All Chapters of Professor Dearest: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

MATTEO’S POVI swipe through my neatly arranged vanity, sweeping off my precious bottles of perfumes not giving a fuck which one breaks or not. I was filled with rage, my entire body radiated with the anger I felt in me. It was pure disgust and the fact that Arlette truly walked away from me.A rasp knock came on the door and I frowned, knowing who was the door already. One of my brother, or both of them at the same time. I didn’t care, I just wanted to be alone right now. When I didn’t answer the door, I forceful knock came in harder.“Matteo? Fucking open the door,” I hear Dante’s voice and he didn’t seem happy at all.“I want to be left alone,” I grunt out from the other side of the room and that makes the knocks come in harder, this time, Dante’s voice is replaced by Rafe’s voice.“Those girls are not fine and you let them go, Matteo. Charlie has a concoction, and Arlette can’t even take care of herself with her sprained hand, talk less of her friend.” Rafe shoots out.I reach fo

ARLETTE’S POV I can’t believe it. I had my first heated fight with my best friend. As much as I want to deny it, to walk back in there and fix things with Charlie, I know I have to abide to Aaron Jackson’s will first. There is nothing I can do on that part. With a tight lip, I join the girls into the car that pulls up in front of the motel a short while later. Trixia was strict on the rules she gave us, to entertain the men. We were four girls in numbers, and they didn’t bother on a dry chitchat on their way to wherever the place Jackson had sold us too for the night. I feel each part of my skin crawl as drinks are passed around, the girls getting exited and talking on how much they can make if they play their cards right. “Does Jackson always make you girls do this against your will?” I questioned, causing the girls to stop dancing for a brief second, their eyes staring straight at me as if I had just uttered the must abominable thing ever. “We have a house and some cash lef

MATTEO’S POV The ride to Eyepatch is filled with rage and fucking blood lust. I have one objective in life right now, it’s to cut that fucker’s head off his neck, so that he will have nothing useful to do with it after I’m done with him. Dante is riding behind me, trying to keep pace with me, but he knows the drill when I am mad. He wouldn’t intervene unless asked to. When I pack at Eyepatch, I see the men there murmur amongst themselves, standing straight and trying to stop me from entering. “Matteo!” Dante mutters as he hurries behind me, his hands reaching out to touch me on the arm. “We need to wait for the other men to get here for backup sake,” Dante says, thinking that will put some sense into my head. “Does it look like I give a fuck about who is here or not? Hold down this place, if Jackson is not man enough to come face me, I’ll find him and make him eat shit.” I cuss each word out of my mouth, anger making me grit my teeth together. “I’ll secure the place while

ARLETTE’S POV My head hurts and the spinning feeling is static in my head, causing bile to rise in my stomach, threatening to come out my mouth. I've been required to take in only liquids for now, and even though Dimitri forces bites of food in my mouth from time to time, I fear I’ll throw up if I’m being too forced. Dimitri Volkov. Oh, my knight in shining armor. I don’t know how he came to rescuing me, but fuck it if I wouldn’t have been dead by now if not of him. On the night I was intoxicated and left for dead, I don’t remember anything that happened, but from the way Dimitri explains it, one of his men had been partying with the men we were sent to entertain us, thus, they identified me when I was in a daze. I spent three days at the hospital, detoxing from whatever drugs were in my system, and Dimitri was strict on making the Doctors not ask any question, incase it disturbs me. I’ve not been at ease since I went back to Dimitri’s house though. My mind has been on two pe

ARLETTE’S POV I’m walking in the room, literally running as I make my way to Charlie. She's in the room, playing with colors as I walk into the room she halts, her eyes glaring at me for a brief second as if I’m not real and then, at the same time, all hell break loose and we start crying. “Lettie! Oh Dear,” she calls out, as she closes the distance between us and we go crashing on the floor. Our ugly cries filling the room. “I’m so sorry, Charlie, I shouldn’t have been rude to you. I’m a horrible monster and I said the most awful things to you,” I blurt out, my shoulders shaking with how sorry I feel about all this. “Apologies accepted. When you didn’t come home for days, I got scared that something bad had happened to you. I’m sorry I reached out to the Scarpellis, I just didn’t know who I could talk too and I was scared as well,” she rumbles. I feel my stomach churning at the thought of Charlie feeling alone after we had promised one another to be strong for the other when