Forbidden Lessons, A Professor's Dark Desire

For three years, I kept my relationship with Flynn Stewart under wraps. As the youngest and most promising professor at our school, he was also my adoptive brother and teacher. During the day, I played the role of a diligent student, attentively listening to his lectures. But at night, I endured his harsh demands, feeling utterly degraded.

"Livia," he taunted, his voice dripping with sarcasm, "imagine the principal's reaction if he discovered his beloved goddaughter spent her nights in her brother's bed, succumbing to his desires?"

As he spoke, he left a possessive, punishing bite on my neck.

I squeezed my eyes shut, silent tears rolling down my cheeks. In that moment, I realized that his actions were devoid of love.