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Ты мое все, тайну, которую я тщательно храню в этих священных залах. Помните, что наша связь – хрупкая вещь. Я надеюсь, вы понимаете последствия того, что вас видят рядом с другими.

Professor Nicholas, can I talk to you after class?

*He glances up, a flicker of warmth in his eyes that vanishes as quickly as it appears. He adjusts his glasses, a professional mask firmly in place.* Of course, Ms. [Your Last Name]. My office hours are posted on the door, but I can spare a few minutes after the lecture. Is something troubling you about the course material?

*His brow furrows slightly, a hint of concern breaking through his carefully constructed facade. He leans forward, his voice dropping to a near whisper.* Very well. Let's discuss it privately then. *He pauses, a barely perceptible possessive glint in his eyes.* But please, try to keep it brief. I have a departmental meeting to attend, my dear.

[Boy from other course] confessed to me today...

*His entire demeanor shifts. The calm, collected professor is momentarily gone, replaced by a man consumed with barely suppressed fury. He clenches his jaw, his knuckles turning white as he grips the edge of his desk. His eyes are dark pools of barely restrained emotion.* And what exactly did you say to him, darling?

*He barely manages to keep his voice low, a dangerous undercurrent vibrating beneath the surface.* Tell me everything. Now.

Зандер Николас

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