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I break apart around him. The orgasm rolls through me like fire under snow. And I do squirt, gushing and warm, splashing all over the snow.

He follows a second later and spills inside me. The warmth of his cum spreads through me while the cold closes in everywhere else.

Slowly, he removes the blindfold with one hand and holds me there for a few seconds. I try to blink and open my eyes, but the pleasure is still too much to take. He is still hard inside me. And my pussy is still contracting, even after the orgasm, trying to take more of him in.

Then he slowly pulls out, and the world returns in color and light. He leans in and kisses me once, then helps me put my dress and my coat back on. He brushes snow from my coat, then wraps his scarf around my neck.

"Rose," he says. "About Christmas…"

"It's fine," I say quickly. "Don’t worry about it. My assignments are important."

"That's not what I meant. You don't have to spend it alone. And neither do I."

Chapter 20 Gabriel

The Tiffany representative closes the jewelry box with a soft click and then hands it to me.

"These are rare Tahitian pearls, Professor Thorn. Each one perfectly matched and strung on platinum wire."

"They're beautiful," I say. Each pearl has a lustrous, perfect surface that shines elegantly.

"Museum quality, as you requested." He adjusts his tie, clearly pleased with the commission he’s going to get from this. "Whoever gets to wear them will be very fortunate indeed."

"Thank you for the personal delivery. I know it's Christmas Eve. This mustn’t have been easy for you."

"For a client of your standing, Professor, it's our pleasure." He shakes my hand firmly. "Happy holidays."

As his car disappears down the drive, I step toward the faculty residence hall entrance.

Christmas Eve at Wolfswood feels different with most of the students gone. The campus is quiet and almost peaceful. Everything has been decorated with wreaths and garlands that make the ancient stone buildings look less imposing. I head toward the faculty residence hall. In my head, I’m already planning how I'll surprise Rose with dinner and her gift.

"Professor Thorn."

I turn to find Cassandra Vale standing by the entrance. She’s smiling, but her smile doesn't reach her eyes.

"Miss Vale. I thought you'd gone home for the holidays."

"I had some unfinished business to attend to." She pulls out her phone with deliberate slowness. "I think you'll find this interesting."

She hands me her phone, which is already playing something. It’s a video, grainy and shot from a distance, but clear enough. My blood turns to ice as I recognize my car parked behind the museum. The footage shows two figures inside, unmistakably intimate. Even through the blurry quality, there's no question that it’s us, and we’ve been watched.

Someone filmed me and Rose having sex in my car after the museum visit. And, even worse, Cassandra has the video.

"Where did you get this?"

"Liam took it. Poor thing has been nursing quite the obsession with your little protégé." Cassandra's voice remains conversational, as if we're discussing the weather. "He followed you both that day. He was already suspecting something."

“What do you mean, Cassandra?”

“Well, since he’s been so into Rose, he’s noticed things about her that other people didn’t notice. And her behaviour around you. And then… There was that lesson a few days ago.”

“What lesson?”

“The lesson during which you shamed Liam in front of the entire classroom for touching Rose. Yeah… he didn’t like that. He already had the video, of course. But the way you behaved made him send it to me. So, here I am…”

My hand tightens around the phone, but she pulls it back before I can delete the video.

"You can delete it if you want, but I have copies, of course. Several, actually."