All Chapters of My Ruthless Professor : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Dita froze, her face draining of all color. She went rigid, her eyes darting frantically from side to side like a cornered animal searching for a way out.Then, with jarring abruptness, she blurted out, "Er... my goodness, I completely forgot! I have strict orders to pick up an urgent package for my mother." It was a transparent deflection, a clumsy attempt to escape the suffocating tension in the room.She scrambled to her feet, snatching up her handbag with frantic, chaotic movements. "We’ll definitely catch up at the university festival, okay? Whatever happens, I guarantee I’ll come to pick you up myself."I pushed myself off the floor, striding after her as she retreated. A dark, volatile premonition twisted in my stomach. Dita wasn't just leaving; she was fleeing from me."Why the sudden exit? You’re making up an excuse to get away from me, aren't you?""Absolutely not! I just remembered it this exact second," she lied smoothly, hitching her handbag over her shoulder. "That’s quit

Just as my body was reaching the pinnacle of pleasure, my phone vibrated violently against my hip. I had to stop, gasping for air, forced to abort the moment in a flash of frustration."Hello!" I snapped into the receiver, my breathing still ragged."My darling... what on earth are you doing? Why are you out of breath?"My heart sank. What kind of terrible timing was this? Roy’s voice was the last thing I wanted to hear. I had been on the verge of release, and his call had killed the sensation instantly. I prayed he was too dense to realize exactly what I had been doing."I—I was just working out," I lied, my voice steadying. "Why are you calling? You usually just text.""I’m so sorry. Did I interrupt you?""Yes, you did!" I retorted, my irritation getting the better of me. He had no idea what he’d just ruined. I had been suffocating for three days, my body aching with a hunger I couldn't satisfy, and he had stolen the only relief I’d found."Forgive me, darling. I just wanted to remin

I immediately clapped my hand over my mouth. It was a desperate defense mechanism, a way to stop myself from acting out the reckless, humiliating fantasies that had just hijacked my mind. God forbid he actually had the audacity to strip me right there in the middle of a public corridor."Do you honestly think my virtue is so cheap it can be bought?" I snapped, trying to project a sense of high-value resistance.He just gave me that sharp, lopsided smirk and looked away for a second, his eyes tracing the hallway before snapping back to mine with diagnostic intensity. "Did you already suffer a total memory wipe? Who was it that aggressively initiated our first kiss?"I swallowed hard. The mental footage of that night flashed before my eyes, cold and undeniable: I was the one who had started it. Did he see me as nothing more than an easy conquest? The truth was, he had taken my body multiple times without ever using actual force. The blame for this entire trap led straight back to Dita—sh

"Roy... what is even happening?" I asked, my brow furrowed in genuine confusion.For as long as we had been apart, I had been convinced that Dita’s version of the truth was absolute: that Roy was just another reckless playboy, driven by nothing but carnal obsession. I had held onto that belief even after catching him red-handed in the nightclub days ago, pumping into some random girl in the VIP lounge. Was he actually telling the truth now? Did he really see me when he looked at them?"Do you honestly think I’m the type of man who would just surrender himself to a paid mercenary?" he countered, his voice thick with a defensive, hurt tension.My body stiffened. I felt the air leave my lungs. "A paid mercenary? You mean... those women weren't your girlfriends?"Roy let out a long, heavy breath, his chin dropping as if the weight of his own regret was too much to carry. "I’ve never slept with the same woman more than once," he whispered, his voice barely audible. "I refuse to let anyone g

"What on earth is wrong with you?!" I shrieked, shoving his chest with all my might. "I came here for a legitimate thesis review, not to be a target for your unbridled impulses!"I spun around to bolt for the door, my fingers clawing at the lock, but Jefri was faster. In a heartbeat, he had closed the distance, wrapping his arms around my waist and lifting me clean off the floor."Let me go! What is this even about?" I barked, raining frantic blows against his rock-hard chest.I was still burning with resentment over how he’d treated me at the mall. He had looked at me with such chilling indifference, as if I were nothing more than trash he’d discarded. So, what was the game now? He pinned me with a gaze so dark and suffocating it made my blood run cold. His jaw was tight, his face twisted in a mask of pure, unadulterated fury. "Did you orchestrate that scene at the mall just to make me jealous?"I let a cynical, mocking smirk tug at my lips. "Why would I bother? We have nothing to do