THE PROFESSOR
CHAPTER 1
LUCIEN
"You wanted to see me, Professor?"
I didn’t look up right away. I knew that voice too well by now. Dripping with quiet defiance.
"You're late," I said, eyes still on the paper I wasn’t reading.
She didn’t apologize. She never did.
"You knew I would be."
That made me look at her.
Seraphina Quinn stood in the doorway like the room belonged to her. Dark eyes. Glossed lips. Thighs bare under a pleated skirt.
She didn’t even bother pretending anymore.
"Close the door," I said.
She did. Slowly.
I leaned back in my chair and let the silence sit. Just walked forward, heels clicking on the polished floor like a countdown.
"You said you wanted to discuss my paper," she said, dropping it on my desk with one hand while the other stayed on her hip. "So here
