Two fictional men. One gentle, one intense.
Both obsessed with me—the quiet bookworm with a weakness for troubled heroes.
My stern professor? He’s watching, always judging, always close.
My real life? Suddenly a chaotic romance novel come alive: smoldering looks, forbidden tension, and not a moment’s peace.
How did I end up here?
Sometimes, opening a book means you can never close the door to desire.
Ready to turn the page?
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