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ON MY PROFESSOR’S BED. Chapter 122. Author’s Pov. In a dark room, in the eastern part of Milan City of Italy. Mrs. Stella sat on the bed, with a glass of wine in her hand, trying to digest the news she got from Mrs Dora. Not waisting much chance on it, she picked up her phone and placed a call to her spy, the one Vera had introduced to her from Dante’s home. Some seconds into the call the caller from the other end picked up immediately. “What is the news you are huddling from me?” her bold voice reverberated through the air and the caller from the other end sighed. “I will never hide anything from you. Mrs Stella.” “So what's the news about Dante and Elena.” “I have everything covered up my lady. I am in no safe place to speak, but it would be extremely great if you could pick a flight and be in Meldvise today.” The call went into a dead-end, a smile creeping its way to her lips. “I will do that right away. Let me know the city to alight and everything else that needs to be
On My Professor's Bed A new love match.
ON MY PROFESSORS BED. Chapter 123.Author’s Pov. Logan growled angrily, his eyes evident with the anger that was filling him up. “That boy knows not of the words he speaks.” he passed angrily in the room. Mrs. Stella sipped from the drink that had been offered to her. “Perhaps. He knows even more about what he says and is courageous about it.” “I beg your pardon.” Mr Logan spun around and spared Mrs Stella a rather demijing glance. “I mean to say, that Dante is will-hearted, rebellious, and certainly the most powerful Mafia lord, despite his age. He is influential, rather the most influential, and if you must get his woman. You need me.” “Are you threatening me, Mrs Stella?” “I presume not, Mr Logan. I just need you to do away with Damon’s Legacy like you have always wanted and stay away from Dante as though he is a disease cause he is not your course of worry.”’Mr Logan’s brows arched and he stared at Mrs Stella with disbelief.“He killed my sons.” “Well, your son almost
On My Professor's Bed Crush her.
ON MY PROFESSOR’D BED. Chapter 124. Author’s Pov. “Here we are!” Elena yelled on top of her voice as she stepped down from the car, into the house that Dante had instructed Antonio to buy as they made arrangements to come here. Her face beamed with so much smile from the excitement that she was here. “You seem extremely happy.” Dante coed with a smile. “Should I not?” she whispered softly turning to him. “Very well my lady. No one deserves to be happy than you.” “And you? Are you? Are you happy?” Elena stared at him suspiciously. From the moment she woke up in the jet. She had noticed how off Dante’s mood had been, however, she had not thrown a question concerning that, and now she suddenly feels evil for ignoring that. “I am fine.” Dante breathed out, with a smile suppressing the anger and pain in him. Elena exhaled softly and stepped closer. “I am sorry for not noticing earlier, but I know Dante, that you do not look fine.” “I am okay.” Dante smiled but Elena was not hav
On My Professor's Bed His world.
ON MY PRODESSOR’S BED. Chapter 125. Author’s Pov. Dante watched Elena from behind as she stood by the mirror, arranging herself into the beautiful piece he had arranged for her. This dress. He had picked it out with so much love, just like every other. It was short. Very short, shorter than any dress she has in her closet, and be feared that his woman might steal the spotlight of the day. Through the Window, Elena stared at Dante, wondering what could be going through his mind and why he was staring at her in that manner. Under his gaze, she felt so hot. On a random occasion, she would have been shinning her teeth and asking him about her dress but for now, she knew he had many more to deal with than answer such a question, however, she was just a lady and she definitely would still ask. She arranged her necklace and turned to him, swaying herself sexily. “How do I look, daddy?” Dante smiled and stared down at his feet before walking over to her His eyes held her. Ove
On My Professor's Bed Crazy orgasm at the club.
ON THE MTY PROFESSOR’S BED. Chapter 126. Author’s Pov. Elena walked side by side with Dante, into the bubbling club. Their gracious presence had suddenly stolen the spotlight. All eyes were on them. Feasting on their beauty and threatening to rip their clothes off. Elena’s grip tightened against Dante’s Hand. He stared at his hand and then back at her, a smile escaped his lips. “I am here sunshine. They can only stare.” Dante reminded with a reassuring smile. Elena flashed him a smile and they advanced into the crowd that made way for them. Their presence was powerful. And they looked like a mighty couple. Powerful couples as the case may be. Dante walked through the VIP sections that he had instructed Mack to pay for. They took a seat in the comfy seater their hands not leaving each other a tiny bit. The VIP section was peaceful and dark, just as Dante wanted it. After exploring the entire VIP section with his it, he landed on his queen, his eyes suddenly began to hover ar
On My Professor's Bed Under an influence.
ON MY PROFESSOR’S BED. Chapter 127. Author’s Pov.“Get me a glass of red wine and a glass of cup,” Dante instructed not raising his eyes from the evidence he was trying to examine. Mack gave a gentle bow and walked closer to the bartender. “A glass of red wine and a glass cup.” just as Dante had instructed. He repeated the exact same and the bartender nodded, arranging everything into a classy tray and handing it over to Mack. “Thank you.” he took the tray from the back tender and advanced into the back to Dante. He poured Dante a glass of it and handed it over with a bow. “Here you go, my lord.” “Thank you.” Dante stretched a hand and took the glass cup, his gaze not still leaving the report he was reading. “How did you come up with this?” “Dan sent it a while ago. He had asked me not to inform you, for fear that it might ruin your vacation, however I figured out that it wouldn't make any difference. Dante nodded and sipped from his whine, handing the phone back to Mack. “
On My Professor's Bed A torn of Heartbreak.
ON MY PROFESSOR’S BED. Chapter 128. Author’s Pov. Dante growled, his cock twitching painfully. “Get out of here!” he grunted shutting his eyes and sniffling in, trying to tame the overriding urge to lose his morals inside of her. “Why?” Mrs Stella inquired taking a step closer seductively. “Are you so scared that you might lose your mind and fuck me? Or you just haven't forgotten what we shared in the past. “You are dead to me,” Dante grunted, gripping her neck and pinning her angrily to the wall. “You are dead to me, Stella. Whatever happened between us was in the past.” “Is it?” Mrs. Stella whispered softly gripping his cock into her hand unexpectedly. “Fuck!!! Umm…” Dante grunted throwing his head backward.Elena’s legs halted at the deep grunt. She took a step backward, looking through the opened door. She had just heard something she took as a moan and the voice sounded clearly familiar. No fucking difference from that of Dante. She peeped through the door and her eyes
On My Professor's Bed What a pleasant surprise, Mates.
On My Proffessor’s Bed. Chapter 129. Author’s Pov. Dante took a step backward his breath quivering from the anger and resentment he felt within. The urge from earlier had suddenly vanished into a tin air, as though they were never in existence. “And now that Elena had found out that she is barren, it… she would not fight with Logan, she would not make an attempt to save her life… he would let him do to her whatever! Fuck!” Dante graoned and threw his phone away wrecking his hand into his hair. “Fuck! This is bad! This is terrible.” “Who the fuck told Stella?” he asked himself that rhetorical question groaning one last time before walking back inside, heading straight for the restroom, he smashed the door open in anger, but by the time he got there, Mrs. Stella was no longer laying there. “What the fuck?” Dante cursed searching around! Hell! He graoned hitting his hand against the wall for an unreasonable amount of time till his hand was bringing some strings of blood. This has
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