All Chapters of Professor Dearest: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

MATTEO’S POV I Knew something was fishy with my little butterfly and that suspicion was confirmed when it was around 5:30 a.m. in the morning and she was tiptoeing her way out of the mansion. It’s a good thing I don’t sleep much, so, I saw her before she could leave. “Matteo!” She squeals out, her eyes bulging as if caught in a snare. “Going somewhere?” I ask, squinting my eyes behind my glasses. I always looked scary behind these pair of glasses, but it’s a damn shame I don’t have the perfect vision without them on. ‘ “Uhm... I... I’ve...” Arlette stutters as she stares at her feet. “I’m waiting,” I press on, staring directly at her. I know Arlette has the potential to be wild and freaky; she doesn’t know it yet that just breathing gets me under my skin. “I have to get to work,” she states. Her words hit me like a freight train as I take two wide steps and close the distance between us. Grabbing her chin, I gently lift her head so that our eyes can meet. “You just

MATTEO’S POV Whoever the fuck Charlie is, I am going to find him, then, I will take my time skinning him off. When that is done, I’ll fucking feed him to my dogs. Right now, I will content myself on fucking Arlette and let him hear every sexy sound that is coming out of her mouth. First off, I slip one plump nipple into my mouth, biting, sucking and pulling just enough to have her scream. “Matteo,” she opens her mouth on a small moan and it makes me feral. Switching between nipples, I lick on those hard pebbles, using my free hand to massage her vacant breast. “Tell me that you aren’t feeling this connection baby, tell me what you want,” I whisper, rubbing her flesh. “Please...” she begs. “Louder! Tell me what you want, Red,” I insist. Arlette closes her eyes as she speaks out softly, “I want you to make me cum,” My senses spiked out, and I burned with passion. I need this girl in a way that will make God strike me dead, but I don’t want to scare her away. Squeezing

MATTEO’S POV I’m shivering with how annoyed i am and it fucking doesn’t even make sense because what the fuck is this cockroach infested place that Arlette is living in? It looks unsafe, looks nasty and oh, my girl is trying with disinfecting the place with so much bleach but that is Harmful for her health. She just can’t live there. Walking those annoying stairs to meet my brothers, I know I have a lot to explain when I see the look on their faces. “Matteo, what’s all this about?” Rafe asks quizzically. “This is where Arlette lives. I can’t have here live here for more than a minute. The housing conditions are terrible and they are on the verge of been kicked out anyways,” I summarize it for my brothers. My brothers don’t question me, and I can’t be more grateful for them. Dante speaks confirming what I had asked of him. “The apartment you told me to secure is ready. The security and everything else is on check just as you want it.” He concludes. That alone makes me smile.

MATTEO’S POVI am having the best sleep of my life when I startle myself. I don’t know what or where the sounds I am hearing are coming from, but it soon dawns on me that it is from Arlette. “Holy shit,” I cuss out realizing that I had slept on her, now she was frantic and crying in her sleep. Sweeping her into my arms, I hugged her tightly, rocking her body to sleep. “You can sleep now, baby, go to sleep,” I say and I watch as she sighs, snuggling farther into me as she sleeps. I lean back on the bed, thinking about what to do with Arlette’s nightmares. Someone hurt her and I am making it my mission to know who the fuck did that. Since we fucked on the most part of the night, I feel my stomach grumble, and I dart out of the bed. I slip on my grey sweatpants, not minding that my cock was dangling freely. I didn’t give a shit what time it was as I headed for the kitchen. I turn on the light and find Rafe in my kitchen rummaging through it. “You have no business being here

MATTEO’S POVI knew I was going to own this woman and this is exactly how I am going to make that happen, by the way Arlette is sitting on the bed reading through the clauses, I know she’s going to have one hell of a thing to talk about. That doesn’t bother me as long as she is accepting to be my fake girlfriend. There is nothing in my book as fake though, I am just using that term so that she doesn’t feel like I am rushing this thing. I don’t want to scare her away and make her run, so, I have to be very tactical when it comes to her. “There are some clauses on this proposal that needs clarification. Also, I’m coming up with some of mine as well,” Arlette spits out. “Read through it. We will add or subtract what you don’t like and then, sign it properly,” I explained. “Let’s talk about this clause about school,” she states. I knew that was going to be an issue, which is why I highlighted it. “It will be of our best interest if we acted normal in school so