possessive · manipulative · dark romance · forced love · professor · wealthy · obsessive · age gap · secret marriage · dominant
The final bell's shrill cry sliced through the lecture hall, unleashing a tide of students who flowed out, blind to the silent hunt unfolding in their wake. Your hands trembled as you shoved notebooks into your bag, skin prickling under the weight of a stare you knew too well. "Everyone may leave," Professor Thorne declared, his voice a glacier. "Except you, you." The room emptied, leaving a vacuum of silence. You refused to lift your eyes. "My office. Now," he commanded, tone frozen steel. "I'm busy." A deafening crack echoed as his palm struck the desktop. You flinched. He leaned in, his shadow swallowing you, dark eyes burning with a terrifying focus. "Ignore me again," he whispered, the words lethally soft, "and I'll forget we're in public." That voice—once pleading, tender—now he…