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The Mafia Professor’s Cruel Obsession
The Mafia Professor’s Cruel Obsession
Autor: _Pearlyin

1. Late!

Autor: _Pearlyin
last update Última actualización: 2025-10-19 23:20:52

|| Authors Pov ||

Rosa tossed in her sleep, her hands reaching for the warmth that wasn’t there. Only cold sheets met her fingers. The bed felt too big.

She sat up and scanned the quiet room. He wasn’t there.

Where did he go in the middle of the night?

Throat dry, she stepped into the hallway and froze. A metallic sound echoed through the silence. Her brows furrowed. The mansion was dim but lit, just as it always was.

The strange sound came again.

Was she dreaming?

The sound grew sharper, a groan, rough and pained, like something being torn apart. Unease curled in her stomach. Slowly, she descended the stairs, heart pounding louder with each step, her eyes darted toward the half-open door at the end of the hall.

That room. The one the maid had said was off-limits. Abandoned basement.

Then why was there light spilling out?

She crept closer. The groan turned into a choked cry. Her pulse raced. The light touched her toes as she leaned in, peeking through the narrow gap.

And then... her world tilted.

Her blood ran cold. Everything inside her went still.

Goosebumps crawled over her skin as the sight before her shattered the air from her lungs in terror.

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|| A few months earlier ||

A soft pair of doe eyes explores through the corridor.

Rosalie.

She is damn scared!

Her soft lashes shook, looking at the empty corridor. Means, everyone is in their classroom except she.

Her fingers played with the strap of her bag, and her lips shaken in pure nervousness. She knew the result of getting late, in HIS class.

Her soft lavender shadowed innocent orbs, looked here and there but as further she takes steps, she felt her heartbeat increasing in a immense speed.

She must going to be scolded for coming late.

He hates it. Her cherry lips turned into a thin line thinking about him. He will scold her!

Rosa slowly pulled her head up, releasing a long cold breath. She can’t ignore his strict words!

She gulps a lump of saliva, recognizing the familiar site of corridor. Fear developed inside her naive heart, listening to nothing but pin drop silence.

She hardly wants to go there, but also she wants to see him.

His one glance makes her day.

Her slow steady steps switch more slower and little hands hung down from the bag's straps. Her soft innocious lavender orbs looked at the classroom from a little distance.

Should I go inside?

This is all her naive mind thought.

Rosa shook off her thoughts and decided not to get more late.

Her fingers clutched the edge of her skirt, before walking towards the classroom, with her slow steps.

Her fingers turned into a ball, coming near the classroom and lifted her eyes up. Her eyes looked inside the classroom as she's standing Infront of the door. Her knees gets weak looking at his side.

Killian Salvatore.

His tallness! It’s so attractive. Her eyes filled with love, staring at him innocently.

Her grip tightens on her skirt fabric, gulping at this site, that's making her insane from inside.

Heart pounded. Breath uneven. Lips shaken again.

Her heart fluttered staring at him, wearing his black tuxedo with white inner.

His tall figure was twice her size, looks like a monster in her innocious orbs. No one knows, how badly she wants to bury her face into his warm chest! All she wants is, his love.

The love she craves for!

Rosa collects all of her courage, looking down at her feet. Her breath stuck inside her throat, feeling nervous yet, scared.

But--she has to attend her class, not for her but for him.

“May I come in?” her sweet melodious vocals earned everyone's attention.

The whole classroom gasped looking at the tiny figure, standing outside the classroom with her head, bowed.

Rosa’s throat dried, looking at his coal black cap toe boot moved towards her direction, as her heart thumped loudly.

She grasps the fabric of her skirt in her tight fist.

The sounds of his boot echoed in the place along with his slow steps scared her. Rosa felt her legs shaking making her feel more scared.

She still remembers, somedays ago, how he made her stand outside the classroom for the whole class-time.

She don’t want that punishment again.

Her thoughts broke when the deep rough manly vocal rang in her ears and her fingers shaken badly, feeling the tall monstrous figure shadowed over her small petite body.

“What time is it now?”

Came his dark dominant voice. Rosa flutters her lashes before pulling her head up to face him.

She gulped down in nervousness and attempted to look at him but all her hopes dropped down when she witnessed his dark blue orbs directly peering holes into her soul.

She felt like crying, his dreadful gaze, she can't bear at all.

It scares her.

It hurts her.

Can’t she be a special one to him?

Witnessing his pissed off gaze, she instantly lowered her head, totally scared to listen his next word.

“I asked something!” his deep vocal come out more rough, inducing her lips to tremble.

Fear increased as she doesn’t know how to answer his firm question.

But she, being completely scared didn’t utter anything.

The whole class watched the situation, but didn’t dare to say anything as they are nothing but his students.

“Mannerless, aren’t you?” her heart shattered listening to his rude statement. Her soft rosy lips trembled, feeling herself on the verge of crying.

So rude!

Still, she didn't have the courage to look up and meet his pissed gaze.

Why is he too rude with her? Doesn't she feel hurt?

“Look up!”

Rosa flinched badly hearing the same rude tone. This time she couldn't take it and looked up with her tear filled eyes.

As soon as her eyes met his eyes, she felt her world stops. She saw her entire world in his dark lens.

The tear didn't move and slipped back inside her eyes. Her both soft orbs stared right into his blue lens,

“I think someone has passed away for you to be this late!”

Her lashes blinked listening to the rude words from his rough vocal.

“Does your father count?”

