What happens when you find yourself addicted to your professor, willing to do whatever it takes to do just have her, not caring she is married, but then she turns out to be your aunt, meaning it's a taboo. Can you fight it or you are just going to give in?
View MoreChapter 0012 TRAPPED BY EVAN'S OBSESSION.. ELENA, Time seemed to slow as I stood frozen, watching the chaos unfold in front of me. My breath hitched in my throat, my voice trapped behind a wall of shock and dread. I wanted to say something—to stop this disaster from spiraling further out of control—but I couldn’t. Words failed me. Ryan, ever the reckless force of nature, attempted to salvage the situation, his voice urgent and desperate. But it was too late. Everything was already a mess. My heart pounded violently in my chest as I spun on my heel and raced downstairs. My pulse roared in my ears, my hands trembling as I reached for my phone. The screen blurred in my vision as I hurriedly ordered a cab. I couldn’t stay here. I couldn’t face this. Ryan called after me, his voice laced with something that almost sounded like regret. I didn’t stop. I didn’t turn around. The cold night air bit into my skin as I stood by the curb, my arms wrapped tightly around myself. My thoughts
CHAPTER 0011 FEARS FROM THE PASTRYAN Elena ran like a woman being hunted, her breath ragged, her body trembling with a terror so visceral it clawed at her from the inside out. This wasn’t the kind of fear that came from paranoia or uncertainty. No—this was raw, consuming, and absolute. I had seen Elena guarded before, had watched her build walls so high no one dared to climb them. She was the type to push people away, to wield indifference like a blade. But this? This was different. This wasn’t anger. This wasn’t defiance. This wasn’t even desperation. This was fear in its purest, most primal form. And I had no idea why. I stood frozen, my mind racing through possibilities. What—or who—was she running from? Had someone hurt her? Had someone threatened her? The frantic way her eyes darted over her shoulder, the way her entire body shook as if something monstrous was right behind her, ready to strike—it sent a chill through me. I had been on my way to the club that night, lo
Here’s your rewritten Chapter 10 with deeper emotional intensity, richer details, and the same word count:---CHAPTER 10FEARS FROM THE PASTElena ran like a woman being hunted, her breath ragged, her body trembling with a terror so visceral it clawed at her from the inside out. This wasn’t the kind of fear that came from paranoia or uncertainty. No—this was raw, consuming, and absolute.I had seen Elena guarded before, had watched her build walls so high no one dared to climb them. She was the type to push people away, to wield indifference like a blade. But this? This was different.This wasn’t anger.This wasn’t defiance.This wasn’t even desperation.This was fear in its purest, most primal form.And I had no idea why.I stood frozen, my mind racing through possibilities. What—or who—was she running from? Had someone hurt her? Had someone threatened her? The frantic way her eyes darted over her shoulder, the way her entire body shook as if something monstrous was right behind her
CHAPTER 0009THE SCANDALELENAThis was my worst fear come to life.One careless mistake—one fleeting moment of recklessness—had set everything into motion. Ryan’s wife had seen something, misinterpreted it, and now she was determined to turn her assumptions into a scandal that would ruin me. The truth didn’t matter. It never did. People believed what they wanted to believe, and once the whispers started, they spread like wildfire.I could already see the wreckage ahead.And I would be the one buried beneath it.Regret consumed me, each wave more suffocating than the last. I should have known better. I should have never let Ryan step into my office that day. I should have never set foot in his house. Every seemingly insignificant choice had led me here—to the edge of a downfall I couldn’t escape.Panic clawed at my chest. What was I supposed to do?The thought of people finding out made my stomach twist violently. I could already hear the hushed conversations in the teachers’ lounge,
Chapter 8 THE COST OF DESIRE RYAN After I confessed my love for Elena, everything changed between us. She began avoiding me as if I no longer existed. In class, when I raised my hand, she never acknowledged me. Her gaze never met mine, no matter how many times I tried to catch her attention. The warmth she once showed me had disappeared entirely, replaced by cold indifference. At first, I told myself that she just needed time to process everything. I convinced myself that if I gave her enough space, she would come around. But as the days turned into weeks, the silence between us only grew heavier. The more she ignored me, the more unbearable the weight of her absence became. Every time I saw her, I felt an ache deep in my chest, a longing I couldn’t shake. I needed to confront her. I needed to know if I had imagined everything—the tension, the unspoken connection, the way she looked at me when no one else was watching. That morning, after class, I saw my chance. Elena was leaving
