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All Yours, Professor Chapter 63
~ Nicholas's POV ~I pulled out my phone as soon as I landed in Russia, only to find a flood of missed calls and text messages from Sylara.I read through her texts and then discovered she was only calling me because of Alfred.She already found out I beat him up. In her text, she made it clear that Alfred told her a stranger beat him up because he had asked her out in front of the whole school.She knew it was me; otherwise, she wouldn't have been asking why I beat Alfred up.He deserved more than that. If I knew he was going to run to Sylara to rat me out, I would've sent him straight to a coma, where he wouldn't be able to remember anything after he woke up.I read her flood of messages over and over again, but chose not to call her or reply.We had more important things to talk about than discussing an irrelevant person like Alfred.I had asked her to be my girlfriend.I didn't know when I blurted out the words, but I'd rather die than take them back.I hope she would be able to g
All Yours, Professor Chapter 62
~ Sylara POV ~My heels clicked rapidly against the polished linoleum floor as I hurried toward Alfred's hospital room. After his mother had practically screamed through the receiver and slammed the phone down in my ear, I had rushed over as fast as I could.I didn't rush here because I still cared about Alfred—not even a little. I came because a knot of pure panic had tightened in my chest, and I needed to see the damage with my own eyes.I pushed the door open and froze on the threshold.Alfred was sitting up in the hospital bed, a dark purple bruise blooming across his left jaw, his lip split and stitched, and one eye swollen almost completely shut. His mother sat on a chair beside him, holding a small bowl of soup and a spoon.Looking at the brutality written across his face, a cold shiver ran down my spine. This was Nick's handiwork. I knew what he was capable of."Oh, look who finally decided to show her disgraceful face," Mrs. Ashford sneered, rising from her chair so fast the
All Yours, Professor Chapter 61
~ Sylara's POV ~ "What... what did you just say?" I breathed out. I needed him to say the words again, because never in my wildest dreams did I imagine he would stand in front of me and ask me to be his girlfriend. "If being your man is the only way you will allow me to take care of you and take responsibility for your life, then let's date," he said softly, taking my hands into his massive, warm ones. My mind reeled. So that was why? He wanted to be responsible for me—not because he actually loved me, but because he saw me as a burden he needed to manage? I slowly slipped my hands out of his grip and walked over to the floor-to-ceiling glass window, staring out at the blurred Manhattan skyline. A sudden, sharp anger flared in my chest. I knew he was significantly older than me, but I certainly wasn't a child. I was twenty-three years old. I could take care of myself. I didn't need a guardian. "What do you think, Sylara?" Nick's deep voice resonated right behind me. "Is it
All Yours, Professor Chapter 60
~ Sylara's POV ~ I pulled in a sharp, steadying breath the moment the cab pulled up to my parents' house. I was only here to grab my old clothes and textbooks. Until I could figure out a way to come clean to Ashley without creating a campus scandal, I needed to look like my normal self. I walked up the stone pathway, exhaling heavily before punching in the door code. The lock clicked open. I let out a quiet sigh of relief when I stepped into the foyer—the house was dead silent. My parents weren't home. I sprinted to my bedroom, pulling out my old suitcase and packing my clothes, my beat-up sneakers, and my school supplies. I zipped the heavy luggage shut and dragged it out of the room. I gripped the front door handle, ready to make a quick exit, when the door suddenly swung inward. My heart sank. My mother and father stood on the porch, staring at me before dropping their eyes to the heavy suitcase beside my leg. "So. You actually came back to get your things?" my mother a
All Yours, Professor Chapter 59
~ Nicholas's POV ~ Finding the boy's condo was a piece of cake. Fredo was right about one thing: if I wanted to track a human being down, they were as good as found. The only specter who had managed to slip through my fingers was Malachi—and that was purely because he possessed the same ruthless, calculating mindset as me. Hunting a man who thinks exactly like you is a game of millimeters and shadows. I stepped out of my blacked-out SUV and stared up at the high-rise building. The so-called Alfred lived on the fifth floor. He was nothing more than a spoiled, silver-spoon child leeching off his parents' wealth. I despised the fact that he had touched Sylara before I ever laid eyes on her. But because he had met her before she became mine, I was willing to let his past existence slide. However, that did not mean I was going to let him slide for trying to publicly claim her again after degrading her womanhood. I pulled my dark baseball cap down low, shielding my features. I wa
All Yours, Professor Chapter 58
~ Nicholas's POV ~ I sat across from the old man with the long, silver mustache. His name was Fredo—one of my father’s most lucrative clients back when the old man was still breathing. He had flown all the way to Brooklyn under the guise of an urgent, high-stakes contract. That was the sole reason I had slipped out of the penthouse early this morning, leaving Sylara sleeping peacefully on the bed. "One of your lieutenants informed me you came to Brooklyn hunting for Malachi," Fredo spoke in smooth, rapid Russian, leaning over his cane. "Have you located the rat yet?" "My business with Malachi does not concern you, Fredo," I replied coldly in Russian, raising my cigar to my lips and exhaling a thick plume of gray smoke into the dim air of the private lounge. "I was your father's biggest client for over two decades, Nicholas. We are practically family." "And that history is the only reason your heart is still beating right now," I said, my voice dropping an octave, devoid of
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