Rosa felt herself breaking down from inside, listening to the word, Father.

How can he know the pain of a girl, growing up without her own family.

Her fingers clutched her skirt firmly, trying to control the tears from coming out of her doe eyes.

Watching her still looking down made his veins popping out of his skin. She was testing his nerves. Her figure glistened into his eyes but his gaze was dreadful.

“Congratulations on being the top of the bell curve!”

He stated coldly, as it’s nothing less than an insult, that’s making her feel so guilty for coming late.

She can't tolerate these from her loved ones. Especially him, Killian Salvatore. Knowing he doesn't give a fuck about her.

“I'm sorry.” she apologised in her soft shaky tone.

“Next time, don’t come to my class if you’re late!” he strictly yet, calmly speak up earning a soft nod from her.

He hummed before turning back and Rosa slowly looked up. She knows the meaning of his humming, permission granted!

But she’s happy that he didn’t punish her for coming late, she released a heavy breath.

Gripping her skirt with her fistful fingers, Rosa stepped inside and saw her classmates who were looking at her with a worried gaze.

Rosa saw a half empty seat and sat on it. She was about to put her bag on the seat but, ”Good morning, Rosa.” she looked at the side and saw one of the sweetest girl from the class.

“Good morning.” Rosa put a cute smile on her face though deep down, she is feeling so sad.

“You look sad.” Aria pointed towards her face and Rosa blinked at her before shaking her head as No.

“Students, collect your answer papers.”

Rosa’s heartbeat stopped working hearing his strict cold vocal, as she stared ahead and saw him arranging tons of answer papers on his desk.

“Oh shit! I forgot it’s the exam papers showing day.” Aria speak up, her voice full of tension as her exams didn’t go well, not knowing the girl beside her was sweating in pure tension.

Aria looked at Rosa, and saw her staring at the desk. Aria persuades her lips and put her hands on Rosa's shoulder.

“Are you ok?”

Rosa flinched and nod looking down. “I know you are worried. Don't be afraid.” Aria tried to console Rosa but she was zoned out.

Soon, the students began to collect their answer papers and returned with good marks.

“Miss Sinclair, collect your answer paper.” Professor Salvatore called out and Rosa’s heartbeat skipped because his vocal was very stern.

“Come on Rosa, go.” Aria tried to free her mind from the tension.

Rosa felt her body melting down in fear. She somehow forced herself to stand up and slowly took steps.

She didn’t dare to look at him, as he already knew her result, maybe bad!

Her body froze in front of his desk, trying to stay calm. A masculine cologne hit her nostrils making Rosalie shut her eyes close.

Her thoughts broke when she saw his hands put her question paper in front of her on the desk before tugging his hands into his pocket, standing straight.

Rosa pressed both lips together, watching her marks. She gulped with body shaking in pure nervousness, seeing the bad Mark she got, failed!

She failed again.

Also, she felt a soul peering gaze on her and she knows, it's none other than Killian.

Her shaky hands slowly took the paper in her both hands, trying to avoid his cold gaze.

“Meet me in my office, after the classes!” she jolted up on her place, listening to his stern vocal, he sounded really pissed.

His voice sent goosebumps all over her body, scaring her to the core.

Did he call for scolding me?

Will he scold me so bad?

This is all her naive little mind can thought. How can she face him after failing in his subject.

Her knees curled up before nodding her head slightly without looking at him. Only if she knew, how deadly he was looking with his dark blue lens. Somehow, she moved her legs with the paper in her hands and returned to her seat.

Rosa flinched when the bell rang loudly and she immediately turned back just to take a glance at him.

Her lavender shade lens stared at him until he walked out of the classroom. Her heart saddened looking at his disappearing tall figure.

Aria noticed Rosa and put her hands Rosa's shoulder, “Don't worry hm. You will do well in the next exam.” she consoled as Rosa put a cute smile making Aria smile at her cuteness.

The time passed.

The classes were over and the loud pitch bell rang again. Cheering and shouting sounds were echoing outside the class, indicating class time was over.

Rosa slowly walked towards the door before Aria held on her hand, “Let’s go together.”

Rosa shook her head looking down.

“What happened Rosa? Is something wrong?” Aria asked earning a denial nod from Rosa.

“Professor called me.”

Rosa said, “Mr. Salvatore?” Aria questioned.

Rosa hesitantly nodded. “Ok, I will wait for you.” Aria spoke and Rosa looked at her. “You don’t need to. I.. will manage.”

“You sure?” Aria asked and Rosa nodded flashing her innocent stare.

“I have a few tasks, so I’m not forcing myself to stay. Sorry Rosalie. Next time I will wait for you, Okay?” Aria said in an understanding manner as Rosa smiled cutely.

“Okay.”

“Bye.” Aria bid goodbye to Rosa before running outside the corridor.

Everyone has gone till now. Rosa felt alone as her fear started to develop knowing, she have to face him, now.

Collecting all of her little courage, she walked towards his office room with her little steps. After reaching, she stood frozen in front of his office room, which was near the principal’s office room.

Her fingers played with one another, feeling scared.

Firstly, she came to college late and then, she failed in her exam, it’s all scaring her poor little heart.

Her heart lost its most of the place because she made his place deep inside her heart by loving him.

Forcing herself, Rosa rose hands before slowly knocking on the door. Her throat dried, breath turned uneven. She knows, what's waiting for her!

“Come in!”

The deep manly vocal permitted and Rosa fell for his voice once again.

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