All Chapters of My Ruthless Professor : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

I continued to struggle, trying to pry myself away from the lecturer’s grip. "Mmmhhh..." I groaned through his aggressive kiss.I tried to signal that Dita was approaching, but he didn't budge, doubling down on his dominance by continuing to devour my lips."Yes, Sir... Alright... I’ll get it done," Dita’s voice drifted in, still faintly chatting away on her phone.I hammered my fists against Mr. Jefri's chest to make him stop, but it was futile. He kept kissing me with relentless intensity. Meanwhile, through the glass door, I could see Dita standing there, phone pressed to her ear. She was still facing outward, appearing completely engrossed in her conversation.I had tried everything to break free, but nothing worked. *You absolute jerk! How can you do this to me while your fiancée is standing right outside the door?* I thought.A few moments later, Dita lowered her phone. I went back to hitting and pushing Mr. Jefri’s body. "Eemmhh..."Instead of stopping, he only tightened his em

I never imagined Roy would be this reckless. This was a total surprise; perhaps this was why he had pressured me to come to the festival. I didn't expect him to declare his love in front of so many people.This situation was an ace up my sleeve. At first, I only wanted to make Dita and Mr. Jefri jealous through my performance on stage, but unexpectedly, I had gained an even greater advantage. The answer I would give Roy could strike a devastating blow to both Dita and Mr. Jefri at the same time. Therefore, I would use this opportunity to get even.I walked toward Roy and accepted the rose from his hand. "Yes, I will," I answered shortly.Roy immediately embraced me, his face beaming. This drew a loud, boisterous cheer from the crowd below the stage. "Oooooh! Kiss! Kiss!"I turned toward the audience, my eyes wide. Their demands were truly excessive. I had never expected to do what they asked for in public. I glanced toward the administration building; Dita's expression looked increasi

"I have diarrhea, Dit..." I exclaimed, struggling to hold back the pleasure."Alright, I'm coming in. I'm worried you might faint," Dita replied.I saw the doorknob jiggling rapidly; it seemed Dita was trying to force her way in. I felt anxious yet still intoxicated by the situation. My concentration was split in two; I was terrified that Dita would manage to enter the restroom and find me having intercourse with her fiancé. Fortunately, Mr. Jefri had locked the restroom door beforehand.I wondered why Mr. Jefri felt no fear whatsoever, as if the person outside the door meant nothing to him. He claimed to love his fiancée deeply, but how could he be so cruel to treat Dita this way? Mr. Jefri seemed completely absorbed in his actions, acting with such vigor, as if he carried no burden in life. Meanwhile, I felt restless and worried, even though I was simultaneously experiencing extraordinary pleasure."No need, Dit..." I answered with ragged breath, trying to stifle my moans. "Aahhh...

Mr. Jefri let out a long sigh, looking at me with an expression that seemed to be holding back emotion. "This phone is indeed for you, Erika. I just misspoke to the manager and said that you were my girlfriend.""Huh? What?" I asked, my body freezing.My cheeks felt warm, and I tried to suppress a smile. But I managed to compose myself and quickly looked away. "Why didn't you say so sooner?" I muttered softly, as if protesting.Deep down, I felt happy to be called his girlfriend. I was relieved to know that Mr. Jefri had intended to buy this phone for me, not give me Dita’s hand-me-downs as I had previously suspected.Mr. Jefri rose from the sofa. "Alright, I’ll go make the payment. You can wait in the car."I stood up and nodded slowly. Then, Mr. Jefri handed me his car keys. "Here are the keys. Start the engine so the cabin doesn't get too hot.""Alright," I replied softly with a smile.Mr. Jefri walked out of the room, followed by the man from earlier. "Wait a moment, sir!" I calle

I stood frozen, staring at Roy as he walked toward me. How could what Mr. Jefri feared—or rather, what he anticipated—actually happen? Does this lecturer truly possess the ability to read people's minds?"Erika... I searched every restroom on campus for you. Why didn't you tell me you wanted to go home?" Roy protested, casting a glance at Mr. Jefri, who stood pressed against my side.I instinctively tried to pull away from the lecturer, but he pulled my hand back, clutching my fingers firmly behind our bodies."Erika was suffering from diarrhea earlier. I found her collapsed and weak in the restroom, so I decided to take her home," Mr. Jefri replied, taking control of the conversation.I shot him a look with raised eyebrows. Internally, I thought, How clever he is at making up excuses.I noticed Roy looked shocked by Mr. Jefri's explanation. Reflexively, he moved closer to me with a look of genuine worry. "Is that true? How are you feeling now?"However, Mr. Jefri was faster. He pulle