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On My Professor's Bed Without a father.
ON MY PROFESSOR’S BEDChapter 94. “Author’ Pov. Elena woke up from her deep slumber, a scheming head it, welcoming her into the day. She grabbed onto the side of her hair, grimacing. “Sunshine.” Dante’s gentle voice greeted her ear, tearing her eyes open. “Are you okay?” he moved to the edge of the bed, while she sat upright, running her hands through her eyes. The beautiful sight of her room welcomed her eyes to life. Her room was decorated with nice balloons and gold lights that made the entire house look classy. Elena tore her gaze off the house look and chandelier. “Sunshine,” Dante called yet again in the calmest and most sexiest voice ever. “Are you okay?” his voice followed suit but she said no words to him. “I… I made you breakfast,” he added.“I am not interested in that. I just want to get dressed... And.” she sucked in her breath blinking her eyes back. She just couldn't believe that her father was dead. Dead like that. “I just want to go and bury my father.”“H
On My Professor's Bed Carrying our child.
ON MY PROFESSOR’S BED.CHAPTER 94. Author’s Pov. “Father is dead?” Vera’s eyes widen as Mathew her father’s assistant reveals the news to her, her mouth dropping wide open, her systems trembling like wide shock had been sent through her body. “Yes… he is,” Mathew replied yet again and Vera lost balance dropping to the couch next to her, her heart thumping hard in her chest. Tears welled up in her eyes and she swallowed in hard, trying to put the overwhelming news together, but nothing was working nothing as all seemed to be heavy for her to take in. The tears she had been trying so hard to hold strolled down her cheeks, her body trembling in fear. She had loved her father so much, even though she had always associated herself with her mother’s evil plan it never changed the love she had for her dad once. He had always done everything she wanted and he had always chosen her over any other person, including his business and many more. “I will leave you to digest the news,” Mathew
On My Professor's Bed I exist for you.
ON MY PROFESSOR’S BED.Chapter 95. Author’s Pov. Elena’s heart missed a beat. The sudden news melted her heart in a way she never knew it would. This has always been her wish. To carry Dante’s child and build a home with him. But, this baby seems to be here at the wrongest time. She was not prepared for this. She was still angry at Dante and she didn't know how long it was going to take her. She didn't want to bring a child into a world of pain and loneliness, she didn't want a life like hers.“I am sorry, I can't have this child.” Elena blurted out the reply at the least expected time and their breaths hitched. Dante could swear that he saw her lips twitch into a smile a minute ago. Nanny Ella sprung to her feet. “Elena… “ she called calmly yet a bit sterner and Elena looked down at her fingers. “I… I am sorry Nanny, but. I can't be with Dante. He… is a mafia lord. I do not want to bring a child into such a chaotic life.”“Sunshine,” he called softly, his heartbreaking from her
On My Professor's Bed Lucas is Alive.
ON MY PROFESSOR’S BED.Author’s Pov. Chapter 97. Dante’s heart swelled with nothing but happiness and gratitude as he stared with nothing but gratitude enumerating from his eyes, as he stared at Nanny Ella, who wore nothing but a smile, standing right at the door. “I am sorry,” Elena mumbled softly, and Dante pulled her face out of his chest, staring at her a little bit amused by her apology. “Oh sunshine. You do not owe me an apology. I should be doing all of the apologies. I should be apologizing for being an incompetent fool. For being worthless of your love.…” Elena pressed her hands against his lips, shutting him his words trailing off. Her eyes folded with love and she glared into his eyes. “Don't...” she shook her head gently to him. “Don't say that daddy…. You are worthy of me Daddy. You are worthy of my love. Our love.” she looked down at her stomach.Dante held onto her legs walking them closer to the bed. He dropped her on the bed and scrunched to the floor, kneeling
On My Professor's Bed A quicky/ New car.
ON MY PROFESSOR’S BED. Chapter 98. Authors POV. Elena woke up to the gentle feel of a hand against her cheek. She blinked her eyes gently before fluttering her thick lashes open. The sexy and handsome sight of Dante drooling over her welcomed her first view of the day.“Sunshine,” he called gently in the sweetest voice ever and Elena flashed him a charming smile. “Good morning, Daddy.” “Good morning sunshine, you look so beautiful while asleep. I was wondering, perhaps you are that beautiful sleeping beauty from the Morgana time, could you have been?” Ekena chucked at his heart-flattering complement. She stretched gently and Dante paved the way for her to sit.“If I am, then certainly you must be the prince charming who brought me out of sleep with his enchanting kiss.”“Heavens, sunshine! I would be anything for you.” Their gentle chuckle filled the air, suppressing some seconds after. “You. You are beautiful, sunshine... I can't get over how one person could be this gorgeou
On My Professor's Bed Love, pain, and compassion.
On My Professor’s Bed.Chapter 99.Author’s Pov.They pulled into the location that Dan had given them. It was not a fancy house. It was a batch house, an old rickety house. One that Elena could tell immediately that, they had most probably inherited from their late grandparent.“My lady.” Dan bowed and took her hand as they managed their way through the bushy road that led to the entrance door of Mira’s new place.“Are you sure this is where she lives?”“Yes, my lady. I have done my research dutifully and this is where I have arrived.” “Let's hope that they are fine.” a sigh escaped her lips as they continued to walk closer and closer till they got to the door. “I would do the knocking myself.” “My lady…” Dan made to propose but Elena cut him off.“I Insist.” He sighed and stepped backward, and she climbed the rough cemented ground. Elena placed a knock on the wooden door that had no balance, and the knock went unanswered, she placed a few more knocks on it, and the sound of Mrs
On My Professor's Bed In need of daddy’s cock.
ON MY PROFESSIR’S BED. CHAPTER 100Author’s Pov. Mira’s hand trembled in fear and the pain from that day came surging deep into her. She was still leaping from the shot he fired her, but her heart still missed a beat. And it wasn't the beat from fear. It was the best of excitement. “Do you miss me?” his cranky voice sent fear and wants to surge into her and she gulped in. “How… how did you get my…” her words trailed off as Elena snatched the phone away from her. “You silly man! Stay away from my friend.” Elena thundered angrily and Lucas's dangerous laughter angered her the more. “Dante’s favorite…. How does the mark I felt you with feel?” Elena’s grip on the phone tightened and the image of how her father had scrunched to the floor and died penetrated through her head. This got her wondering how Lucas had not died after all the bullets Dante had fired into him.“Someone has lost their voice. It's a good thing. Now give the phone back to my princess, I know where she lives, and
On My Professor's Bed Till I can feel my legs no more.
ON HER PROFESSOR’S BED. Chapter 101. Author’s Pov. Elena’s heart leaped with excitement flooding into her as Dante dropped her gently on the bed attaining a standing position and pulled the clothes off his head, revealing his well-sculptured and captivating abs that got her salivating and her pussy throbbing with moistness. Her eyes cascaded down from his chest to his six packs then to his lower abdomen. It felt new again, like she had not seen him before. Like this was her first time seeing him naked. He felt so hot, eternally hot. Dante reached for his trouser and he pulled it downward and long side his brief. His cock bounced out in confidence and Elena’s heart missed a bit as she watched his not so hard yet veiny and length cock. Her pussy moistened even more, throbbing with the intense need to be fuck. Dante climbed gently over her, making sure that he savored the sight of our sculpture shoulder. “You look hot daddy.” her voice came out in a low whisper. “And you look s
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