𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒊𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒐𝒏, 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒓, 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒘, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒇𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒆𝒂𝒖𝒕𝒊𝒇𝒖𝒍.
She's a fashion girlie, living for front-row seats, couture, and the thrill of the industry. She talks too much, loves too hard, and always, always shines.
He's a fighter-MMA, brutal, disciplined, and built for silence. Where she's loud and full of life, he's all quiet strength and unshaken control.
One night changes everything.
Amo's fiancée left him at the altar a year ago, and he hasn't looked at another woman since. Until Daphne walks into his club-midway through the worst night of her life.
His friends push him to step in, just for fun, just to see if he still knows how. He thinks it's stupid. But then he sees her-really sees her. And suddenly, it's not just about shutting his friends up.
One drink turns into a conversation. A conversation turns into a night he doesn't want to end.
He's never met anyone like her. No filter, no fear, no hesitation. And just like that, he knows-she's the one.
The only problem? She's spent years building her life, clawing her way out of a toxic past, and she's not about to risk losing herself again.
But Amo doesn't back down from a fight. Not in the ring, not in life, and definitely not when it comes to the girl he knows is meant to be his.
But love isn't easy when your past refuses to stay buried. When exes resurface, when their differences threaten to tear them apart, when the world tells them they don't belong together.
𝐆𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬. 𝐁𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞?
Professor's Dark Desire
[18+] - just as a warning this story contains themes of abuse, assault, and unhealthy relationships. If these topics are difficult for you, please read with caution because this story is definitely on the darker side of dark romance <3
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"Tell me you little slut....." his hand moved from her thigh, nearing her soaking wet pussy.
"Am I the first to touch you like this?" He paused, plunging his middle finger into her needy cunt. She let out a piercing cry as his finger grazed her tight hole. "Fucking answer me" he roared thrusting his middle finger in and out of her whilst devouring her clit, a feeling she was so unfamiliar to. He looked up at her, watching her helpless little face plead for mercy.
"Answer......"
She couldn't form a sentence "I-......" her eyes widened when he took her clit between his teeth as punishment for not answering.
"Maybe......" Alejandro hated her response, it triggered him. He thrusted another finger into her earning another cry.
"Who?" He demanded an answer as he angrily fingered her inexperienced pussy. Thrusting in and out in deep strokes, earning a guttural moan each time.
"I'll fucking kill him" he spoke huskily, moving up to her jaw, harshly kissing it, still ploughing his fingers inside of her.
"Tell me Yara, who the fuck has touched you like this" he bellowed, using his free hand to squeeze her jaw in a menacing grip, making her hiss. He withdrew his hand mid-stroke, bringing his drenched fingers up to her and shoving them in her mouth, making her taste her own juices.
"Does he make you this wet?" He dug his fingers deeper into the back of the throat. Inflaming her gag reflexes. She let out a muffled sob.....