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On My Professor's Bed A beneficial meetup.
ON MY PROFESSOR’S BED! Chapter 87. Author’s Pov. “How was your exam?” Dante took the trail of food from Nanny Teresa and walked closer to Elena, sitting at the edge of the bed and gazing into Elena’s eyes. “She didn't come to school today. She didn't come for her final year exam. Something is wrong with her Dante.” Tears perched at the bream of her eyes, her voice cracking with gentle sobs wracking up. Dante exhaled slightly. He was feeling guilty. He didn't know how Mira had gotten his number, but Mira had somehow tried to reach him, and she had given him all the tales, informing him never to let Elena know about it. “She would be fine, Lina. I would ask my men to reach out to her and find out about her where being, is that okay?” “Slightly. I want to see her Dante. Mira would not go blank on me, not even when I hurt her. She is probably just going through lots of problems and doesn't want to share. She goes blank on everyone when things hurt her.” Dante sighed, hi
On My Professor's Bed Best quickie ever.
On My Proffessor’s Bed. Chapter 88. Author’s Pov. Elena pulled out of Dante’s grip and she cleaned gently on her tears.“Nanny Ella, can I use the restroom?”“Absolutely my love. The restroom is right this way. She stood up walking behind Elena.“Thank you.” Elena flashed her a gentle smile and stepped into the restroom.Nanny Ella returned to the dining table.“Mr Dante,” he called rather sternly. “I can see that you love Elena and you were willing to do anything to keep her happy. That's everything I have ever wished for and even more. Elena finds a man better than her father, she finds a man who represents a father she didn't have, a biological mother she didn't have, and a brother she didn't have. I hope that you place her first and always consider her feelings no matter how much it means….” she inhaled softly and sucked in her breath. “This might sound a little too selfish but this is my heartfelt request.”“Protect, Elena at all costs. She is all I grew up to know.” The ro
On My Professor's Bed Taking his cum.
On My Professor’s Bed. Chapter 89. Authors Pov. Dante rubbed his hand gently against, Elena’s soft ass. then he leaves a smack on her ass. “Mmmmm…” Elena poured in delight, her pussy spurting and gaining more wetness.“Your ass! fuck sunshine! they are so soft.” “And succulent,” he whispered softly into her ears, and she purred softly, squirming at the tingling feeling that splashed across her body.Dante pulled his cock out of his trouser, then slowly he began to rub gently against it, licking against his lower lips.“I am going to make sure I fuck your legs numb and your throat sore from moaning.” “it would be my pleasure.” Elena chuckled leaning forward against the shelf and arching properly for him. Dante moved his cock closer to her pussy. “How wet are you for daddy?” “I am an ocean for Daddy.” her voice was a tiny whisper that sent his cock throbbing.Dante raised her ass up and shoved it closer to her pussy, rubbing his cock against her wet pussy lips. “Oh fuck! That'
On My Professor's Bed Betraying Elena.
On My Professor’s Bed. Chapter 90. Author’s Pov. “You enjoyed every bit of our moment at your nanny’s house didn't you?” his hands roamed gently against her waist, while her hand ran gently against his chest. “I enjoyed every bit of it, daddy. Thank you for going over to see my mum.” “Thank you for letting me go see her. I enjoyed every time I spent at her house and I wish to spend more time with her. Cause she was indeed a fun person.” Elena smiled softly. She pressed into Dante and he hugged her tightly. “I love you, sunshine. So much.” Dante whispered into her ear and smiled softly, pressing harder into him. “You should revise now. You need to revise.” he pulled her out of the hall and placed a gentle kiss on her forehead. “I… I will do that. But how about Mira? Have you heard from her? You said you would help me reach out to her. Dante sucker in his breath and smiled. “Yes, sunshine. I am working on it and I promise to bring her to you. Okay?” “How long will that take?
On My Professor's Bed Captivity.
On My Professor’s Bed. Chapter 91. “Fuck!” Dante cursed and slammed his hand hard on his steering wheel. “Fuck you, Mira! Fuck you!” His jaws clenched hard and he threw his phone into the other phone running his car around and driving out of the campus at full speed. “I… I am coming for you, Lina. I am coming for you sunshine. I am going to say you.” he fisted hard against the wheel, hitting hard against the accelerator and disobeying all traffic rules. ***********“My lord.” Damon Alcantara’s assistant walked into the room and bowed.“Have you gotten it?” “Yes, my lord.” “Hand it over.” he looked over at the files and his assistant handed it over along side a bow.“Here my lord.” Mr Damon took the files from him, and he unveiled the white files from the brow envelope and ruffled through it. His eyes scanned through the file and his jaws suddenly dropped as he met with a negative result. One different from his thoughts. “Negative?” he mumbled unbelievably and his heart made
On My Professor's Bed Disastrous moment.
On My Professor’s Bed. Chapter 92. Author’s Pov.Lucas groaned angrily at the wet sight of him. "Fuck you!" He gritted angrily grabbing Elena by the neck and holding tightly onto her neck in an attempt to strangle her while she just hit hard against his hand, her eyes turning teary."Lucas... Lucas please." Mira ran over to Lucas scrunching to the floor and pleading with him. Elena managed to stare at Mira with the corner of her eyes.Her breath hitched from the hard grip of Lucas's hand against her neck, but the physical pain didn't hurt her as much as the one from Mira. She didn't even know what to understand. Mira herself had sent her here and now she was pleading?Lucas's grip had not loosened for a minute and she felt like the blood in her was going to drain, but she was handling her composure."Look here.... look Lucas. You... you promised not to hurt her, please don't." Mira's pleading voice cracked an alarm against her ear and she stared at Mira fully, trying to comprehend
On My Professor's Bed Don't leave me, father.
On My Professors bedChapter 93. Author’s Pov."Dante...." Elena’s scream trailed off as something strange had happened, leaving her speechless.Someone had pushed Dante away and the gunshot her fired straight to the door. Another shot erupted in the air. Elena looked over to Lucas and to the man and her eye caught a glimpse of her father. Elena stood there motionlessly unable to comprehend a word. Her father. He had been shut by Lucas. Her heart clenched and tears rolled freely out of her eyes as she saw her father dropping to the floor, his clothes soaked with blood."Father..." she scrunched to the floor, tears rolling freely down her cheeks. She crawled over to the side where her father was in Dante's hand already.“Father... she called pain oozing out of her voice.Lucas took a step closer and smiled at the dying Damon. “After 10 freqking years, I am glad I am sending you up there to meet your wife and say hi to my sister.” a sarcastic smile secured the bream of his lips, and
On My Professor's Bed Without a father.
ON MY PROFESSOR’S BEDChapter 94. “Author’ Pov. Elena woke up from her deep slumber, a scheming head it, welcoming her into the day. She grabbed onto the side of her hair, grimacing. “Sunshine.” Dante’s gentle voice greeted her ear, tearing her eyes open. “Are you okay?” he moved to the edge of the bed, while she sat upright, running her hands through her eyes. The beautiful sight of her room welcomed her eyes to life. Her room was decorated with nice balloons and gold lights that made the entire house look classy. Elena tore her gaze off the house look and chandelier. “Sunshine,” Dante called yet again in the calmest and most sexiest voice ever. “Are you okay?” his voice followed suit but she said no words to him. “I… I made you breakfast,” he added.“I am not interested in that. I just want to get dressed... And.” she sucked in her breath blinking her eyes back. She just couldn't believe that her father was dead. Dead like that. “I just want to go and bury my father.”“H
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