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My Stepfather, My Mate, My Professor.
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On my eighteenth birthday, a mouthwatering scent filled my nostrils and I was shocked when I saw the professor I hated the most was my mate. Returning home, my stepmom said she was going to introduce to me her new husband which shocked me. My father was disabled from a brutal illness yet she wanted to marry another man. When he came in, he turned out to be him. My Mate and My Professor.
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LENA. I couldn't discern what was happening, all I knew was Alexander's mother had replaced him. I thought she was bedridden and was too weak to stand. Alexander told me these which I now clearly see was a lie. Someone who was bedridden three days ago shouldn't be able to walk perfectly in So Kate Louboutin shoes. How could she carry them efffortlessly? Well, she was pretty which was the reason she was accepted by the others except me who found her suspicious. After she was done teaching, I ran up to her as she headed to her office which was for Alexander. “Hi!” I was out of breath by the time I caught up to her. She walked really fast like she wanted to meet up with something or someone. Her eyes glazed over when she saw me and her blue eyes which looked like that of Alexander dilated. “You?” She smiled but the smile didn't reach her eyes. She looked like a mean mother. “You know me?” I asked surprised with the expression. The first and only time I went into her room, she was un
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LENA. “You were right,” I said shamefully getting back in my dad’s room. I had never been humiliated in my life, humbled, and felt like nothing as much as I did that day. My dad laughed and reminded me that I was bad luck. Alexander realized that sooner and ran. He said that I was going to remain by his side forever and take care of him until the day that I did. He mocked me. He laughed and his laughter resonated within me. It hurt so much that it felt like I was going to die. Yet, I did not exchange words with him. I went back to my room and smiled gently yet tears slid down both sides of my eyes. I thought that I was never going to come into this room again. The heavens must have laughed at me when I thought that my next room was going to be the one we would share in our new apartment. I was dumb to have really thought that we were going to be together. Ha ha. I wiped my tears and walked over to the bathroom where I had a relaxing bath. I stayed in the shower for hours, allowin
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LENA. He didn't come. I didn't go home. I waited until it was dusk when I knew he wasn't ever going to come for me. Yeah, the dusk two days later when I finally realized that he wasn't going to come. Then I realized that Dad was right. I was bad luck and no one would spend their life with me. The realization hit me like the cold in winter, I wasn't prepared for it. So now I just stare into space, taking it all in. I remembered what my father said to me, the words he stated, and how he did. The realness in his eyes and I realized that he was right. He had always been right. I was bad luck and that was what I had always been. Mom died because of me and he lost his legs because of me. My mate was with his new wife he married. Everything was somehow connected to me. “You weren't the one that ran that night, it was Annabelle. You only took the blame for her because you didn't want her to get in trouble. Don't blame yourself for the accident, it wasn't you he went out to loo
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LENA. The next morning, I woke up with so much joy. I was happy that I would finally be with Alexander for the rest of my life. By five in the morning, I was done attending to my dad. I paid extra attention as this was going to be the last time I would be taking care of him. He was awake by the time I was done cooking. I sat in front of him and placed the food on his lap. He didn't say a word to me even as I watched him. “Dad?” I called. He did not respond. He gently took some of the toasted eggs into his mouth. It was as if I wasn't in the room with him. He had his eyes on the plate, a sad expression etched on his face. Disdain spreading in both of his eyes. “Dad, I want to hug you.” I let out. I wanted nothing more than to wrap my hands around him as this might be the last time I would see him. I saw his hands pause before he raised his head and looked at me. He stared at me, the anger in his eyes ever strong. They showed me how much he hated me and blamed me for the things th
