บททั้งหมดของ The Mafia Professor’s Cruel Obsession: บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

|| Author POV ||Rosa’s eyes roamed over the closet, filled with clothes. He arranged everything for her. Was this what he meant by taking responsibility for her?How long was she going to stay here?She was here out of sympathy, right?Rosa didn’t know how she would ever repay him for everything he had done, but she would find a way.Living here felt like a constant weight on her shoulders, as though she was a burden to him. But did she truly have any other choice?Shaking off her thoughts, she searched for something simple until a dress caught her eye. A soft smile appeared on her lips.A few moments later, Lilia gently combed Rosa’s hair, her fingers working with care. She then helped with light makeup, enhancing Rosa’s natural features.“You look beautiful.” Lilia beamed, watching Rosa gaze at her reflection in the mirror.“Did you tell him you’re going to your friend’s birthday?” she asked, tilting her head curiously.Rosa met her eyes through the mirror and gave a small shake of

|| Author POV ||“What the fuck do you think he was doing?”He growls, leaning in closer and his breath ghosted over her skin.“You smiled at him like you forgot who’s watching!” His eyes flicked down to her lips, then back up.“Next time he touches you, I’ll break his hand!” he rasped dangerously.Rosa’s wide eyes stared at him terrified. The sudden outburst was something she didn’t expect.But why is he acting like this?Her lilacs shook, heart pounding as if it would burst. Killian’s eyes were darker than ever. They were burning into her like he wanted to own the air she breathed.Then she realized it... his arm was wrapped around her waist. Her eyes dropped down, cheeks flushing red.He touched her?The space between them vanished. Their bodies almost pressed together.“Look at me.”His voice was calm.Rosa’s heart pounded against her ribs before she slowly looked up. Her face was pale, but her cheeks burned crimson.Killian’s jaw was tight, his expression cold and his eyes--They

|| Author POV ||“Something feels off. That man joined the academy and withdrew in the same year.” Chris said, sliding a few old files across the glass coffee table.Killian, seated across from him in the living room frowned deeply. His eyes flicked toward the main door briefly. A subtle sign he was waiting for someone.“He was listed as a social studies professor.” Chris continued, tapping the folder “But resigned just a few months in. No reason listed. And look at this, no photograph. No ID scan. Almost like he wiped out his own existence from the records.”“What’s the name?” Killian’s voice dropped an octave, filled with suspicion.Chris hesitated. “It says the name was Cedric Thorne. But that could be fake. It’s difficult to find out the actual culprit since it’s been more than nine years, Killian. The person who ‘did that’ was really clever.”Killian nodded with clenched jaw. His gaze darkened and he leaned back, silent for a moment.“Dig deeper, Chris.” he muttered. “Find out wh

|| Author POV ||Ivan smiled gently. “If you don’t mind, would you like to dance with me?”Rosa blinked her eyes . She should just deny, right?She turned her head back at Killian. He wasn’t even looking her way, his gaze was focused on Miss Ava. Her heart burned with something. Jealous?Rosa pursed her lips, her face pale and she slowly nodded with a heavy heart.Ivan’s hand was warm. He took her hand then he pressed a gentle kiss to her knuckle. Rosa shuddered swallowing hard as his touch sent an unexpected chill through her. She wanted to pull her hands back right then but she won’t.He gently guided her toward the dance floor but all the while Killian’s eyes darkened and burned with a dangerous fire.That single kiss on her hand ignited something wild and possessive inside him. There was a silent warning locked deep in his gaze.His stare pierced through the crowd, fixated on Rosa like a predator eyeing his prey.She belonged to him and the thought of another’s touch on her skin t

|| Author POV || “It’s time to punish you.” Killian’s lips curved up. A dark smirk plastered his handsome face. Her terrified eyes stuck on him. “I’ll ruin you,” he whispered almost to himself. “And you’ll let me.” Her eyes didn’t leave his, her lips parted in disbelief. He looked possessed, like a man tethered only by obsession. Rosa couldn’t speak. Everything felt unreal snd overwhelming. “You know the things I’ll do to you?” His voice dropped to a slow and sinful tone. His gaze landed her trembling lilacs before he leaned in and their foreheads touched. “I’ll claim your body like a sin, my little rabbit.” he murmured like a venom. “Tangle our souls and devour you raw tonight!” His breath ghosted over her lips and a helpless whimper slipped from her throat. Rosa could feel his words sink into her skin like ink in water. She truly understood what he meant by claiming her. Her fists clenched the sheets beneath her. She trusts him. She trusts him. The words looped in her mi