All Chapters of THE PROFESSOR'S SECRET GIRL: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Dominic didn’t say another word. He simply stepped forward and pulled Renata into his arms.Her body stiffened for a brief moment before she collapsed against his chest. Her sobs broke free again, louder and more desperate than before. Dominic held her tightly, one hand slowly stroking her back while the other pressed her head gently against his chest, as if trying to shield her from the entire world.“Shh… it’s okay, baby,” he whispered against the top of her head, his voice low and deep. His warm breath brushed through her hair. “I’m right here. I’m not going anywhere.”Renata clutched his shirt with all her strength, her tears soaking through the fabric. “I’m scared, Daddy… I don’t want to be the bad guy… I don’t want to steal you from Fiona…”Dominic tightened his embrace. He pressed a long kiss to the crown of her head, then whispered with a firmness wrapped in rare gentleness.“Listen to me carefully, Ren. No matter what happens, I’ll take responsibility. Fiona is not your conce

Selly bit her lower lip hard, trying to hold back the moan threatening to escape her mouth. But it was useless.Cedric’s fingers moved with expert skill between her widely spread thighs. His two thick fingers thrust in and out of her soaking wet pussy with a fast, rough rhythm. The lewd, wet sounds echoed shamelessly in the quiet living room.“Ahh… Cedric… stop…” Selly gasped, her voice hoarse. Yet her hips moved slowly, following the rhythm of her ex-boyfriend’s fingers.Cedric grinned widely, his eyes dark with lust and satisfaction as he watched Selly trying to resist while her body betrayed her completely.“Feels good, doesn’t it, Sel?” he taunted, speeding up his movements. His thumb circled her clit with small, precise motions that made her body jerk violently. “Your pussy is soaking wet. Back when we were dating, you never got this wet this fast.”Selly shook her head, tears of shame and pleasure mixing on her cheeks. “Don’t… ahh… Cedric… please…”But her hips lifted higher, as

The dimly lit basement parking lot felt increasingly oppressive. Fiona stood a few meters away, her expensive dress a stark contrast to the cold concrete surroundings. A thin, mocking smile curved her lips as her eyes swept over Renata from head to toe.“So,” Fiona said, her voice sweet but laced with venom, “you’re willing to cancel our wedding for this whore, Dominic?”Renata felt as if all the air had been sucked out of the room. Her body froze, her hand gripping Dominic’s arm even tighter. Her heart pounded so hard it hurt. The word “whore” landed like a slap across her face.Dominic tensed instantly. His jaw clenched, and one arm moved protectively in front of Renata.“Fiona,” he said, his voice low and ice-cold. “This isn’t the time or place.”Fiona let out a short, humorless laugh. She stepped closer, her gaze filled with pure hatred as it locked onto Renata.“Well, the rumors were true after all,” she said mockingly. “You’re pregnant? How bold of you to carry my fiancé’s child

The night grew deeper, but sleep still eluded Renata. She lay there, eyes wide open, her body slick with sweat. Between her thighs, she was still wet and aching, a restless heat that refused to fade. Finally, she dragged herself out of bed and padded toward the bathroom on unsteady legs.She turned on the shower, letting the warm water cascade over her. For a long moment, she simply stood beneath the spray, eyes closed, letting it soak through her tangled hair and run down her face. But her mind wouldn’t quiet.The dream lingered, vivid and unrelenting. Cedric’s hungry tongue, Alex’s brutal thrusts, Dominic’s hands kneading her breasts from behind, and Cedric’s rough thumb circling her clit. Every sensation had felt so real. Too real. Too filthy.Her hands trembled as she reached for the soap and began scrubbing her skin. She lathered her neck, her breasts, her stomach, then moved lower. When her fingers brushed against her still-slick folds, she bit her lip hard. She tried to clean h

Dominic’s car moved slowly along the narrow, ascending road, flanked by tall, dense trees. The afternoon sky was turning a deep orange on the western horizon, its light filtering through the dark green leaves. They had been driving for nearly five hours, leaving the chaos of the city far behind, and the farther they traveled, the quieter the road became.Renata sat in the passenger seat, her head resting against the window. The cool breeze brushed across her face, carrying the scent of damp earth and fresh leaves. The remote town they were heading to was truly isolated — nestled near a thick forest, with cooler air and a peaceful silence that felt worlds away from the noise of the city.Dominic glanced at her from time to time, his left hand steady on the wheel while his right occasionally reached over to gently hold hers, giving it a soft squeeze.“You tired?” he asked softly.Renata shook her head slowly. “Five hours really is quite a long way,” she murmured. “I didn’t expect we’d h