Chapter 0007 HAUNTED BY THE PAST. ELENA, The door slammed shut with such force that the sound seemed to reverberate through the very foundation of the building. The vibrations traveled through the walls, creeping into my bones, leaving behind an eerie, lingering silence that stretched on far too long. It was the kind of silence that didn’t just fill a space—it consumed it, suffocating any possibility of escape. I flinched at the abruptness of it, but I didn’t move. My fingers tightened around the edge of my desk, gripping the solid wood with a desperation that bordered on pathetic. In that moment, it felt like the only thing keeping me upright, the only thing anchoring me to reality. If I let go, I wasn’t sure what would happen. My gaze remained fixed on the door, staring at the empty space where she had stood just moments ago. It was absurd how quickly she had vanished, how swiftly her presence had been erased, as if she had never been there at all. And yet, despite her absence
Chapter 6THE TUSSLEEMILY,I couldn't get the thoughts of what had just happened out of my head. The doorbell had rung that morning and I had rushed to see who was at the door, the moment I opened the door, the world tilted. There she was, Dr. Elena.Ryan's professor.I knew her instantly. She was the one he couldn't stop talking about last semester. The one he brought little gifts to, the one who always refused them but left him sulking for days afterwards. Until now, I had written her off as harmless. But here she was, standing on my doorstep with a bag in her hand.And she didn't even know me."What did she want?" I thought to myself as I stared at her with contempt on my face.I knew it was now or never, I had to send her away as quickly as possible before she ruined everything for me and Ryan.Her expression was calm, professional, almost tired. Her lips curved into a polite smile, but her eyes were tired, redish, as if she'd been crying for days and barely slept."Hi," she sai
Chapter 5SAFE HAVENELENARyan’s words haunted me. His note. His text. His voice."I love you, Elena."They replayed in my mind like a song stuck on repeat, taunting me as I sat behind my desk, staring blankly at the ceiling. It was absurd. A college student in love with his professor? The very idea made me scoff. I let out a bitter chuckle, shaking my head. What a ridiculous notion.And yet… I hated how the words refused to fade, how they curled around my mind like an unrelenting vine, squeezing past my rational thoughts. I kept telling myself it was nothing more than youthful infatuation—reckless attraction that would inevitably pass. It had to. But deep inside—buried beneath layers of logic, fear, and self-restraint—something in me stirred. A dangerous part of me.Because no matter how absurd Ryan’s confession was, the warmth in his voice, the raw conviction in his words… it was intoxicating. And I—I, who had long forgotten what it felt like to be adored—felt something in return.
Chapter 4 I LOVE YOU, ELENAELENA..There's no one there. I guess it's the neighbor's doorbell," I said, closing the door, feigning calmness. I couldn't let Evan know who was at the door. I couldn't let him hear Ryan's voice or even suspect that he had come to the house.Evan stared at me suspiciously as I hurried back into the room to get ready. "Who was it, Elena?" he asked, his voice deep and sharp."No one." I said again, brushing past him as I grabbed my bag. My heart was pounding, but I kept my expression neutral.Ryan had followed me home again. He was like a shadow I couldn't shake off, and his presence put me in constant danger. Evan's temper was a ticking time bomb, and Ryan was the match.It had only been a few days since I'd been released from the hospital. Another miscarriage - my fifth in two years. But the physical pain wasn't the worst of it. Evan's anger after that night with Diva had left me broken inside and out. I had been granted a few days off work to recover, t
Chapter 0001 ITS HIS DEMONS.ELENA "Don't leave me Lena, please stay with me. I love you." Evan said holding my hands. "You keep doing this Evan, I can't do this anymore. I said and walked away."Nooooh stop saying that." He yelled, shaking his head in disagreement, anger in his eyes. You can't leave me, I'll never let you." He yelled, pulling me back. "Let me go Evan," I screamed, trying to get his hands off me. I woke up with a pool of sweat all over me, my night clothes clinging to my body, I had been dreaming. Realizing that I had fallen asleep on the sofa waiting for Evan, I reached for my phone to check the time. Still in my confused state, I was jolted out of my reverie by the knock on the door, jumping in fright as I turned on my phone. It was after 2 am,As Evan stumbled into the room, his words slurred and his breath heavy with the smell of alcohol, I tried my best to hide my disappointment. "I'm sorry, I didn't hear the knock," I mumbled, trying not to provoke him a...
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