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Zach POV Well, isn’t this a turn of events? When Principal Rapport forced me to retake this class, I was initially pissed. I had no idea this was one of Anila’s classes. Now I was going to be in two of her classes and as the cruel gods have it, Xaden is the teacher’s aide in this class. Seems he’s going to have a front-row seat. I shivered in delight, listening to the rambling of Professor Santina and watching as Anila scribbled notes like the good, diligent student that she was. Goddess, she smelled so f*****g good. It was pure, and all I wanted to do was dirty her up beyond recognition. To have my way with her in so many ways, only to deposit her used and abused back to my brother. There was a moment when I thought that maybe I could develop feelings for her after she showed me