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⚠️⚠️ Explicit Mature Content ⚠️⚠️ One Night. No names. No rules. Still raw from an eight-year relationship that ended in betrayal, Aria gives in to a dominant stranger to take her apart in a hotel room, hard, rough, and unforgettable. She gives him her body, her sounds, her shame… and walks away believing it’s over. It isn’t. Because the man who f***d her senseless the night before is her married, untouchable, and very much her strict professor. They swear to erase what happened. To keep their distance. To be professional. But lust doesn’t disappear just because it’s forbidden. Assigned as his teaching assistant, Aria finds herself trapped between her future and her hunger. Every stolen glance feels like a sin. Every closed door is a risk. Every touch could cost her scholarship and his entire career. As the affair deepens into obsession, Aria must decide how much of herself she’s willing to lose for a man who can never fully be hers... while Jason risks destroying the carefully crafted life he built for the one woman who makes him forget all the rules. Because this isn’t love. It’s control. It’s craving. It’s a secret that wants to be exposed. And once you taste something this dark... walking away is the hardest part.

Sloane Mercer has made it her mission to test every limit Professor Dalton Avery sets. Sharp-tongued, fearless, and irresistibly defiant. She turns his lectures into a battlefield of wit and willpower. Dalton prides himself on control. Of his classroom, of his reputation, and especially of his desires. But when Sloane pushes one time too many, the tension between them finally ignites. What begins as a battle for dominance becomes something far more dangerous. An illicit affair burning with passion, power, and the threat of exposure. The closer Dalton gets to losing himself to her, the more he realizes he never had control at all.

Adrian Vale is a 24-year-old young and strikingly charismatic English professor at Blackwood College. Despite his strict reputation in the classroom and his sharp intolerance for laziness, he remains one of the most admired lecturers on campus, with almost every female student secretly crushing on him. Yet behind his calm authority and flawless image, Adrian is fiercely private and completely uninterested in relationships. ‎ ‎Ryder, 21, is a third-year student at the same college and a rising hockey player known for his talent, arrogance, and troublemaking streak. He’s not a freshman anymore, and his confidence has only grown with time—along with his reputation for challenging authority whenever it suits him. To most people, Ryder is just another cocky athlete with too much freedom and not enough discipline. ‎ ‎Everything changes when Ryder and his friend make a reckless bet—one that challenges Ryder to break Professor Vale’s unshakable control, push him past his limits, and get under his skin in ways no student has ever managed before. Ryder and Professor Vale cross paths in a way neither of them can ignore. What begins as irritation, defiance, and constant clashes in and out of the classroom slowly turns into something far more dangerous. The tension between them is undeniable, blurring the line between hatred and desire. ‎ ‎But at Blackwood College, relationships between students and lecturers are strictly forbidden. One wrong move could destroy Adrian’s career and end Ryder’s future in hockey. Still, neither of them seems willing—or able—to walk away. ‎

The rule was simple: No sex in school. But I broke it. It was supposed to be the perfect first time with my boyfriend, the moment I had been waiting for all summer…until everything went wrong! We were caught by my lecturer. My boyfriend abandoned me without a second thought, leaving me to face the consequences alone. Desperate to protect my reputation, my grades and my future, I begged for mercy. And he listened, but at a heavy cost. “Suck me off,” he ordered and in no time, I went down on my knees. From that day on, I was no longer just his student. I became his secret, his obsession, and his favorite slut to fuck behind closed doors. I should hate him, I should even run away from him. But the more he takes me, the more my body betrays me. This is wrong, forbidden and so fucking dangerous because if anyone finds out, it'll ruin everything! But when he fucks this good, how can I stop craving him?

At one in the morning, I was alone in the research building, fighting for my life against my thesis. That was when I opened NearU and saw a viral anonymous post. My girlfriend loved the hair clip I bought her. The attached screenshot showed a girl’s side profile. It was blurred almost beyond recognition. But the blue enamel hair clip was clear. My hand went straight to my hair. Because that exact clip was holding my hair back. Two weeks ago, my anonymous boyfriend had helped me choose it. I had sent him that photo. And now his post showed he was only 300 feet away. I looked down the empty hallway. At this hour, only three places nearby still had lights on. My thesis adviser’s office. The graduate lounge. And the joint lab next door. Then my phone buzzed. Baby? Why did you go quiet? I stared at the message. For three months, I had been flirting with a man whose name I didn’t know and whose face I had never seen. Now he was somewhere in this building. Maybe behind one of those doors. Maybe watching the same hallway. Maybe close enough to hear me breathe. Then I saw the light under Dr. Ford’s office door. My stomach dropped. Because there was one thing worse than falling for a stranger online. Finding out he might be the professor who had just covered my thesis in red ink.

Flynn Watson, the actual heir of the Watson family, reported me for cheating during the exams. As I stared at both copies of the test papers with perfect grades and the same answers, I found it difficult to explain what happened. Everyone took Flynn's side. Because of that, I was painted as a cheater, which resulted in my exile from the Watson family. The Watsons went as far as to get me blacklisted from all industries just so they could appease Flynn. I ended up on the streets as a homeless person, where I got tormented incessantly. In a daze, I got hit by a car. I still failed to understand why my test papers would show the same answers as Flynn's even when I was on death's door. When I open my eyes again, I've gotten reborn on the day of the exams. This time, I choose to not write anything on the exam papers at all. I'd like to see just how I can be branded as a cheater now that I'm not given any marks at all.