The Professor's Forbidden Mate
The woman was desperate and beyond psychotic, and she, her father, and mine were just setting themselves up for disappointment because there was no way in hell I’d marry the deranged woman.
I’d admit that Claudia was gorgeous with her voluminous blonde hair, upturned button nose, full lips, and a curvy figure draped in designer clothes and dripping with jewelry. She was most men’s fantasies, but she wasn’t mine because, despite her seductive smiles and feminine whispers, she was rotten to the core.
I pressed the intercom button.
“It’s late, Claudia. Go home.”
She smiled and leaned towards the camera.
“Oh, you don’t mean that, Eli,” she purred, squeezing her arms together in a way that accent
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