Alle Kapitel von The Mafia Professor’s Cruel Obsession: Kapitel 51 – Kapitel 60

|| Author POV ||Weeks had passed. Killian and Rosalie returned to the city long ago. Rosa’s academy had reopened.Now she sat quietly on her bench in the classroom, swinging her legs back and forth with wandering eyes. Aria sat beside her, busy with something on her desk.Suddenly, Rosa’s eyes lit up. The classroom shifted. Everyone stood including Rosa. Her innocent gaze fixed on him as he walked in. Killian Salvatore.Then, one by one, the students settled back into their seats.Aria exhaled, sneaking a glance at Rosa. “Rosalie... I gotta tell you something.” she murmured. Rosa turned her head curiously.“What is it, Aria?” she asked softly.“Um... actually, I’m kinda shy but I feel like I want to tell you.” Aria said with a pout. “Tell me.” Rosa said with piqued interest.She noticed the way Aria’s cheeks flushed.“Well, I–I made love with Noah!”Aria blurted out quickly then immediately hid her face in her palms. Rosa gasped. Her eyes widened.“Really?” she exclaimed, mouth fall

|| Author POV ||The night was silent.Rosa tiptoed into the grand library of his mansion. Her eyes were wide with wonder. The room felt ancient and majestic. The towering shelves reaching all the way to the ceiling like giants.Rosa wandered around softly, lips parted as she gazed at the endless rows of books. She had never stepped foot in this library before.Stopping in front of a shelf, she peeked. One book caught her eye. A dark cover with faded gold letters. She quietly pulled it out.“Underworld?”Rosa whispered the book name, tilting her head with a small pout. She had never heard that word before.Killian entered the library, his eyes instantly catching the tiny figure near the shelf. Her back to him, head slightly tilted down as she curiously looked down onto something.Killian rolled his tongue, eyes darkening with hunger as he walked closer. His shadow swallowed her small frame darkly. His hand snaked around her waist and fingers slipped under her top.He felt Rosa flinch

|| Author POV ||“If you really love me.” Killian smirked.Rosa sniffed, swallowing hard at whatever he might say next.With careful hands Killian cradled her small face. Then he rested his forehead against hers.“Show me your love, darling.”His thumb slowly slipped away her tears from under her eyes “Show it. Let me know how much you want me.”Rosa stared at him naively not knowing what she should do.“Undress yourself!” Killian husked. His half lidded eyes gazed at her intensely.Rosa’s eyes fixed on him shakily. “C’mon.” he leaned more “Will you?”Her eyes softened, she softly nodded. Her fingers fumbled at the hem of her top hesitantly. She peeked up at him for permission like she was afraid. But he only watched. Eyes dark, patient and full of things she couldn’t yet understand.He wanted her to do this. He wanted to see her give herself, willingly, vulnerably. And she did.With trembling hands, Rosa slipped off her top exposing the soft skin of her shoulders and the slight rise

|| Author POV ||Killian rested his face in his palm, pressing the pillow beneath his elbow and his eyes stayed fixed on Rosalie.He went easy on her. He didn’t let his beast loose on her delicate body. She looked so peaceful sleeping soundly beside the devil.He knew his words had hurt her. But what else could he say? What was love, anyway?To him, it was nothing but a lie. Everyone chasing after something for their own gain.Still, he couldn’t understand why he wanted her. So, he named it obsession.If it’s temporary, then let it be. He didn’t care. Killian slowly brushed the strands of hair away from her face. His fingers grazed her smooth fair skin.His eyes drifted down to her lips.Is it lust?If it was lust, he should have been satisfied by now. He’d fucked her thrice already. So why does he feel like he can’t get enough of her? Why did he feel like he wasn’t ready to let her go?He didn’t want to think about it. He thought his obsession would fade after claiming her but no, it

|| Rosalie’s Pov ||And I finally stopped when my eyes found her name. My mother’s. Carved into the stone. Right beside hers, my father’s. Both in the front row.My breath faltered. I stepped closer. My hands were trembling slightly. My knees bent before I could stop them and I found myself kneeling on the ground in front of them.My eyes suddenly felt so warm. I pressed my lips together trying not to cry. I closed my eyes, letting the ache rise in my chest and I gently joined my hands in prayer.“H-hi Momma.” as I mumbled, tears came out of my eyes. My heart felt so, so, so heavy. “I missed you, Momma. I missed you so much.”|| Author POV ||Killian quietly followed her, then stood still just a few steps behind her.His eyes settled on her kneeling figure before the tombs. His expression was void of warmth, void of sympathy even after seeing her shaking and weeping.No flicker of emotion crossed his face. He didn’t even know what he was feeling. He just stared blankly. Coldly.As if