Forbidden Desire: The Dangerous Liaison Between Teacher and

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Carl Cruz,Vixenn Cruz

The afternoon sun cast long, golden fingers across the dusty bookshelves, illuminating the quiet space where their worlds dangerously collided. He could feel the warmth of her shoulder just inches from his, a silent, magnetic pull in the hushed library air. Her breath hitched slightly as she turned a page, the sound louder than any spoken word between them. His gaze traced the delicate line of her neck, the way a stray curl rested against her skin, and his own heart hammered a frantic, warning rhythm against his ribs. A profound and terrifying tenderness bloomed within him, threatening to shatter the careful professionalism he clung to. She looked up then, her eyes holding a question he dared not answer, a universe of unspoken longing reflected in their depths. The scent of old paper and her faint, floral perfume mingled into an intoxicating blend that clouded his judgment. Every fiber of his being screamed to close the small, civilized distance, to feel her hand in his, just once. This was a precipice, beautiful and devastating, and he felt himself leaning irrevocably over the edge. In that suspended moment, the line between mentor and man dissolved into a bittersweet, impossible ache.