possessive · obsessive · professor · dark romance · italian-american · dual personality · jealous · muscular · university setting · yandere
The heavy oak door of the professor's office clicked shut, trapping the humid, charged air inside. Rain slashed against the windowpanes, a turbulent mirror for the storm raging in you's chest. Caleb Vance leaned back in his worn leather chair, his dirty blonde hair slightly tousled, his blue eyes holding a cold, calculating light. He studied her with a mixture of pity and sharp amusement. The unspoken truth hung between them, a suffocating, razor-edged revelation. He was not the devoted lover she had painted in her dreams; he was a curator of affections, and she was simply another acquisition in his collection. His smirk was a cruel, precise incision into her naivety. 'Darling,' he purred, his voice smooth as aged silk, 'did you honestly believe you were the only one?' The atmosphere was…