Chancellor By Lexi Ray 【NEWEST — 2024】

"You've been avoiding me, Elena," he stated quietly. It wasn't a question.

"Sir," he repeated, a slow, dangerous smile tugging at the corner of his lips. He stood up and walked around the desk, stopping just inches from her chair. "Is that what we're calling it now? After everything that has passed between us?"

"You're late, Miss Vance," he said, his voice a low, gravelly baritone that sent a sharp shiver straight down her spine. Chancellor by Lexi Ray

He leaned in closer, and Elena's eyes fluttered shut, waiting for the inevitable collision of their worlds.

He reached out, his thumb gently tracing the line of her jaw, tilting her head up so she had no choice but to look at him. "Let me worry about the risks, Elena. Right now, the only thing that matters is this." "You've been avoiding me, Elena," he stated quietly

"I apologize, Chancellor," Elena replied, striving to keep her voice professional and steady. "The board meeting ran over."

The heavy oak doors of the Chancellor’s private office clicked shut, cutting off the bustling noise of the university hallway. Elena stood rooted to the spot, clutching a stack of files against her chest like a shield. Behind the massive mahogany desk sat the man she had been avoiding for three full weeks. He stood up and walked around the desk,

The Chancellor’s eyes narrowed slightly, tracking the movement of her hand. He didn't pull away. Instead, he leaned forward, closing the distance between them across the desk. The air in the room suddenly felt thick, charged with an unspoken tension that had been building since the day they met.