All Chapters of The Mafia Professor’s Cruel Obsession: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Author Pov“What the hell is going on!”Rosa’s soul almost left her body when the loud growl reached her ear. Her lips trembled like a leaf as she turned her head aside, just to witness the familiar figure of her aunt, looking at her in disbelief and a hint of rage.Rosa’s lips parted as her eyes met Carolina’s. Rosa’s heartbeat paced up as she saw her aunt approaching towards them. Rosa’s scared soul stood there, her eyes roaming on the floor, her lashes continuing to blink.“What happened, Kevin? Did she just slap you?!” Carolina roared viciously, walking near them and touched Kevin’s face. She then turned back to face the trembling girl.Rosa’s lips shook as she looked up at her aunt, “M-mum... I-”“DID SHE JUST SLAP YOU?!” the growl escaped from Carolina’s lips and she raised her hand and struck it right across Rosa’s soft cheek.The hard slap sent the little girl’s face to the side, leaving an intense handprint on her soft cheek.Kevin’s lips parted in shock. Carolina’s nose flar

Author PovIt was already afternoon. Rosa slowly opened her eyes at the sound of a knock on the door. She hadn’t realized when she had fallen asleep while crying.She swallowed hard, got up, and walked to the door. When she opened it, the same woman from before stood there.“Have you been sleeping?” the woman asked. Rosa gave a small nod.“You’ve slept enough. Now let’s go, you need to eat.” she said gently, though Rosa just stood still with her eyes down.The woman, Lilia, noticed her puffy eyes. Her heart ached for the little girl, for whatever pain she was going through.“Please, you need to eat. You’re starving—” Lilia stopped mid-sentence when Rosa looked up. Her eyes were teary, lips trembling.Lilia’s heart squeezed seeing the raw pain in her eyes. The girl’s small frame shook slightly; she looked so fragile, so lost.Unable to hold back, Lilia bent down and wrapped Rosa in a gentle, sisterly hug.“Shh,” she murmured softly, running her fingers through Rosa’s hair and the girl b

Author PovNext Morning.Rosa’s reflection stared back at her from the bathroom mirror. Her soft, lost eyes held a storm of emotions.Lots of thoughts.Lots of tension.Her chest tightened and she let out a shaky breath. She didn’t know what to do. She didn’t even know if she had a choice anymore.The whole night, she tossed and turned, her body restlessly laid against the sheets. Her mind refused to quiet down, drowning in the weight of unanswered questions. Every time she shut her eyes, his voice echoed in her head.Taking a deep breath, Rosa stepped out of the washroom, her movements slow and hesitant. Her pale face looked even softer in the morning sunlight, traces of exhaustion evident in her delicate features. She looked around the room carefully.Then—knock, knock.The sound echoed, pulling her from her daze. Rosa’s heart skipped a beat and she turned toward the door, her hands clutching the fabric of her dress.Even though her hands trembled, she summoned her courage and open

Author PovRosa’s round eyes stared at the night sky through the vast window, the moon casting a cold glow over the garden. The silence felt heavy, almost suffocating, as she clutched the window frame with trembling fingers.“It’s so cold.” she murmured, eyes still locked on the moon. The soft glow reminded her of her mother, beautiful and distant, just like the moon.Honk—honk!Rosa blinked, her stare shifting toward the main gate. A car entered, headlights slicing through the darkness. One of the guards stepped forward, pulling the huge gate open.Her breath hitched. He’s back!Her heartbeat quickened as she gripped the window frame tighter. The moonlight spilled over her soft skin, making her eyes gleam. She watched the car until it disappeared from view, a small pout tugged at her lips.“This isn’t a dream?” Rosa whispered to herself, glancing at her fingers as if trying to convince herself.“Got to wait.” she murmured, moving away from the window. She lay flat on the bed, legs str

Author Pov“Failed.”Rosa’s heart dropped into her stomach. Failed?How could she fail Social Studies? She remembered clearly how well she had done on the paper, the confidence she felt as she answered each question. This couldn’t be right.Rosa stared at Mr. Kang, dumbfounded. Was there any mistake? Her mind raced, but she couldn’t find an explanation. Her exam had gone perfectly.Mr. Kang didn’t elaborate. He just moved on, calling out names with a detached tone. Rosa slowly sat back in her seat, still in a daze, lost and confused.“You told me your exam went well. How come you failed?” Aria asked in a whisper.Rosa’s lips curved down into a pout and she mumbled, “I don’t know.” her voice unconvinced.“I think there’s some mistake. These teachers!” Aria huffed.The class soon ended, and Mr. Kang prepared to leave, but then he looked up. Rosa, distracted, was already gazing at her classmates.“You, Miss Sinclair. Come with me.” he declared.Rosa frowned. What does he want now?Are th