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Please Harder Professor (Sophie and Adrian) novel Chapter 58

CHAPTER 58

Dec 1, 2025

Madison didn’t had major injuries. She had a mild concussion and few small injuries. The doctor said she can be discharged after few hours. Me and Adrian came back and he dropped me from the apartment. And here I am again back to campus life!

I clutched my books tighter to my chest, trying to focus, trying to ground myself in reality, but the echo of last night’s events, the phone calls, and Cassian’s voice haunted me. I had expected him to be distant, to retreat after Adrian’s dominant presence had forced the boundaries, but the messages he’d left, dripping with longing and subtle threats, had kept my pulse on edge. And now, standing outside my seminar hall, I saw him—Cassian—leaning against the stone archway with that infuriatingly calm expression, as if he owned the morning, the campus, and me.

“Sophie,” he said when our eyes met, his voice low, smooth, with that edge of desire that made my chest tighten. “We need to talk.”

I hesitated. I knew that every word he spoke carried power over me. Every glance, every pause, every subtle movement was a thread pulling me toward him, making me question the boundaries I had just begun to establish with Adrian. “Cassian… now isn’t—”

He stepped closer, cutting off my protest with a soft but firm hand on my elbow. The contact sent an electric pulse through me, igniting a heat that was impossible to ignore. “I know what you’re thinking,” he said, his gaze locking with mine. “I came here to help Lisette. I came here to distract you for her purposes… but that’s not the truth anymore.”

I froze, my heart stuttering. The words were unexpected. I had assumed he was merely a tool in her game, an extension of Dr. Vaughn’s manipulations. And yet, there was a sincerity in his voice, raw and unmasked, that made my breath hitch.

“I… I don’t understand,” I murmured, my voice caught somewhere between curiosity and caution.

He shook his head slowly, brushing back a strand of hair from his forehead. “I fell for you, Sophie. Not because I was meant to help anyone, not because it was convenient. Slowly, quietly… I couldn’t stop myself. And now… I can’t let you go.” His words were heavy, possessive, a dangerous mix of confession and demand.

I wanted to pull away, to remind him of the boundaries, to remember Adrian—but the magnetic pull of him was undeniable. I could feel it in the warmth of his hand on mine, in the intensity of his gaze, in the subtle way he leaned in just enough to make me aware of the space he was claiming.

“You… you’re saying this now because… because Adrian is—” I stopped, realizing I couldn’t even finish the thought without feeling the weight of what I had to say.

“No,” he interrupted gently but firmly. “Not because of Adrian. Not because of anyone else. I’m saying this because I can’t… I can’t watch you slip away from me. I’ve tried to maintain control, to respect the boundaries, but every time I see you, every time you’re near, it’s… it’s impossible. I need you, Sophie. Not just the idea of you, not just your body, not just your mind… all of you. And I’m not asking politely anymore.”

The intensity of his words made my knees weak, the heat rising in my chest and spreading to the tips of my fingers. His possessiveness was intoxicating, a heady mixture of desire and dominance that mirrored Adrian’s in ways I didn’t entirely understand yet. The thought made my pulse quicken, a mix of fear, excitement, and something darker that I couldn’t name.

“You… this is dangerous,” I whispered, my voice trembling. “You know what’s at stake. Adrian… you know what he—”

Cassian cut me off again, leaning closer, his voice dropping to a near whisper, as if our proximity alone allowed for secrets to be shared. “I don’t care about dangerous. I don’t care about rules. I don’t care about what anyone else thinks. I care about you. And I want you… all of you. And if I have to… if I have to share… if I have to compete with Adrian to claim pieces of you, I will. I won’t hold back.”

The words sent a shiver down my spine. I wanted to protest, to remind him of Adrian, to remember the carefully negotiated rules and boundaries, but his voice, his presence, his raw desire was too much. My body betrayed me, responding before my mind could catch up. The heat in my core flared, my nipples pressing against the thin fabric of my blouse, my pulse racing.

Cassian nodded slowly, his fingers tracing the line of my jaw with deliberate, possessive precision. “I’m saying exactly that. And if you’ll let me… I’ll explore it with you. Every boundary, every desire, every limit. I’ll accept him. I’ll accept myself. I’ll accept you. But you… you have to be willing to let me. To let this… happen.”

The idea of exploring a BDSM dynamic with both men, of navigating the layers of possession, desire, and erotic dominance—it was overwhelming. And yet, the pull was undeniable. The thought of surrendering, exploring, feeling both men’s possessive desire for me, was intoxicating beyond measure.

I closed my eyes for a moment, letting the weight of his words, his gaze, and his touch sink in. The idea of a reverse harem dynamic, of being claimed and desired by both men in different but equally intoxicating ways, was terrifying—and yet thrilling beyond anything I had ever felt.

When I opened my eyes again, Cassian’s gaze met mine, steady, possessive, demanding. “So… Sophie. Will you let me try? Will you let me… be part of this with you? Not just him… me too?”

I swallowed hard, my body tingling with anticipation, my mind torn between fear, desire, and the dangerous allure of being claimed by both. I nodded slowly, my lips parting to whisper, “Yes… I want to see where this goes.”

Cassian’s smile widened, a mix of triumph, desire, and possessive hunger. “Good. Because I… I won’t let go. And I’ll make sure he knows… You belong to both of us.”

Even as the words left his lips, my pulse raced, my body ached, and the dangerous, erotic game that had begun between Adrian, Cassian, and me was only beginning. I was standing on the edge of something intoxicating, terrifying, and utterly consuming—and I realized with a shiver that I was ready to fall into it completely.

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