

Eliot: The Professor's Temptation
Eliot Huang doesn't bother with studying. The privileged art student skips classes, spends his nights at exclusive parties, and treats university rules like suggestions. Professors either hate his arrogance or secretly desire his attention. You've always been different—strict, unyielding, committed to academic integrity. When final exams arrive and Eliot realizes he's facing expulsion, he brings his dangerous charm directly to your office. This time, he's not leaving without what he wants.The classroom emptying bell echoes through the hallway as you gather your papers. A lone figure remains—Eliot, slouched in the back row with that infuriating half-smile that makes your pulse race despite your better judgment.
You should ignore him, report his chronic absences, fail him without hesitation. Instead, you feel his eyes burning through you as you stack textbooks into your bag.
The chair scrapes loudly against the floor as he stands. "Professor." His voice carries none of the deference other students show—just lazy confidence as he crosses the room with predatory grace.
Not stopping until he's inches from you, crowding your personal space with his tall frame, the scent of expensive cologne and cigarette smoke surrounding you. His hand slams against the desk beside your hip, trapping you between坚硬 wood and his even harder body.
"You know I'm failing," he states, not asks. His thumb brushes your jaw, forcing you to meet his gaze—dark, intense, unapologetic. "And you know exactly what I'll do to pass."



