Novel & Cerita Affair With Professor

When Sarah and Mia went to look, they saw Professor Letito was one of two people at the center. Opposite him stood a woman holding a child. Professor Letito's face was ashen with anger, while the woman was crying out, "How did someone like you become a university professor? You don't even care about your own child! Tell me who this mistress is that you're having an affair with!" As Sarah watched in confusion, a hand touched her shoulder. She turned to find Professor Wells. "Poor Henry’s gotten himself into quite a mess," Professor Wells said cryptically. Mia asked puzzled, "Professor Wells, what's going on?"

“Yes.” The men’s faces lit up with triumph, but before they could celebrate, her smile faltered. “But… you’re my professor,” she said, glancing at Alistair before shifting her gaze to Victor and Elliot. “And you two are professors too. How is this even going to work?” Alistair’s lips curled into a smirk. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. We’ll be careful. No one will even know.” “And even if they do find out…” Victor’s expression darkened, his voice turning lethal. “They know better than to mess with us.”

“You kept it professional until she was no longer your student. Then you had your affair. Then your wife found out. Then the investigation started and your father made it disappear with money.” “Yes.” “And now you are doing the same thing with me. Except this time you did not wait. This time you fucked your student while she was actually your student.” “It’s not the same…” “How is it not the same?” I’m shouting now. “How is this any different from Carmen?”

I had fallen even deeper in love with him, and for those few days it felt like the world couldn’t touch us. But as I walked toward the humanities building, I noticed the stares. Phones were out. Whispers followed me. Someone laughed as I passed. My stomach dropped. I pulled out my phone and opened social media. We were trending. "#ProfessorStudentAffair" was everywhere. Photos of us leaving his apartment together. Blurry shots of us kissing in his car. Someone had leaked everything. The comments were vicious. “Harper seduced Dr. Kane for grades.” “Typical. Pretty girl gets what she wants.”

I quickly explained, "Of course not. I came straight home after the treatment. I wanted to be with you while it was still working. I don't know why it's soft again." Her expression darkened. She said angrily, "You're lying. You must've been with someone else. Otherwise, why can't you get hard?" No matter how I explained, she wouldn't calm down. I was frustrated too. Everything had been fine just moments ago. Why did it stop working the second I got home? I hadn't done anything in between. Alara sat on the bed with her back to me. Her voice was cold and distant. "Stefan, you cheated on me. Let's get a divorce."

Then he left for four years and I thought that I would get over him. Clearly, I haven’t. To make matters worse, I was dating his brother. I did care about West and I was attracted to him; but something about our so-called relationship didn’t feel right. All the times that I’ve kissed West haven’t even come close to the very few times I had kissed Wren. When Wren and I kissed, it was like everything in the world fell away. The last time that happened was the night of our high school prom. Refusing to relive that memory, I got up from my desk and started walking to my car.

I really needed one. "Okay, fine. Dr Elijah Carson is the same Elijah I hooked up with last week but in my defense, I didn't know he was a professor or anything. I only knew his name. I don't even know why the fuck he's at Renville university." She stared at me, mouth agape, "Christ! You had sex with the professor of neuroscience? That's bad, real bad." "I didn't know!" I frowned, "what do I do?" She heaved a burdened sigh, I could tell she was as confused as I was but it wasn't my intentions to be in such a complicated issue. If I'd known he was a professor I really wouldn't have-okay, scratch that. That's an absolute lie.

Grey hurled, “I had spent a lot of money in clearing his name after the last scandal. If he does anything stupid, I might as well disown him, I already have one successful son, another one isn’t needed.” My hands balled into a fist, he won’t miss any opportunity to rub what happened three years ago into my face. I had an affair with a girl, it wasn’t even an affair, we both agreed that it was just fun, but the bitch, I didn’t know her father was into the mafia, and the girl was as possessive as fuck. When I wanted to end things, because I found another pussy as I was clearly tired of fucking her, she raised an alarm, and her father who was in the mafia, came after me. She said I took advanta

We turned to see, professor, Miller with another professor. "You can get fired, you can't date a student-" The other professor told him. "We're not together." I interrupted. "We have friends in common. Plus, he's my best friend, we met way before college, and he happens to be a good friend of my family." "And before you jump, this little girl belongs to me and my wife. I have a wife waiting for us. You both are keeping us away." Aaron added. He was getting angry. "Alright then, let's go." He told the other professor and they entered the building .

I warned. “That's enough from you too,” Professor Lisa said, to my surprise, “Don't you think you have done more than enough? I kept quiet all this time, but you still don't have any sense.” “Ma,” What was she on about? “Don't you dare, don't you know when you get married, your affairs must stop? I kept quiet at first, but now I can't anymore; bringing your lover to an event organized by your husband is crazy work,” Professor Lisa fumed; I wanted to explain, but it didn't look like she would give me a chance to explain.