In Love With The Dangerous Professor
"I don't play games, Miss Moretti. I end them."
Celine Moretti has a plan after catching her boyfriend with the new beautiful transfer student. It’s simple, really.
Step one: Don't cry. Get even. Step two: Seduce the transfer student’s uncle—the icy, terrifyingly handsome Professor Reed—and destroy his niece’s perfect little life.
It was supposed to be a game. A little revenge to soothe a broken heart. Celine thought she was the player. She thought Professor Reed was just a target, a rigid academic with a god complex and a stick up his ass.
She was wrong.
Professor Reed isn't just a teacher. He is Caelum Morano, the ruthlessly efficient Don of the Morano Crime Family. A man who hides in the halls of academia to hunt the shadow organization that butchered his fiancée. He has spent years perfecting his mask of indifference, living a life of cold solitude, surrounded by a loving but dangerous family he keeps at arm's length.
Until Celine walks in. She is chaos in red lipstick. She is defiance wrapped in a short skirt. And she looks exactly like the ghost haunting his dreams.
He tries to reject her. He tries to scare her away. "You’re playing with fire, little star," Caelum warned, his hand closing around her throat, not tight enough to hurt, but firm enough to own. "And I burned down the world a long time ago."
"Then burn me," Celine whispered, trembling not with fear, but with a dark, twisted need. "I’d rather burn with you than freeze alone."
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Chapter: Fifty TwoCAELUM'S POVHer words struck me as if I had received another blow to the chest. For a second I couldn’t catch my breath, couldn’t think through the pounding sound in my ears.Kill Celine Moretti.Naturally Vivienne had a Plan B Of course she would have had to reach from her grave to try ruin the only thing I’d ever loved. That was who she was. Who she'd always been. She couldn’t even die without continuing to haunt me.“Explain," I said, my voice even but with the grip of panic around my gut. "Now. Everything you know."Kent pulled his phone out and displayed intercepted communications for me. His face was somber, the expression he only had when things were really bad. "We broke into Vivienne’s secure servers after the warehouse bombings. Discovered these messages embedded within encrypted documents. She had an outstanding kill order for months, maybe longer. Should she be put to death, a certain murderer was doomed to slay Celine. Revenge from beyond the grave."I scanned through th
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Chapter: Fifty OneCELINE'S POVWe escaped with seconds to spare. The warehouse detonated in our wake, a gigantic fireball that painted the night sky like a second sun. The heat was so extreme that I could feel it through the van’s windows. Debris fell on to the street, as chunks of concrete and twisted metal crashed to the pavement.Vivienne was still inside.I’d glimpsed her standing in the doorway, that maniacal smile on her face when she pressed the detonator. She hadn't run. Hadn't tried to escape. She had stayed and let the building collapse on top of her.She was dead. She had to be. No one would have lived through that inferno.I should have felt relieved. Should feel something like victory or closure. Instead, I just felt numb. Empty. As if all the anxiety and adrenaline had been burnt out of me, leaving nothing but ash.Caelum was dying in my arms.They drove him to a private hospital, the sort that didn’t ask too many questions when armed men brought in someone with a gunshot wound. Kent knew
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Chapter: FiftyCAELUM'S POVTime dilated to the beating of hearts. I could see Vivienne’s finger on the trigger, I could see the gentle pressure as she started pressing it. I got a view of Celine’s eyes, wide with fear but maybe something else too. Trust. She trusted me to save her.I calculated distances, angles, odds. Twenty feet between us. The knife I kept strapped to my ankle, concealed beneath my pant leg. Could I get to it and hand-draw it and throw it accurately before Vivienne shot me? Maybe. The odds weren’t good, but they weren’t zero.I raised my hands, kept going. Buying all the time I could. "You win. I'll do whatever you want. Lead the family, fight your wars, be your puppet. Just let her live."Vivienne tilted her head, considering. The pistol, however, remained pressed against Celine’s temple. "Tempting. Very tempting. You know how much I have wanted you to take your rightful place. To be the son I reared you to be.”"Then let me," I said. "I'll come back. I'll do everything you wan
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Chapter: Forty NineCELINE'S POVThis isn't where I last fell asleep - I woke to cold, hard cement on my cheek and the scent of rust and decay. My head hurts. Someone had hit me on the noggin, and the pain was deep and sharp right behind my right eye. I attempted to get up and found my hands behind me fastened tightly with rough rope, the edges digging into my wrists.The warehouse. I was in a warehouse.I struggled to open my eyes, blinking in the semi-darkness that filtered through shattered windows overhead. The space was cavernous, the floors littered with stray debris and old equipment caked in years’ worth of dust. It looked abandoned, forgotten.I wasn't alone.Vivienne had taken the chair farthest away, about ten feet from Andrew, a model of composure as always. She carried a wine glass, the bell reflecting what little light was cast. She sipped from it, all the while turning those Caelum-like but not-warm eyes on me.“Ah, you’ve woken up,” she said cheerfully. "Good. I was getting worried, I’d h
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Chapter: Forty EightCAELUM'S POVDirector Chen and a guy she’d introduced as Federal Prosecutor James Mitchell sat opposite me. The place was better than the room I’d been interrogated in for hours. Real conference table, comfortable chairs, and yes, coffee that didn’t taste like that from a pot sitting for two days.They were trying to put me at ease. Attempting to keep this transaction as if it were a business deal, not what the hell it truly was. Me. Selling out everything I’d ever known to save the woman I loved.Mitchell spread papers on the table between us. “Here’s the deal, Mr. Morano. You take the stand and testify against Vivienne Morano in courtroom. You turn over documents, recordings, any tangible evidence you have access to. You point out key figures in her organization, describe the hierarchy, follow the money.”"In exchange?" I kept my voice neutral.“Immunity for all past crimes up to today’s date. For you and Miss Moretti." Chen clasp her hands together on the desk. "And we'll put both
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Chapter: Forty SevenCELINE'S POVThe interrogation room looked like what I came to believe it would look like after seeing too many shows about crime. Gray walls, metal table with bolts that cemented it to the floor, and a one way glass mirror and only one original looking fixture illuminating from above. They’d pulled me away from Caelum as soon as they’d stowed us in separate vans. I hadn't seen him in hours.I didn't know if he was okay. Did not know if they were roughing him up or had injured him. Not knowing for sure was the worst part of anything.Two federal agents sat across from me. One was middle-aged, I’d guess close to fifty, his hair beginning to gray and eyes empty from having seen too much. The man identified himself as Agent Morrison. The other was younger. Maybe mid thirties, sharp features and aggressive energy that made my skin crawl. Agent Davis.Good cop, bad cop. Classic.They had been at this for what seemed like all eternity. I had a sore throat from giving the same answers. My wr
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