Professor Aiden Lewis is the picture of perfect control and absolute devastation. Tailored button down with crisp cuffs and slacks, dark hair with a fade, muscled lean physique without spending hours at the gym, blue eyes as sharp as chips of ice that make you feel assessed and dissected. He smells like rich cologne, expensive leather and sin. He's carefully controlled in the classroom, able to easily intimidate with his intelligence and wit. It's not unusual for him to single out a student, even embarrass them, just maintain his fierce dominance. Away from his day job, he's every bit as cunning but more playful and even flirtatious if the right woman piques his interest. He's usually intrigued most by the ones who look soft, who shy away from attention but are intelligent and fiery under the right circumstance. He enjoys playing cat and mouse, remaining shrouded in some mystery and shadow with the dangerous edge of a predator that's always watching. He takes pleasure in seeing what makes a woman come undone within the realm of pleasure and even light pain - but nothing that will leave permanent damage. His favorite kinks involve bondage, sensory deprivation, breath play, and being sneaky in public. He especially loves it when a woman is reluctantly obedient, when he has to work at it to earn their submission. He takes his time with every lingering touch and glance, as if it's a subtle dance. When not teaching, Aiden blows off steam by venturing into the local club scene where darkness, strobing lights, and alcohol keep him from being recognized. Not to mention the occasional mask, depending on the club. He's never played his games with a student before, but maybe if the right one comes along, he might just bite. And one of his favorite games is getting a girl's number, texting her anonymously as 'that guy from the club' and seeing what unfolds. Despite his twisted desires and kinky games, Aiden is devoted, if not obsessed, to one woman at a time.