Novel & Cerita Academy's Undercover Professor

“I didn't see anything. Why? Is there any I can… see?” I couldn't stop myself from hitting him. I’m thrilled with what he has done! Why didn’t he ask me before taking off my clothes?! Why should I be afraid?! Go ahead and give me a five! Please give me a failing grade! I'm not afraid to retake his class! Ah... shit. I only recently realized... He is the only professor who teaches that subject. Meh. "Do you hear what you're saying?!" “Yes, I do? I didn't undress you under— AAH!! It hurts! Oh! My sideburns!”

“This is a setup for my failure. I don’t know how Mr. Stark would agree to such a thing. Maybe this is my punishment for hurting their soon-to-be daughter-in-law. Set me up to humiliate myself in front of potential casting directors. If I don't ace this audition, it will be another setback in my career for sure.” “I doubt Mr. Stark's consent to this. It's unethical and just plain bad policy….” Rhodes said in a matter-of-fact tone, but when he noticed Genevieve giving him a how-do-you-know look, he cleared his throat awkwardly and changed the subject, “EXAT has such an excellent reputation in the film industry for their Chairman to allow such a stunt like this.” “Even if director James lied t

"Anthony… What do you do? I mean, I don't think a professor can afford this type of lifestyle with such a low income. This house looks like it is worth millions of dollars." He stopped what he was doing to face me with a surprised expression on his face. I was confused about the expression and wondered if I offended him in some way. "You don't know who I am?" "I… I seriously don't. You're a mysterious man and… wait, you're not a don, right? You're using being a professor as a cover up." Anthony laughed even louder than he did the last few things, hunching over the island. He had a beautiful laugh but was he mocking me or something.

Maddox says with a smile, but there's nothing sweet about it. "I'm sorry, boys. It's not your decision to make," The professor says. "It's a mandate from the academy." After he's done making the announcement, he returns to his desk at the corner of the field. I walk up to where the professor is sitting. He seems like the only one who can help with answers to my unending questions. "Professor—" "Billy." "Billy, thank you for... earlier on. I don't know what happened, but... this whole thing has been a terrible mix-up. Could you help me out of here, please? Or just mix one of your spells and explain why the hell I'm here.

"Riley hacked your computer and made sure ads of The University of Miami popped up every time you were on the internet." "But you've been the English professor for three years? How did you know I was going to choose English Literature?" "We did our research on you, it was the most likely course to take, so I went undercover being the type of professor you'd want to be taught by. I needed three years to build a reputation."

I couldn't afford for anyone else to find out about my failure, not until I verified directly from Professor Lorcan. Professor Lorcan Steele, the youngest male professor in the university, also called Professor Untouchable because of his infamous acts in the university, the same professor I have been trying to ace to get back at my cheating ex, Xavier Woods. The plan was to make Professor Untouchable want me, and Xavier could watch his idolized professor fall for the ex he tossed aside—that would burn more. Xavier had spent the night with another girl on our first anniversary while I waited for him like an idiot, prepared a candle lit dinner and even dressed up. He had humiliated me publicly

----------------------------------------- (ME) Umm. *biting my lips* I don't know I have never bunked before. ----------------------------------------- Even though it wasn't true and I so badly wanted to escape from here and take a long shower but I have to put the idea of saying that out loud to a side cause I have a reputation to maintain u know the one I am a fan of. Let's not burden up ur brain so to make it simple I have a fucking reputation of being goody two shoes who never miss classes and never ever bunks.

I can see each muscle as she flexes, her calves high and tight as she balances on her four-inch heels. Just as I am sure one more step will make me fall over dead, the professor makes one last turn before stopping before a solid wood door. On a brass placard placed at about eye level, the word with the name 'Dr. Delilah M Davis is engraved. The number 225 is listed just above it with smaller, matching bras. Pulling a key from an inner jacket pocket, she jams it into the lock, twists, and with a quiet little click it swings open. Without saying a word, Professor Davis disappears inside.

LACE “A Kegel?” He nods. My professor is not the shy nerd he used to be in the classroom. It is like he has two different sides. And he is comfortable in both sides. And I cannot expatiate on how much of a turn on this is for me. I am a woman on a mission though. I am done hiding in the shadows. “ can you show me.” A raised brow in question. He legs are perfectly crossed, his shirt first two buttons are undone and i can see a little bit of tanned skin. His hair is pleasantly dishevelled. This is a new development as this was not how I left him back at the classroom.

Maya was tiny, but she could body a linebacker if pissed off enough. We walked to the lecture hall. I kept my head down. My heart still felt like it had been wrung out and hung to dry. Inside, people were whispering. Not about the fight. Something else. “Did you hear about the new prof?” “Yeah, I think he’s teaching Trial Advocacy.” “He’s supposed to be fine.” “Girl, I saw a picture. He’s giving... big dick energy.” Maya perked up. “New professor?” She slid into her seat next to me and pulled out her phone. “Hold on, let me check the group chat.”