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CHAPTER SIXTY
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MY PROFESSOR'S LITTLE SECRET CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE
The school had officially gone on vacation, and so had we.“Master Deric.” A slightly older man bowed his head and I looked at Jared with a raised brow.What the fuck? The man opened the door to the car and I thought that’d be all. As we walked onto the tarmac, I couldn’t help but wonder if it was a private strip. No one else was on the plane except for us and a few flight staffers.“Whose jet is this?” I whispered, not wanting to seem ignorant.“Mine.” My eyes went wide as saucers. The way he’d casually said was what made it all the more marvelling. Just how much did this guy have?“Okay...” I chuckled nervously. He didn’t let me sit farther than 2 inches from him. Throughout the flight, I was on his thighs.“Don’t your legs hurt?” I didn’t mind the position but his legs had to be in pain.“No.” I’d woken way too early for the trip so I wasn’t surprised when my eyes drooped close. I tried quite hard to stay awake but I was way too comfy to resist the call. Jared slid off his glasse
MY PROFESSOR'S LITTLE SECRET CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO
“I think the champagne bottle is miss…” Jared stopped mid-sentence and took a long look at me, his brows furrowing. “What is it? Are you okay?” My phone was squeezed in my hand and I wondered if it was something worth worrying about. We’d come here for a little get away and drama was the furthest thing from peace. Besides, I didn’t want to have to tell him if there was absolutely nothing to worry about. “Nothing.” I smiled. It should be nothing. “Sure?” He didn’t seem convinced so I stretched my hand towards him and he walked forward. I pulled him gently until he was at my level and kissed him, suds all over my body. “Yeah.” I pulled back, giving him the sweetest smile I could muster. “There should have been a bottle of champagne here but I can’t seem to get a hold of the manager. Reception isn’t the most perfect here.” That piqued my interest. Maybe that was why I hadn’t heard anything when whomever it was had called. I looked at the man before me, his wavy/curly hair falling ov
MY PROFESSOR'S LITTLE SECRET CHAPTER SIXTY-THREE
We spent most of the day indoors and the nights outdoor. We were only going to spend a few days in Cancun.So far, it’d been one of the best experiences I’d ever had. No strange calls from unknown numbers, just time alone before work and school took over.“Told you you’d look great in it!” I took one look at myself in the mirror and all of a sudden turned shy.“I dunno…”“Jared has seen you naked a few times but a bikini is where you draw the line?” I scowled at Alyssa who was on a video call with me.Reception had gotten better over the last few days and I was making the most of it since the vacation was nearing its end.Jared had suggested we go to the beach that there was some festival and we could just enjoy it. Before we actually left for the trip, Alyssa had packed some stuff for me against my will and now I was testing them in front of her.“You have a really nice figure. You should show it off more you know…” I bit my lip, unsure.“Fine. I’ll wear it.” Then I picked up a beaut
MY PROFESSOR'S LITTLE SECRET CHAPTER SIXTY-FOUR
“Jer, what’s this?” I wasn’t sure I was seeing properly. After the short vacation, I didn’t go to back to my hostel immediately. I would’ve gone to Alyssa’s place but she had finally gone home and would be back in a few weeks or days. She said ‘it depends’. “What?” Jared didn’t look up from his lego assembly, completely concentrated on finding matching pieces. He was such a nerd sometimes. “This!” I obstructed his vision with my phone in his face. He looked at it, then looked away like it wasn’t important but I caught the sheepish look in his eyes. “Nothing.” “A hundred thousand dollars isn’t nothing.” I yelled at him. The prize money was meant to be shared by the both of us but he’d sent everything to me instead. “I have no use for the money and I’d love for you to have it. Consider it my gift to you for making the school proud.” I looked at my phone and my face morphed into that resembling pain. “Jer… I, I can’t take this.” He deserved it too, even if he had all the money in t
MY PROFESSOR'S LITTLE SECRET CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE
I didn’t care about the fact that my hands were now bleeding and that I wouldn’t be able to pick up every piece of the glass. This was my award, mine. I’d earned it and some monster had taken it and smashed it across the floor.I sprang into action mode and checked every single thing that had been torn apart. There was nothing of mine that hadn’t been ruined.My phone rang mid cleaning and I dropped the glass pieces into its box, hoping I’d be able to arrange them much later, at least the bigger ones. A chill ran through my bones as I feared who it could be.I exhaled loudly, relief flooding my veins as I recognized the caller. Why was he calling though? It wasn’t the perfect time to have a conversation with him, not when I was on the verge of breaking down.I switched off my phone and dropped it. I wasn’t sure when Ashley would be back and I knew if she saw my place like this, I’d be in big trouble.‘you could have told Jared you know. This seems like you being a hypocrite, hiding t
MY PROFESSOR'S LITTLE SECRET CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX
I was mid moving my bed when I heard someone call for me. I couldn’t turn since the bed was a bit heavy and obstructing but I recognized the voice.“Alyssa?” I heard her pick up and pace and she appeared in front of me. “What are you doing here?” I was expecting her in like a few days from now.“I finished early... what are you doing?” She motioned to the bed I now leaned against the wall. “Uh... moving a bed?” She rolled her eyes at me and smacked her forehead.“Duh... I can see that. I’m asking why you’re doing it. You have a bed, don’t you?” “I had.” I picked up the bed and went inside, making sure I wasn’t dragging it across the floor. It was almost impossible to do.I suddenly felt the weight reduce drastically and looked back to see Alyssa lifting up the rear end of the bed.“Thank you.” She just shrugged in response.“You know, this is my first time being in your room. Didn’t know you’re quite the minimalist.” I almost scoffed. Or more like my things were destroyed.“Yeah.”
MY PROFESSOR'S LITTLE SECRET CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVEN
“Shit shit shit shit shit…” “You just couldn’t be quiet, could you?” I shot her an annoyed look. “He’s heading towards us.” Alyssa whispered. “Do you think he saw me?” I was still ducked low as the table and I needed to know if I could actually hide under the table and get away with it. “I don’t think so.” I quickly hid under the table and hoped to God that he hadn’t seen me. Thankfully, we were in a secluded corner and things were still quiet around school and Joe’s was almost empty, save for the waiter and baristas. Just a few seconds after I hid, I heard a shuffle of feet and a pair of shoes. “Alyssa… Hey.” I covered my mouth like it’d prevent me from making any sounds. “Jared… What do you want?” Her voice sounded a bit clipped, showing she was annoyed with him. “Uhm… I uh, I wasn’t expecting to see you here but I thought I’d come over and apologise.” “Can I have a seat?” Out of panic, I shuffled back a bit, hitting Alyssa in the leg. She yelped but quickly covered it up.
MY PROFESSOR'S LITTLE SECRET CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT
I blinked real fast, real hard. Jared pushed the phone closer to me so I’d grab it. “What is this?” It was a picture of my room, the mess it was before I cleaned it up. “How…” I trailed off. He’d never been to my room before so he should have had no idea whose room he was looking at. Secondly, how had he even gotten the picture in the first place? “How I have this?” He grabbed the phone from my hands and scoffed. “Gee, I don’t know. Someone thought to tell me and not my girlfriend.” Contrary to what I should have been feeling, my heart did a little back flip and I had to stifle the smile that was about to stretch my face. Jared was seething as he paced the room. “A call woke me up this morning with an email of what is supposed to be your room. Can you please tell me what the hell is going on?” Jared sat down on the bed and faced me, apparent confusion and somewhat watered down anger dancing around his pupils. He’d softened his tone to speak to me. “Who told you about it?” “Doe
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