บททั้งหมดของ The Professor's Beautiful Secret: บทที่ 151 - บทที่ 160

Derrick’s POV I 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 m

Eliana’s POV “I’m telling you, that’s the only reasonable explanation for his sudden change of heart,” I said to Annabelle as we headed in the direction of the auditorium that afternoon. “Are you sure?” Was her immediate response. She didn’t meet my gaze and I soon realized that the reason for that was a tall and incredibly hot redhead girl that was coming from the other end of the hallway. Taking just one look at her, I returned my attention to Annabelle who seemed to be lost in admiration. “I am. And I’m damn sure that he’s lying. Something is going on between them. I can feel it, Anna.”“Annabelle!” I said firmly when she didn’t respond after a few seconds. She jolted as if she’d been forced out of a trance. Her eyes lingered on the redheaded girl for one more fleeting moment before she hurriedly directed her gaze to me like someone caught committing a crime. Guilt shone in her eyes as they met mine. “What if you’re just assuming?” she asked, taking my hand in her as if to com

Eliana’s POV I’d heard the faint sound of the bedroom door opening but I was far too unhappy to care. Even as I heard Derrick’s familiar footsteps approaching the bed, I remained folded in on myself, allowing the tears to continue flowing freely. “Eliana?” The sound of my name was followed by a gentle hand landing softly on my shoulder. My immediate instinct was to jump up and throw myself into his arms. Then I thought of yelling my displeasure at him while pounding my fist into his chest. But I did none of them. Instead, I maintained my position as I continued sobbing into the pillow. “What’s wrong, love?” Derrick asked, his voice soft with concern. The worry in his voice was nearly enough to make me stop sobbing. Nearly. “Did someone hurt you?” He asked next and at that, I couldn’t hold myself back anymore. Sitting up suddenly, I stabbed my index finger at him. “You’re cheating on me,” I cried out. Tears blurred my vision for a moment and when his face finally came into focus,

Eliana’s POV Derrick didn’t react at first as I said the words. The living room fell totally silent, making our heartbeats audible. Or maybe it was just mine. It was hard to tell. The steady rhythm of a heartbeat continued playing in my ears as Derrick and I gazed into each other’s eyes. “You want me?” He echoed, his voice barely above a whisper. I nodded frantically, my eyes never leaving his own. At that moment, a sudden realization hit me. Despite everything that happened, I was still very much attracted to him, in a way that I couldn’t be to anyone else. He looked just as handsome and dashing as he had on that first day I saw him. In many ways, he was still the man that had swept me off my feet and made his mark on my life forever. No matter what happened, I was always going to have feelings for him, whether or not we spent the rest of our lives together. Watching the way his lips parted and remembering how lovely they tasted, I couldn’t hold back anymore. I pushed myself up o

Eliana’s POV The sun’s rays filtering in through the window woke me up. I opened my eyes slowly, rolling onto my side as I tried to stifle a yawn. I failed miserably at it. Beside me Derrick was still fast asleep. He looked so peaceful that I couldn’t stop my lips from twitching into a smile as I watched him. Rolling back to my side of the bed, I reached for my phone on the nightstand. Glancing at the screen once, I saw that the time was just past seven a.m.Too early for any of us to get up. Another yawn forced its way out of my mouth as I rolled onto my back, looking up at the ceiling. For a brief moment, there was nothing but peace in the world. Then the memories started coming back to me. Me telling Derrick what I wanted, then him pinning me against the wall and fucking me with his fingers. I felt a tiny ache in my loins when the memory of him driving into me replayed in my mind. When I got to the part where my orgasm rammed into me, the memory felt so vivid that I had to press