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Justin Hartley’s been the quietest kid in every room—until he steps onto campus and decides silence is a weapon. Rooming with Maya Sinclair, who reads him too easily, and outsmarting every professor who overlooks him, he starts dismantling the university’s pecking order one calculated move at a time. But taking control means playing a game where the stakes are brutal, possessive, and far more explicit than he ever anticipated.
I'm staring at the chalk dust on Dr. Vance's sleeve when my focus slips lower, tracing the curve of her hip as she leans over the desk to point at a diagram. My grades are perfect, but I can't name a
I push through the dorm room door and Maya's already there, cross-legged on her bed, a psychology textbook open in her lap like she's been waiting for me. 'Heard you got a strike,' she says, not looki
I push through the glass door of the adult store, the bell chiming overhead, and the smell of latex and vanilla hits me. The aisles are a maze of possibilities—cuffs, gags, blindfolds, restraints—and
I park the borrowed car at the end of a dirt road, the cabin squatting in the trees like a held breath—no neighbors, no cameras, just the hum of wind through pines. I circle it once, check the windows
I stand in the doorway of Elena's home office, watching Kira's fingers hover over the hollow book on the shelf, her breath shallow. She pulls it out, and the key clinks inside, but she hesitates, turn