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LENA. I didn't have any choice but to tell him. He froze, staring at me for some seconds. He ran his hand in his hair and then placed one hand on his waist. “Your dad wants me dead?” He asked “Because you took the beta position and his wife. You can't come in here.” I shook my head. He sighed, running one hand in his hair again. “I don't even like her. I don't want the position either. I just…” He sighed. “If I stop, will it make him happy? Will you come with me if I put an end to all these?” He asked.Put an end to what?I wondered what he was talking about. “Look, your hand is bleeding. He hurt you that much, right? I want to take you away from here, Lena. I don't care about anything anymore right now, let's leave together.” I hid my wrist behind my body, just staring at Alexander as he talked. Dad had thrown the lamp at me because I came late and this was the reason I started to bleed. “What are you talking about, Alexander? What are you leaving behind?” I asked. He starte
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ALEXANDER. I went to her room to check on her. I held my breath as I grabbed the doorknob and gently twisted it. My heart pounded in my chest as I began to push the door back, afraid of what I might find. Gently, I stepped in, moving further as I pushed the door back. However, I found her in a sleeping position on the bed. It was the same way I left her this morning. I made sure to come and check on her every morning and night before going back to the main house. She was fast asleep, her breathing weak. I heaved a sigh of relief. I just knew that there was no way my mom would be the one attacking Isaac. I walked closer to make sure that she was okay before leaving her room. Shutting the door behind me, I saw Lena backing the door with her hands folded over her chest. Then she turned around after I shut the door. “Is it her?” She asked and I shook my head. “You are certain?” She asked again, her eyes soft and unsure whether to believe me. “Yes, there is no way she would have re
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ALEXANDER. “Don’t ask,” I said, staring into her hazel eyes.“Don’t ask me, please.” I exhaled. I did not want to lie to her. No, I was just starting to build this thing we have. And I needed her to trust me. Yet, I couldn't tell her the reason I was with her stepmother. This was the question she wanted to ask me, I was certain. I knew that I wouldn't be able to give her the answer she craved. The things she desired, I wouldn't be able to do them. Perhaps I was starting to be selfish, wanting to keep her. “Why?” She asked. I did not answer. I lifted myself up, toward her, and wrapped one hand around her waist. I grabbed her face with the other hand, pulling her face to mine. She exhaled, shutting her eyes as she surrendered to me. An act I was grateful for. I jammed my lips with her, relief flooding me as her delicate lips moved over mine. They were so soft, and sweet. Ecstasy was an understatement for the feeling of her lips in my mouth. She raised her hand and her fingers sl
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LENA. Isaac sat in the back of the car while Alexander drove the car. We had been silent, no one saying a word to the other. Isaac's lip was busted and it would take a while for him to heal. In order not to arouse any suspicions, we decided to take him to Alexander’s house for home treatment and rest. “So you two are mated to each other?” Isaac asked breaking the silence between us all. I glanced at Alexander who had his face straight on the road. Didn't he want to answer? I couldn't answer the question without him, although Isaac heard all that we said. “Oh, now you don't want to answer?” Isaac hissed. “Maybe I should call my dad and tell him all about it.” He adjusted, trying to pick up his phone from his back pocket. Alexander glanced over his shoulder, sighed, and then told him to, Stop! “Yeah, she is my mate. You can't let anyone know about it!” He glared at him from the rearview mirror. His response only made my heart tug painfully. I didn't know why. Even though I knew t
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LENA. “I didn't kiss him! I didn't kiss him!” I shouted, moving closer. I placed one hand on the back of Alexander. His body was stiff like a rock. He wrapped both of his hands around Isaac’s shirt, his fingers digging into the rim, ripping the fabric of the vintage shirt. Isaac could only winc angrily, he was nothing compared to Alexander who had Beta powers. When Alexander punched him again, his lower lips burst and blood streamed down his jaw; staining his vintage shirt. It was scary and I gasped, bringing my palm to cover my mouth. I was in shock seeing how Alexander punched Isaac because he thought he had kissed me. Did he care? Didn't he ssy he was only with me because he pitied me? “Stop!” I grabbed his shirt from behind and tried pulling him back. I didn't know what part of my deluded mind thought that I could pull him back from Isaac. “Please, let him go!” I pleaded my voice on a high pitch. He seemed to hear me because I saw his hands gently soften on Isaac until they w
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