Semua Bab Housekeeper For My Hot Professor : Bab 81 - Bab 90

Jennifer's POV I looked as the man struggled to breathe, and I gasped as I stepped back in fear. I didn't know what to do, but the only thought that couldn't go through my mind was to call Mathew; he always has the perfect solution. I dialled his number, and he only picked up on the third ring, and I could hear women's voices in the background.“Save me!” I breathed into the phone, and he assured me that he would be there, and when he arrived, he looked around the room, but he wasn't looking at the gang boss fighting for his life, but the suitcase filled with money.“Is that money there?” Mathew asked, and I nodded my head, but I was shocked he was more concerned about the money than the person at the brink of death.“I doubt that's our problem. Is he dead?” I blurted, as I pointed to the man reaching out his hands to us for help, but Mathew slapped his hands off.“Did you not smell this, J?” He called, hugging me, and I wondered if I should be excited by the smell of blood. “I can s

Jennifer's POV “It's time!” I heard Mathew's voice from the door, and I crawled back to the bed. I had tried different things to get my tied hands freed, but it was almost impossible. I panicked as I heard the door creak open, and I wondered if it was midnight already. Why was the day so fast? “What are you up to, milady? You look all sweaty when we aren't up to anything yet,” he said, as he switched on the camera, and I panted heavily as he got closer to me with some toys. “Mathew, can we not do this? Did you not say they are offering you money? I swear I can get you the money you want, so just let me go,” I reasoned, hoping the man wouldn't freak out. “Did you think I cared only just about the money? I want to ruin you, J. You only belong to me, so I want to make you useless so no one else will want you but me.” He said, and my lips quivered with fear. How did I get so unfortunate? “But why? I mean, I was good to you–ahh!” I shrieked in pain as he snapped the rope off my han

Vera's POV “Miss Kingston!” I heard the nurse call my name, and I stood up sluggishly as I walked towards the doctor's office. I had been under the weather lately, and I couldn't help but think I had caught the flu, which was the reason I visited the hospital. I entered the doctor's office to see a handsome young man who should be in his early thirties, dressed in a doctor's coat with rimmed glasses placed on the bridge of his nose. Hot! I thought, and I made a mental note to invite him for a drink this evening, maybe we could use a hotel room right after that. “Good morning, ma'am.” The doctor greeted me, but I didn't bother with that. “What's wrong with me? What type of flu did I catch?” I asked about adjusting my top, showing a considerable amount of my cleavage, and the doctor looked at me weirdly before he proceeded with looking at my case file. “It says here you had been experiencing a lot of discomfort, lightheadedness, stomach aches, and even vomiting, to say the lea

Lyon's POV I waited anxiously at the front of the prison gate waiting for Jennifer, and I couldn't help but blame myself for not going with her even though she told me to wait outside. I didn't test that nameless vile one bit, but I trusted Jennifer if she said she could handle it, she would.“What are you doing outside?” I asked my lawyer, as he walked towards me briskly, and I felt my blood pressure hit a new time high. Maybe I wasn't so cool leaving her with that criminal.“She asked me to leave them alone, I don't think you have to worry, she gets everything under control–she is stronger than you think.” My lawyer, Mr. William said, and my lips cracked a tight smile.I knew she was a strong girl, but I couldn't help but worry about her, and I swear to God if that bastard tried anything on her I wouldn't mind crippling him for life–trash that he wouldn't be alive anymore.“But that doesn't mean you should have left her–” I trailed off as Jennifer walked out of the prison gate. She

Jennifer's POV “Stop!” I moaned as Lyon rubbed his finger on my wet cunt. I didn't know if it was because we hadn't made love for a long time; his touch felt foreign and intense. With every one of his touches, I felt my senses being pulled away, and it felt like my skin was on fire with his touch.“Really, should I stop?” He asked, as he yanked my robe off, leaving me bare under him. My pussy was already dripping wet, and I wanted to curl his cock in there. “No.” I mumbled shyly as I hugged my body to his, and he whispered sweet words to my ear as he bit my earlobe.“Ahh!” I moaned as the professor thrust one of his fingers in me; I writhed under him as I felt the rush of pleasure. “I missed you,” he blurted, as he sucked my breast while he increased the thrusts with his finger. He trailed his tongue down from my breasts and stopped in between my thighs that were reeling with juice, and he sniffed it. The memory of Mathew doing the same flashed through my mind, but I didn't flinch f