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Dirty Sexy Saint 18. Using the professor
Jordan Miller~•~I didn't think going back to school would be this hard. I stood in front of Professor Mark's class, not knowing how to make my entrance. It didn't help that I was late and he'd already started teaching. If I went in now, all eyes would be on me. But I also couldn't leave without attending any classes. I didn't take the bus to school for nothing.Mind made, I took my first step in. The class halted. Professor Mark turned around to see who'd distracted his class, his eyes almost falling out when he saw it was me. I sent him a sheepish smile. "Sorry, I'm late."I scanned the class, seeing my friends in their normal seats, except this time, there was no space for me. They all wore the same expression on their faces. Disbelief. And I knew I had a lot of explaining to do. I just needed to come up with a good-ass lie.Not wasting any more time idling at the front, I made my way to the back and took a seat th
Dirty Sexy Saint 19. Hurting Blake
Jordan Miller~•~"You what?" Cathy exclaimed, being the dramatic person she has always been. Alessandro should've asked her why she wasn't into acting, not me.I laughed. "Don't make me repeat it.""You legit sucked his dick?"I rolled my eyes. She'd been repeating it because she refused to believe that I could actually do it. At this point, I was sure that her roommate who was in her room would've heard it too. "I'm serious. I need to pass this course somehow, don't I?""And what about the other ones?""I do better in those either way.""Wow." Catherine was still in awe. "I've always thought you were the prude between the two of us.""Hey!" I yelled, offended."I never expected that you of all people would do something so risky and scandalous." I shrugged. What did she expect from me? To be a goody two shoes? Most importantly, what image of me had I shown her?We were on the couch in the front room of her apartment, watching TV. Except we were doing more talking than rewatching one
Dirty Sexy Saint 20. Meeting with the professor
Jordan Miller~•~It was finally Halloween. It was a Friday. It was almost three and it was the day Professor Mark told me I'd have to retake my test.I didn't have any plans on actually writing the test. I couldn't be bothered to study when I still had to search for a job.I'd gotten a new sim card and the first message I received was from the people my dad owed. It simply read, 'Welcome home, Jordan. We've been waiting a while now.'Were they keeping tabs on me? How did they get my new number? Hell, was it that easy to get my contact?It was weird walking through the hallways when the school was empty, but it was Halloween and everyone was either getting ready to party or already partying.My heels clicked softly on the floor as I made my way up the stairs to the floor Professor Mark's office was. When I reached, I didn't bother knocking and barged in instead. I had a bad habit of that.His eyes snapped up to me and he paused when he saw it was me. His eyes raked across my body, but
Dirty Sexy Saint 21. Back for her
Jordan Miller~•~"Happy birthday, Jordan!" I opened my eyes immediately, blinking harshly to get used to the white blinding light, plus the bright sunlight streaming into the room from the binds that had been drawn up. Fuck Catherine."What the fuck? Why is the light so bright? Am I dying?"Cathy laughed, a little too excited for her own good. It wasn't even her birthday. "I said happy birthday, you dummy.""Yeah, yeah, whatever. Leave me alone." I tried pulling the covers over my face, but she didn't let me. I sighed. I was beginning to hate staying over at her place. It was getting annoying, having her wake up bright and early in the morning to pester the hell out of me. I didn't know how someone could be so hyper in the morning. Hell, I didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse."Jordan!" She scolded. "I spent all night making a birthday cake for you and you can't even acknowledge my wishes?" I opened my eyes slowly at the word, cake, hoping she wasn't messing around. She laugh
Dirty Sexy Saint 22. Unpleasant surprise
Jordan Miller~•~My eyes were wide as I looked for possible escape routes. I couldn't run out of the apartment because he was closer to the door than I was. Even if I did manage to run out the door, he'd catch me in seconds.I looked to the side. There was the bathroom. I could always lock myself inside and wait him out, right?Not having much time to think since he was getting closer and closer, I made a run for it.Well, not literally so people wouldn't be suspicious, but I started speed-walking, bumping into bodies on the way, barely getting an apology out of my mouth before I had to apologize to the next.I wrenched open the first door I saw, which happened to be Cathy's room. I couldn't believe Alessandro would come here of all places. He could've cornered me when I went to school or when I dropped by at my apartment for something. Hell, he could've come after me when I was going job hunting, but no.I entered inside. I was just about to slam it close and lock it behind me when
Dirty Sexy Saint 23. Grudges
Jordan Miller~•~I was the worst friend to ever exist. I was a fucking liar and I was scared at how easy it was for me to lie.I'd faked a flight, even having them tell me goodbye because 'I had to go live with my aunt for a while'. I didn't give them a reason and they didn't press for one.The only things they did were ask me about schooling and told me that they would miss me. They didn't understand my sudden decision to leave, but Alessandro had given me exactly one week to come up with something, or he'd take me anyway.Immediately after they'd left the airport, one of Alessandro's cars came to pick me up. Surprise, surprise, Leonardo was the one driving.He didn't step out to help me put my box in the trunk or anything. He just stayed put in the car until I managed to haul my suitcase. Then, I opened the passenger seat myself and sat on it, buckling up.I hadn't finished buckling up before the engine roared to life. I jerked forward at the force. "What the hell?"Leonardo didn'
Dirty Sexy Saint 24. House attack
Jordan Miller~•~I started living in Alessandro's house again in a bad mood, so you could understand why I was a bit snappy to any of the men that tried to talk to me. Once again, Alessandro took out my sim card, but let me connect to the WiFi, so I wasn't as bored. He also had me continue my lessons with Luigi, who also wasn't happy with me, but understood that I had to think of myself first. What was suffocating though, was the way I was being watched by a hawk whenever it was meal time. I didn't know what his problem was, but Alessandro had me eating much more than ever. It was infuriating and it made me train harder than before, not wanting to gain any extra weight. I'd started taking online classes because I had no intention of putting my education on hold, even if I didn't care much for the degree. I just wanted to have one while I figure the rest of my life out.One good thing about my coming back was that I was finally able to admire the flowers. This time, I was allowed t
Dirty Sexy Saint 25. My handprint on her ass cheek
Alessandro Maurizio~•~I knew that they would come for her. I knew they would. I just didn't expect it to be this soon.She was supposed to be a bait, not a headache, and definitely not the reason I lost some of my men.They weren't up to five that lost their lives, but a handful of them was still hurt. We were caught off guard, and if I hadn't seen them on time and sent that message to everyone, I was sure a lot of them would be dead as well.I was angry. I didn't know my security was slacking as much. I didn't know other families would be able to break in to my house if they wanted to. "Calm down, boss.""Shut the fuck up." I snapped at Patrizio. I barely talked to him that way since he almost never fucked up, but right now, I was on the brink of shooting them all myself.Pat raised his hand in surrender and stepped away from me, leaving me to pace as I tried to find words.I needed a drink and fast. "Get me a beer," I ordered the person closest to me. I didn't care to know who th
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