Professor Enzo And Lila Novels & Stories

Chapter’s Soundtrack Or Nah By Ty Dolla $ign, The Weeknd, Wiz Khalifa P E A R L I barely had time to check the huge house we had walked into before I was pinned to a wall and my lips taken by Professor Marison’s. I surrendered myself to him and wrapped my arm around his neck, kissing him back with every passion steaming inside me. His lips tasted so good, like the sweet drink he had been drinking and they were soft on mine. He knew just how to make me turn to jelly with those lips because right now, shivers went through my body and my knees were getting weak from the way he was kissing me.

Any hints of seduction stopped from that point on. Or, at least, the more obvious hints stopped. I still got the stares. I still got the promiscuous flirting. Especially from fucking allison vaughn. Thank god she's out of my class. Finally, “Mr. Keller, may I stay after class to speak to you about the assignment?” Elizabeth Garner, one of Allison's friends, asks me, standing from her seat as the rest of the class begins to pack their bags. “What assignment, Lizzy?” Allison asks her, arms crossed and flames practically coming out of her ears as she stares at her friend in anger.

VIOLET (5 Years Later) A lot of changes have occurred over the past five years. Some were easier to deal with than others, but all were important in one way or another. I smiled as Enzo walked out of the packhouse with our girls on either side of him. Ava and Lily were completely inseparable and the best of friends. You would never guess that they weren’t biologically related if you weren’t aware of it already. Lily took after Enzo’s Italian roots. It gave her the beautiful skin tone that he had, his eyes, and a curly texture to hair that was a shade between mine and his.

Just then, a classmate delivered my visa documents, and Enzo happened to see them. When he noticed the papers coming from a male classmate, he frowned and questioned, "What's your relationship with him? Why's he giving you things?" "He's just a classmate and friend," I explained. A bitter laugh escaped Enzo. "A classmate and friend? You'd better watch yourself, Bianca." Before I could respond, he pulled me into his arms. Possessiveness radiated from him, the dangerous air of a mafia boss commanding the room. Then, he kissed me.

"And the guy? The one who dragged you out like you were his property?" I hesitated. Telling her about Elliott meant crossing a line I couldn’t cross. But lying to Lila felt worse. "He’s… my professor. Dr. Elliott." Her jaw dropped. "Your ethics professor? The one you blush every time he calls your name? Jesus, Luna." Heat flooded my face. "It’s complicated." "Complicated how? Because from where I stood, it looked like he fucked you senseless in an alley and then took you home like a prize."

“What’s got you in such a terrible mood this morning?” “Nothing,” I lied, forcing a smile. “Just didn’t sleep well. Couch was uncomfortable.” She didn’t look convinced, but she let it go. “Alright. If you say so. Come on, we’ve got rounds in twenty minutes.” We started walking together. That’s when I saw him. Enzo was standing near the end of the corridor with a pretty girl. She was laughing at something he said, her hand resting on his chest. Then she leaned up and kissed him, slow and deep. He kissed her back, one hand on her waist, looking completely unbothered.

But those attempts quickly realized they could never compete with the professor's loyalty to his work. When he looked at Isa, he could see it. Her eyes were dark... brown like a barren forest in a frigid, snowless winter night. Yet amidst the trees was a flame. It was the same spark Isa saw in her professor that now plagued her fantasies. The sin, immorality, corruption of it all... No. She's a student. The relationship between a professor and student should always remain chaste. Although if we lived in a lawless society, Theodore would have Isa's hands bounded and her ass branded with his belt.

“Good morning, class. I’m Sebastian Wolfe, your new history professor.” My head snapped up, my heart stopping. There, at the podium, stood Sebastian—my Sebastian. His dark brown hair was neat, his green eyes piercing, his black blazer hugging his broad shoulders. He was impossibly handsome, his presence commanding, but his gaze found mine, and shock flashed across his face, mirroring my own. My mouth went dry, my notebook slipping from my hands. The man I’d fucked last night, the stranger who’d claimed my virginity, was my professor. And I was his student.

"I can change her if you do not want her. If you don't require a personal maid, that's fine. I'm simply looking out for you because you're like a son to me, and I want your..." "I expect you to have packed to my floor by morning. I despise clumsiness and dislike having to repeat myself. You have to be close to perfect," he interrupted Patricia, his attention fixated on me. I gulped, keeping my gaze fixed on the ground and avoiding eye contact with him. "Am I understood?" "Yes, Alpha," I replied, and he turned away, leaving without another word. "Big brother Enzo is so scary," Lily said with a sigh. "So rude, he couldn't even say a simple thank you," Patricia mumbled under her breath as she t

Tito curses and tumbles back holding that particular place. Fiorella quickly opens the door and rushes out. "Come back here!" Tito yells angrily. . "Ah..."He groans in pain " You will pay for this" ____ Enzo is sitting in Laura's office, directly facing her, she won't lie she has eyes on him, she immediately got attracted to him as she saw his face. There is something cute and sexy, drawing her to him, those dreamy eyes of his, his pink lips and his chubby cheeks, she can die to taste those lips.