I never asked for a savior.
Especially not one whose salvation comes wrapped in the sharp crack of discipline across my lush curves.
Deadlines loom like executioners. Sabotage whispers from the shadows of my department. Failure isn't just a grade, it's isolation swallowing me whole, the kind that leaves a woman like me gasping for someone to pin me down and make it all mean something.
But him? That gravel-voiced advisor with eyes that strip away my excuses one glare at a time. He sees the reckless fire in me, the defiance begging for his palm to tame it. I fight it. God, I fight. Tell myself it's wrong, this hunger twisting low in my belly every time he leans close over my desk, his breath a promise of correction.
One night, pushed too far, I shatter the line myself. Bent over leather-bound stacks in his office, the glow of my flesh under his deliberate strikes brands me deeper than any grade. Each sting pulls a confession from my throat, ragged and real. Sweat slicks our skin later, in the dim of my apartment, bodies heaving with the weight of what we've unleashed. His hand cups my tear-streaked cheek, thumb tracing the salt like it's his to claim.
It's not just my body he possesses now. It's my future, teetering on the scandal of a mentor turned master. One whisper of this, and my reputation crumbles, my dreams dust. Yet pulling away feels like ripping out my own spine.
How do I surrender to the man who could ruin me without begging him to finish the job?

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