Ok Ko Professor Venomous Novels & Stories

she mutters, though there’s no real reprimand in her tone. The professor finally looks up, adjusting the broken remains of his glasses with shaking fingers. His face twists into a sneer as he glares at them. “I said get out of my class!” he barks, his bruised ego making him forget how dangerous they are. His voice trembled but no less venomous. “Oh, he’s got a death wish,” Mei chirps, clapping her hands together softly. “This’ll be fun.” “You’ve got no idea who you’re messing with, do you?” Lee says, stepping forward. Her heels click menacingly on the tile as she stalks toward him like a predator sizing up prey.

2 XAVIER I thank whatever fucking god that all of these idiots are finally done with this class. I have taught English literature for three years now. Each year has been a different experience for me. The first year was by far the best. I was a new professor. Twenty three years old. I was so excited for my first real year teaching. I was excited to prove to the world that I didn't get the job just because my father is the dean. At the start of my first year of teaching, I was the shiny new toy. All of my students loved me, and seemed to love my teachings.

Someone said from behind us. “Oh, fuck off.” We both growl. I blink. Did he just cuss? I look at him, he is red in the neck and tips of his ears. He has a busted look on his face. “Would you look at that? My professor is swearing.” He gets even redder for some reason. “Do you kiss your mother with that potty mouth?” “It was a slip of the tongue, Miss Roxanne, I don’t think we should make much of it.”

What to do? "Vikas, see our new hot English professor." Anu pointed in the direction where he is standing. I also looked in that direction like an idiot, not able to control myself anymore as I was desperately waiting to look at him. He is ordering something at the counter and his thumbs are hooked in the pockets of his jeans. I just can't take off my eyes from his handsome face and his mysterious and intense eyes. The way his perfect pinky lips are moving, I'm just speechless.

“Hey, what's wrong with your face?” “I just... Someone pissed me off.” “That guy over there, huh?” Shanon refused to look at Anthony because she knew Anthony expected her to do that. “He’s an ass.” “You know him? I saw you chatting with him.” "He's my professor on campus." “Wow, you have a really hot professor. How could he possibly teach without getting naughty glances from his students?” “Sorry, Tom. I don't want to discuss it. Give me that drinks, I'll deliver them to our customers.”

He knows exactly what he is doing and it makes me tremble more thinking of all this dark mysterious man could teach me. Fuck, he is a professor after all and I am his student. With his thumb pressed against my clit, he slides his middle finger inside my dripping cunt and I scream, his free hand moves from behind my neck to hold my neck in a mild chokehold. His lips never leaves mine as he thrusts into me with one finger.

the voice of one of them echoed from the back, and it formed a sudden lump in my throat. “I won’t tolerate that nonsense!” the professor yelled. “I am still in class,” said Kael, who put his leg on the table and crossed it over the other. “I love the scene, don’t disrupt it. And if you’re not cool with it, you can leave the class.” The professor had the most disgusted and uncomfortable look I had ever seen. “I wonder when you all are going to grow up. It’s a pity!” He spat and grabbed his materials before storming out of the class in anger.

The love I am feeling for him is overflowing. “How unprofessional!” Fauna angrily interrupted. Actually, she is fuming mad. I suddenly felt sad and worried. I know that our relationship is wrong in the eyes of many but it feels right every time I look at Professor Fortez’s loving eyes. “This is clearly against the professional ethics---” Professor Fortez interrupted what he was going to say. His eyes looked dark and deadly. Fauna suddenly seemed pale.

“Question of the day: How do I get Professor Matteo to hate me really badly? Although I think he already does, you should have seen his face when Rook the bully kissed me.” Yumeko leans in closer, “I think you have to top up your game if you want him to get rid of you. Do every single thing he hates the most, for example… blood. For some odd reason, Professor Matteo hates the sight of blood; he gets rid of anyone with blood on them in an instant.”

I don't know how to turn the love I feel into a weapon against him. The whispers, however painful, couldn't prepare me for what I walk into. The panel conference room is a silent, suffocating space. Three people sit waiting, and the chairperson is Christine George. My stomach churns, a cold knot of dread forming as I meet her gaze. The animosity in her eyes is palpable.