Professor Enzo And Lila Novels & Stories

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.

"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.

POV: Matteo (Male Lead) "He is not working for the consortium," Enzo said, bursting into the study with a stack of papers clutched against his chest. "He never was." I had been waiting anxiously since Isabella and Rosa left for the chapel, the silence in the house stretched thin with a fear I had not managed to steady since Salvatore rode out after them, my eyes returning again and again to the dark window as though it might tell me something the walls could not. When Enzo's discovery arrived, it landed like a second earthquake on top of the first. He spread the papers across the desk between us, his hands still trembling from whatever he had uncovered in the archive.

But as Contessa started to speak again, he looked her way again. "I am delighted to know that you have invited the Alpha of the Feral Wolves pack." She continued. Alpha Vincenzo was still eating and did not reply then. " Contessa, maybe you should eat and stop trying too hard to keep your makeup intact." Lila said. " That's no way to talk to an older person, Lila." Vincenzo snapped. Lila rolled her eyes. Contessa had a smile permanently plastered to her face. Of course, she did not like Lila nor did Lila like her but they were not to manifest their dislike for each other at the dining or anywhere near Vincenzo.

Serena recognized him immediately, He was Lucian’s second-in-command. Serena noticed that they were opposites. Lucian was cold precision, Enzo was effortless charm. His dark hair was slightly tousled, his sharp green eyes glinting with amusement as he took in the sight of her. He had a cigarette dangling between his fingers, his smirk widening as his gaze flicked between her and Lucian. “Well, well,” Enzo drawled, exhaling a slow stream of smoke. “The infamous princess finally makes her appearance.” Serena’s glare was immediate on him. “I wasn’t exactly given a choice.”

“Now prove you mean it.” He didn’t wait for an answer. One step forward, his left hand snaked around her waist, yanking her flush against him. That familiar cologne—sandalwood and tobacco—hit her like a memory she never asked for. It was the same scent Renata had breathed in that morning. Nausea twisted in Selly’s stomach, but heat followed right behind it, treacherous and unwanted. Her knees threatened to buckle. “Professor…” The word slipped out, barely a whisper.

She felt angry, very angry. Before she could get a concrete answer from her mother, she saw Evan come out of her father's study. "Why did you force my parents? I will die here, then be yours!" Lilian threatened Evan with the kitchen knife. She would rather kill herself than be with a mafia boss whose hands are dirty with who knows how many people's blood. The blood spilled by the Lonardo family can make a big ocean.

My hottie Professor: That's not fair, Princess. Me: She's my friend, Zain. We have just come to know such a big secret about each other, Give us some time to talk. My Hottie Professor: Don't force me to cancel your reward, Princess. What! I frowned at him. Me: You can't do this. My Hottie Professor: I can do anything, Princess. Me: Okay, fine, do whatever you want. I sent him the angry face emoji and kept the phone in my handbag in anger.