All Chapters of ILLICIT DESIRES: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

◇LIAM◇All my life, I had followed every damn rule my parents ever laid down for me. The schools they picked, the sports teams they signed me up for, degree and the clinic they pushed me into. Hell, even when they sat me down with Harriet’s family and suggested the marriage alliance, I nodded like a good son and said yes. Harriet was nice enough. She was pretty, steady and from the right family. We’d build a life together, have kids, keep the families happy. That was the plan.But that all cracked a week ago when Daisy showed up at the clinic. I'd known her for seven years, since she was fifteen and awkward, tagging along with her sister. I was the big brother type back then; helping her with homework, making sure she didn't get into too much trouble, driving her and Harriet to church when their parents were too busy.In all the years I’d known her, I had never wanted her. Not once. I had never looked at her and seen anything more than my fiancée’s little sister.So why the hell were

I eased down into my chair at the breakfast table like I was lowering myself onto broken glass. Every muscle between my legs screamed at me from that deep, raw ache that came from getting fucked for hours straight. I could feel the slick mess from last night, even after the quick shower I’d taken in the dark before sneaking back to my room at dawn. Liam hadn’t let me up for air until the sky started turning gray. His thick cock had stretched me open over and over, pounding so hard I’d lost count of how many times I came with his name choking in my throat. Now I was paying for it. I even had to get to the table first before Harriet or my parents came down because if anyone saw the way I was walking, like I’d ridden a horse for days, they’d put two and two together real fast. I kept my face blank and spooned eggs onto my plate like nothing was wrong. My thighs pressed together under the table and I had to bite my lip to stop the whimper that wanted to slip out. God, I was sore. De

☆ROMAN☆I had made a lot of stupid mistakes in my life but the one that truly took the cake was lusting after my student.​Bailey Monroe represented everything I wasn’t allowed to have. She looked like the kind of girl who still blushed at dirty jokes and said please and thank you without thinking twice. The kind of girl who believed the world was inherently good because she had never been given a reason to think otherwise.​I was the opposite.I’d fucked my way through half the city after my breakup, using it to drown out the silence of an empty house and I never let anyone get close enough to matter. I was already corrupted, already too far gone to pretend I wanted anything real... but Bailey was different. She was too sweet for her own good. Some deep, ugly part of me wanted to ruin that sweetness. I didn’t just want to possess her; I wanted to be the one to bridge the gap between her innocence and my reality. I wanted to watch those big gray eyes go wide while I taught her every

Morris finally wrapped up the meeting, reminding me to email Freya a schedule for the orientation sessions.I nodded, muttered something polite and got the hell out of there as fast as I could without looking like I was running.My heart was still pounding when I reached my office and shut the door behind me. I dropped into my chair and rubbed my face with both hands.Freya back at Langston. Orienting her. Having to see her face every few days for the next few weeks.It was going to be hell.I glanced at the clock. My class started soon and she’d be there in the front row taking notes like the perfect student she was.My cock started to harden just thinking about it. I pressed the heel of my hand against the growing bulge in my pants and closed my eyes for a second.One day soon I might not be able to stop myself. I’d pull her into this office after hours, lock the door and finally give in to every dirty fantasy that had been eating me alive for months. I’d make her drop to her knees

I didn’t see Bailey for the next two weeks.She showed up to every lecture like usual but the second I dismissed class she was gone. There was no more stopping by my office with questions about precedents or case briefs. No more quick chats after hours about how the latest Supreme Court ruling might change corporate liability. She didn’t even raise her hand anymore. The girl who used to light up the whole room with her answers now kept her head down, scribbling notes like the rest of them. It almost felt like she was avoiding me on purpose, and the thought sat heavy in my gut every single day."Alright, that’s it." I clicked to the final slide of my presentation and set the remote down. "For next Tuesday, I expect a fifteen-page analysis of the fiduciary duties of directors in the wake of the recent tech-merger scandals. Don't just quote the statutes. I want to see you tear apart the board's decisions."​I let my gaze sweep across the room. To my left, a girl in the front row was tw