I’ve always been the quiet girl in the back of the lecture hall, hiding behind my textbooks and oversized sweaters. To me, Dr. Oliver Grant isn't just a professor; he’s a brilliant, intimidating, and devastatingly handsome god of academia. I know every nuance of Giotto’s frescoes, but I never expected Dr. Grant to notice me.
When he tells me my grade is borderline, my heart sinks. But then comes the offer.
Extra credit.
An independent study. In his private archives. After hours.
He told me not to wear anything academic, and I knew this wouldn't be about art history. In the dim light of the library archives, Dr. Grant strips away my shyness along with my inhibitions. He’s demanding, possessive, and he sees a fire in me that I’ve been too scared to let burn.
He doesn't just want to teach me; he wants to claim me. He wants to show me that I belong to him—body, soul, and future.
Tonight, the library is closed, but class is definitely in session.
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