED

I didn't come here to be anyone's fantasy. Not his. Not the dean's. And definitely not while my own life is falling apart. After everything that happened with my family, I just wanted a clean slate - lectures, exams, maybe some quiet. But he won't leave me alone. The way he looks at me isn't professional. It isn't safe. And worst of all... it's starting to feel familiar. He's older. Powerful. Sharp in that dangerous kind of way, the kind that makes your stomach twist and your pride rise. And no matter how hard I try to stay away, his presence lingers in the hallways, in my thoughts, in the places I swore I'd never go again. I know how these stories end: girl gets too close, girl gets burned. But no one warns you how warm the fire feels, how human, how haunting, how much like home. I'm trying to hold my ground. But the line between desire and danger, consent and coercion, is thinner than I ever imagined. And if I fall this time... I won't be the only one who gets scorched. Because his wife is watching. And she's smiling.

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