روايات وقصص ضمن Professor Enzo And Lila

Killian says, sitting down next to me. I roll my eyes. “I was worried you were going to say some stupid shit like that.” My hands had now gone completely numb. The elevator dings onto the fifteen floor, doors opening, and allowing Markus to enter. Killian nods and Makus pushes the P1 button. “Looks like we got us a damsel in distress type situation here, Markus,” Killian says, trying to ease his own worry. “Yep, when the damsel feels better she’s going to kick both your asses,” I say, trying to get my feet or hands to move.

Ravana snapped at me and i smirked. “If you think Leo would take you back your a bigger fool then I thought and too bad Enzo want to get rid of you too ,” I responded and I saw her fumed with so much anger. It was clear Enzo suspected hee for the death of his father and I am sure he wouldn’t stop on till he finds out. “Enzo is in love with me, and I am sure if i kill you he would be back to me but I am bore of his I want Leo,” she responded and she smirked.

“You’re… uh, you’re here.” “Clearly.” he said, a hint of amusement on his face. Well, at least one of us finds this funny. Nathan stood, extending a hand to him. “Hi, I’m Nathan Osborne. Elena’s fiance.” For a split second, I thought I saw something in Enzo’s eyes, but it passed so fast I couldn’t tell what it was. Then he smiled, shook Nathan’s hand firmly and said, “Enzo Wayne. Elena’s husband.” The silence felt loud, even the jazz sounded so faraway, as if the entire restaurant paused to listen. The words landed like a punch.

************************* 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.

Tabitha: I had been enjoying myself but now this bitch just had to show up . I set my fork down; suddenly I wasn't so interested in the food anymore. She glared at me across the table but just like a chameleon, she beamed at Enzo like she hadn't just done anything wrong . “I could almost swear that you're stalking me, Enzo. I didn't think I would find you in this Mediterranean place.” “It just opened recently,” Enzo replied stiffly. “I wanted to treat my secretary to a nice meal considering the fact that she did absolutely marvelous in planning the launch.”

“Why don’t we invite him, then?” “Who?” Lora gives me a bewildered look across the mirror. “Who else? Professor Sebastian.” I turn to face her. “Are you crazy? Do you think he’ll buy our pass? He’s our professor. It’s awkward.” “It’ll be fine. He doesn’t behave like a professor outside of school anyway. He’s young and brimming with energy. It’ll be fun.” To be fair, Julian looks more like a movie star than a college professor. There are other young, attractive professors in Whitlock, but Julian simply stands out.

Aurelio continues bitterly, "You want to know the truth? Enzo isn't a bad person, I've told you that before, but his biggest flaw is he has a superiority complex. He never regarded Marco as an equal, even though they were. Even with me, why do you think I'm sitting here with you? That is the reason why he didn't tell us about tonight's plan. He left us in the dark and like the fools we are, we jumped to defend him." "Yes," Enzo says, dropping his keys in the pocket of his jacket. When did he come inside? I didn't even hear the door. How long has he been standing there? "You were fools for coming after me." Aurelio doesn't look at all bothered by his sudden appearance. In fact, he looks angri

I never thought I’d come this close to being in my penultimate year with friends and family around me. “Our last paper had me in a chokehold. Where does Professor Deric get his questions?” “I believe he manufactures them himself.” Ezra, a guy who’d joined us during a few study sessions, said. I chuckled. My man was fucking smart and I was proud of it. Jack nudged me by the side and I scowled at him. “Wipe that fucking smirk off your face and stop being so obvious.” He whispered and I almost punched his arm. “It only obvious because you know dumbface.”

That made more sense. My heart rate skyrocketed as I pulled out the syllabus I had printed that morning but not even glanced at yet. I’d planned to read through it this morning but instead ended up immersed in my novel. There it was, in great big letters: Professor Kelton Gileston. That had to be a coincidence. Right? Just some other werewolf who happens to share a name. Because there was no way the infamous rogue killer, Alpha Kelton Gileston, was actually my teacher. Or my mate?