Todos los capítulos de The Mafia Professor's Deadly Lesson : Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 7

Imogen's Pov.“I've missed you,” he says, grabbing me by my waist and pulling me to his lap just as I drop my bag onto the nearest table. The soft thud of the bag is a stark contrast to the rapid beat of my heart.I straddle him with a smile and wrap my hands around his neck. “I’ve missed you even more,” I admit. It's the absolute truth. I’ve missed him far more than I could’ve imagined. He's been so busy lately, traveling out of the country randomly, sometimes for just a few days, other times for weeks, and taking more leaves than usual from the university. I notice the belongings in his studio apartment are getting smaller, fewer. It's a detail I cling to, a sign that maybe he's finally starting on our plans to move in together once I graduate.Dating my professor is a bittersweet experience, one I'm not sure I'd recommend to anyone, especially when he's the youngest and most sought-after on campus. It's a constant battle. I have to endure girls openly expressing their sexual fanta

“You have a lot of explaining to do,” Henry scoffs as he lets me in, his voice dripping with an all-too-familiar disdain. I have known for years that my older brother has never really liked me. They couldn't afford college for him, so he had to open an arcade down the street instead. At almost 27, he still lives with my parents, and in his mind, somehow, that is my fault. It is a blame he has carried and wielded against me since the day I received my acceptance letter.I don’t answer him. I simply walk into the house, my shoulders slumped with the weight of my shame. I came all this way from my university campus because I have no choice. My parents are solidly middle-class and can barely afford my tuition and dormitory at once. Our deal has always been clear: they pay for my tuition, and I live at home to handle the rest.But living at home isn’t an option. I need to escape the suffocating silence and blame I know will be waiting for me. I need to escape Henry's constant resentment. S

-2 YEARS-Dante's Pov.“And why Criminology?” I ask her, watching as she reaches for the television remote. I love how she does this, how she scrolls through the channels. I know she's going to pick Princess Diaries again; we've watched that movie at least ten times since we met. I love watching her watch it, the way she smiles, giggles, and kicks her feet while her head is on my lap as I fiddle with her hair. It's a comfortable, easy love.“You've asked me this before,” Imogen chuckles. She picks the movie and joins me on the couch, settling in between my legs with her head resting on my shoulder.“I just want to know if your reasons changed,” I say, my voice low. “You're in your second year now.”“No... it's still for my Uncle. He worked as a paralegal and then a Juvenile Justice Specialist, which is the path I'm following because I love children. As I've said before, Mr. Salvatore.” She grins, her eyes sparkling.I kiss her hair softly as the movie starts. “And that's very noble of

Dante's Pov.Flashback:]“Richardo's men attacked the manor last night, your grandfather's getting old... he wants you home,” Mariano says as I get into the car. I know their symbol when I see them; it's a cold, familiar dread. I had just dropped Imogen at the bus stop and watched her leave when he drove up to me, a theatrical way to make an entrance. Nothing has changed. He is still the tall, aloof man I had left, only with more grey hairs and an intense addiction to his weed.He's been here two weeks ago. I've been stalling it, thinking of ways to tell Imogen. I'm trying not to leave any tracks, but she’s been noticing that my mood is off. We’ve just left the ice cream shop she dragged me to, an attempt to cheer me up with a cone. I don't look at her, seeing her worried. I don't want to leave her. I'm thinking of ways to negotiate and have her come to Italy with me, or better still, we could work out a long-distance relationship while I'm away. Dating her was a great alteration to m