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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.

Forbidden Lessons, A Professor's Dark Desire

Flynn's gaze was as foreboding as a thundercloud. "You two seem to be getting on quite well, don't you?"


"That's none of your business, Professor Stewart."


I tugged on Javier's sleeve and started moving away. "Come on, Javier, let's go get some food."


He responded with a warm smile and a nod, but not before throwing a challenging look at Flynn.


Just as we reached the elevator, we heard the sound of something breaking behind us.


"What was that about?" Javier asked with a frown.


"Don't pay any attention to him," I replied.


I pressed the button for the elevator. "How about we get some hot pot? I've been wanting it for weeks."


Suddenly, my phone buzzed, interrupting our conversation.


It was a message from an unknown sender.


[Livia, if you keep behaving this way, don't be surprised when I expose everything.]


Almost instantly after, a news alert appeared on my screen:


Chapter 8