All Chapters of The Professor's Beautiful Secret: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

Derrick’s POV My brain tingled as Sasha kissed me. A pleasant sense of relief settled over me as she caressed my mouth with hers, her hand coming up to cup my face. I let my hand drop to her waist, pulling her closer until our bodies melted against each other. One by one, my thoughts and feelings about that night faded away, leaving a passionate, demanding hunger in its wake. I let that hunger take over me as I consumed Sasha’s sweet lips. She broke the kiss suddenly, letting out heavy breaths. “Are you sure you don’t want to talk?” she asked breathlessly. “I’m a good listener.”“No. I just want to fuck you,” I said and pressed my lips back to hers. I kissed her fervently, as if I would crumble away and die if I didn’t. Electric currents shot up to my brain as I navigated my tongue through the silky terrain of her mouth. She intertwined her tongue with mine, making my heart dance with excitement. All of a sudden, kissing her wasn’t enough for me. I wanted her with every fibre of m

Eliana’s POV It only took me a minute after returning home to realize that the house was empty. But it wasn’t that surprising considering the manner in which Derrick had left Oliver’s house. The only thing that bothered me was that I had no idea where he could have gone. And calling him was totally out of the options because I knew how that would go. After his angry departure from Oliver’s house, Jared had turned to me with a satisfied look in his eyes. “You should thank me for saving you from the burden of pretending to be innocent,” he said in a condescending manner. It took a lot of willpower for me not to move closer to him and reward him with another slap. And the fact that I was still in shock from everything that just happened contributed to my lack of retaliation. “See you around. And good luck sorting things with your sugar daddy,” Jared said and took his leave. I’d never felt as much hate as I felt at that moment as I watched him walk away as if he’d hadn’t just ca

Derrick’s POV A sudden knock on the window rescued me from the uncomfortable thoughts that assaulted my mind. All my previous efforts to rid my mind of conjured up scenes that included Eliana and the wiry framed guy together were to no avail. With my mind cooking images of him ramming into her the way I usually did, I felt sick to the stomach that I almost jumped out of my car to puke. More than that, the thought of her using her mouth and hands on him in the same way she’d done to me multiple times was just too much for me to handle. It felt like the most precious thing in my life, which I’d strived hard to protect after suffering to acquire it, had been stolen from me. I could feel shards of my broken heart digging into the walls of my chest as the imaginary scenes played in a loop in my mind. It wasn’t until the knock on the window commanded my attention that I realized how sweaty I was. With one click on the central lock button, I unlocked all the doors of the car. Annabelle pul

Eliana’s POV Despite the cold weather that morning, my palms were sweaty as the cab tore down the asphalt. When the cab finally rolled to a stop, minutes later, I alighted from it feeling even less confident than I did when I left the house. To everyone else, it was just a normal Monday morning, but for me, it was the day I was the day my suspension was over. The day I was returning to Emerald after Oliver’s persistent antagonism led to the absence of school in my life for a month. Left to me, I would have postponed my resumption for a few more days, but Annabelle and Derrick wouldn’t hear the last of it. After numerous pleas, promises and assurances from them, I had no choice but to agree to resume that morning. But as I walked down the pavement leading to the large school gates, I started to feel like I had made a mistake in allowing them to affect my decision. However, it was too late. I was here now and going back was totally out of my options. So I did the only reasonable thing

Derrick’s POVI arrived home later that night to meet Eliana preparing dinner in the kitchen. From the moment I stepped into the house, I was welcomed by the strong, tantalizing aroma of pot roast. As I got closer to the kitchen, the air became thicker with the smell and it got to a point where it felt like I was already eating the roast. “Damn!” I exclaimed as I shuffled into the kitchen. The reaction was not just as a result of the wonderful scent wafting through the air but the breathtaking sight of Eliana at the counter also contributed to that. Eliana was dressed in nothing but a skimpy top that was nowhere near her lower abdomen and panties that was nothing but a thin strip of pink cloth that went around her hips and down the middle of her perfectly sculpted butt cheeks. She made a slow turn to look in my direction and her lips widened into an affectionate smile that nearly melted my heart. Her smile, coupled with the tantalizing image of her nipples poking through the mater