All Chapters of Seducing Professor Cal : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Myra held Nova close to herself, still seated on the floor. The child was quiet now in her arms and she wondered if she had fallen asleep.She could no longer resist glancing up at the Professor. He looked pale, his eyes pinned on them. She also noticed the housekeeper standing nervously a few feet behind him.She looked away and leaned forward to check Nova’s face. She saw that the little girl had indeed fallen asleep. She gently threw her over her shoulder, and supporting both their weights with her right hand, she pushed herself off the floor.The Professor was already running towards her, and he helped her to her feet.They did not look at each other as she said, “I will go lay her down to sleep,” and then walked away. She had just pulled the blanket up and tucked it under the child’s armpits when the door opened after one knock.She turned to see the Professor. He was holding her handbag. She looked at him standing there, and she felt a tingle between her legs. In the priv

“Why?” The Professor repeated her question, standing up, He walked around his desk and was several feet away from her when he stopped.“Do you question all your employers this way?” His voice came out as a bark.Myra felt instant irritation at herself for slipping out of her character, and showing vulnerability. She recollected herself and bent her head down, “I’m sorry.” “Why would you even ask me why?”She looked back up. “I only wondered why you would allow a leper care for your daughter.” “What?” Myra frowned, noticing something new. The man’s gaze was fixed on her lips anytime she spoke. She kept her eyes fixed on his as she parted her lips to speak again. “You just gave me rules of conduct that would not be out of place for a leper.” He was still staring.His gaze was fixed on her lips, and his hand was gripping his desk tightly. She had not been wrong.And the sexual current was back, swarming the whole room. It felt like some strange magnetic current that threatened to

There was silence for a few seconds on the porch as Myra and Mrs Steels regarded each other.Then Myra nodded and smiled tightly. “We only just met, but we got really close in that short time.”She started fishing for her handkerchief, and Greg quickly stretched his out towards her.“Who is that?” They heard a male voice from inside the house, and Myra saw Mrs Steels’ whole posture change immediately. Her subtle hostility and firmness was gone. She was now like a soft, tender, lily.“Valentina’s friends from school, sweetheart.” The woman finally opened the door for them to come in. Myra and Greg shared a quick glance, and then walked in.“Hello.” Myra said, looking at the man she believed was Mr Steels. Greg stretched the bouquet of flowers and basket of fruits to Mrs Steels, who accepted it with a nod, and then walked away with it to the kitchen.“I am sorry for your loss.” Myra said, turning her attention fully to Mr Steels, and she found him watching her. She felt a chill go d

“Your one job is the Professor, and you are failing woefully at that.” The Police chief thundered. “So why the hell would you be delving into other matters that do not concern you?”Myra swallowed, keeping her eyes away from Aiden, and his taunting looks. That was the only way to not lose it and pull the roof down on all of them right here.Seeing both men in the same room did something to her. It stirred such rage in her body that affected even her vision.“Valentina is part of Professor Cal’s case.” She made an effort to say calmly. “She was one of his victims.”“Why the hell did you think I brought you into the case? Miss Steels and all the other girls are dead ends. You will find nothing investigating them.” Her father yelled, and then his eyes fell on Greg behind her. “And you, why could you not stop her? Why could you not help her stay on track?” He barked.“I’m sorry, chief.” She heard Greg say as he took two steps forward to stand beside her. Aiden was up in a flash, and stan

Cal tried to keep his voice even as he said, “I teach over five hundred students. I have no idea who you are talking about.”“No,” Weston said. “Atlas showed me a picture of the kid, she is definitely hard to miss. Blonde hair, bright eyes. She looks like that popular woman, what’s her name again?” He looked around him for suggestions as they continued their walk into the building.“What are you talking about man?” Diego frowned, clearly irritated by the heat, and probably also the memory of his angry wife and her saucepan.“The actress with her own walk and seductive gaze.”“Marilyn Monroe.” Cal said under his breath, as he placed the tray on their table. His friends froze and turned to him. Even Diego did not look as bored and irritated anymore.Cal felt bile rise in his throat. Old men like them should not be talking about a college student like this. It was not right. But he was a hypocrite. All his friends did was talk, he was the one that could not act properly when she looke