New Professor X Novels & Stories

"Needy said as we walked toward the classroom. “Plus, the professor is very handsome.” I couldn’t think about anything but what had happened last night. Scott was the only thing on my mind. I looked down the hall and there he stood as if I’d conjured him with my thoughts. With horror, I realized he was wearing school colors and had a faculty badge. “Is your dad our new professor?” I blurted out. “Yeah! Isn’t that great?” Needy clapped her hands together. “He’s a big deal in the film world. He’s won a ton of international awards and stuff. He likes giving back to the school by teaching the film appreciation classes now and then.”

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.”

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.

We gained knowledge from them and I didn’t feel anything wrong with his behavior. “Wait, what are you saying and why are you asking him to apologize to me? He really has good values and is a worthy professor here. He didn’t make any mistakes; he followed the rules here and it’s good that he is following the rules. Be happy and proud that you got such employees under you,” Xavier stopped the professor and hearing those words from Xavier, the professor's face, which was old a while ago, again got its glow back. With a smile, the professor bowed in front of Xavier respectfully and said, “Thank you for your kind words, Mr. Hunter. I apologize for not knowing who you are in the first place.”

He pointed a finger at me and said, “Listen, punk, you shouldn’t mess around so much. Although I’ve never met the guy, Professor Corleone told me her son is a king among men. He’s studying abroad! He doesn’t wear no-name trash like you! I’ve met a lot of your kind. You think you can pretend to be rich and powerful just because you’re not as good as others. Do you really think that will get you anywhere?” The man’s laughter died off, and his gaze became something vicious. “I sympathize with you. It’s hard to find work when you’re young. You should just do your work diligently, and I’ll pretend you didn’t say any of that. If you keep going on this way, you won’t get a single cent. Worse, you’l

************************* This story is about Student and Teacher relationship. Synopsis A Professor named John Gatchalian is secretly obsessed with his student named Myraquel Gonzaga. Prof. John intentionally dropped Myraquel grades. The only way she can pass and graduate is to have sex with her Professor.

“He’s hot.” Rick scowled in response. He knew regardless of what he did and what he said, Tessa was never going to leave this monster. Rick wished there was a way he could get through to his daughter, but he knew it wasn’t going to happen. “What kind of school allows a professor to date a student without any repercussions?” Rick asked with gritted teeth. “Maybe nobody knows,” Penny suggested. “Can we try not to cause issues today? We promised Tessa…” “That was before I found out he was a professor, Pen,” Rick said, cutting off her words. “He can’t get away with that. It’s predatory.”

Jack pats her shoulder, his face twisted in fake concern. I should feel something sympathy, worry but all I can think is: Now who’s going to tell me my art is empty? The dean gestures to the stranger beside her. "This is Mr. Laurent. He’ll be your substitute instructor for the remainder of the semester." And that’s when I finally look at him. Jerome Laurent is not what I expected. Young too young to be a professor, maybe late twenties with tousled dark hair and a sharp jaw shadowed by stubble. He’s dressed in all black: fitted slacks, a rolled sleeve button down, boots that look like they’ve seen more than just a classroom.

"Have you seen him? I found his faculty photo and wow. Like, criminally attractive. It should be illegal to look that good and teach ethics. The irony, right?" Every word was a knife. I wanted to tell her to stop, that I didn't care, that Micaiah Hayes could be a male model for all I cared and it wouldn't matter to me. But my voice wouldn't work. "Anyway." Stephanie finally released my arm. "We should exchange numbers. I can fill you in on all the campus drama you missed. There's a lot. Like, a lot a lot." She pulled out her phone expectantly, and I found myself typing in my number because what else was I supposed to do? Tell her that the hot new professor was my stepbrother? That I'd slept

At the time, Chris still carried the sharp edge of a man who had just left the military. Years of fighting in the business world had since tempered that edge into something calm and controlled. Now, he could hide it or reveal it whenever he chose. The man in front of him was now truly the head of the Xander family, the one who held its power in his hands. His expression was cool and composed as he poured coffee into another cup. Then he said lightly, “Professor Freeman. Please.” That morning, Jimmy had just arrived at the university for a meeting when someone stopped him in the parking garage.