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Two professors. One university. And a rivalry so intense it leaves the campus buzzing and them burning.
"I hate that you make good points."
"No, you hate that I make them before you."
"You've been staring at me for five minutes."
"No, I'm calculating how your brain managed to produce such arrogance."
"Your handwriting is as chaotic as your reasoning."
"And yet, somehow, both still win awards."
Professor Lilian Rose is the golden standard. Calm, precise, impossibly brilliant. Her lectures soothe, her students excel. She commands respect without raising her voice.
Professor Daisy Oliver? Sharp, unrelenting, lethal with a pen and a gaze. Her exams crush egos, her top scorers become legends, and she wears her reputation like a whip.
But when they're alone... the rules dissolve.
A library encounter. A mislaid paper. Fingers brushing over ink-stained notes. A flash of heat, of awareness, of want neither of them admits. Every snide remark, every playful jab, drips with tension thicker than any lecture hall.
"I hate the way you make me think... and want."
"You want it more than you admit."
Glances linger. Hands almost touch. Every argument teeters between humiliation and something more intimate. A spark ignites, fierce and undeniable. Their rivalry is no longer about grades or prestige it's about control, surrender, and discovering just how far each is willing to push the other.
Exams become excuses. Faculty meetings, battlefields of lust disguised as debate. And behind closed doors? They explore the friction, the heat, the unspoken fantasies that have haunted their every interaction.
Brains, bodies, and boundaries collide. Pride fights desire, arrogance battles obsession, and when fire meets fire, only scorched skin and satisfied, secret smiles remain.
The war of intellect has become a war of lust. And someone is going to win... or lose... entirely.