Teacher Natasha Novels & Stories

Natasha. My stomach tightened. I set down my pencil and moved quietly toward the main living area. They stood near the entrance, Natasha in a tailored black coat that accentuated her elegant frame, her dark hair swept into a flawless chignon. She looked every bit the formidable EVP—poised, intelligent, and carrying the quiet confidence of someone who had never dimmed herself for a man. “I wouldn’t come here if it wasn’t urgent, Khalid,” she was saying, her voice clipped but urgent. “Richard’s dealings… I have documents. Offshore accounts, regulatory shortcuts on the European merger. It could sink Voss Holdings if it goes public.”

she says after a while looking like she's trying to gauge my reaction. Tamara! That name sure rings a bell. There was a rumor in school not that I care about stuff like that, but stories do fly and this one soared high. Anyway, a rumor that a Tamara shagged the maths teacher Mr Clark. Eww who would actually do that. I mean fuck he's a married man. Well the news spread wide, I heard it was Natasha that spread it but knowing her, I'd say she was the one who shagged him. I mean she literally fucks anything with a dick.

Natasha looked around at those pointing fingers and laughing and she felt like she was back in school. She would rather die then be the big joke again; this wasn’t going to end like this. “Garth are you there?” Natasha asked into her microphone. “I’m here it’s OK you did very well, I will get someone to get you out of there.” “No you wont I’m getting her back for that.” Natasha said trying not to clench her teeth. “Natasha you don’t have any powers yet. What are you going to do? She hit you with

Abegail just asked Natasha and she just frowned again because she is wondering how this strange girl knows her husband and she really thinks right now that it was really a small world for them. “Ahm, you mean Mr. Alexander Montilva? Yes, he is inside his office right now but may I ask if you have an appointment with my boss?” Natasha simply asked Abegail to do her job as the secretary of Alex. Even though she is still wondering about what is really happening right now, she still needs to be professional and do her job.

She was a good human being. "Shall we go, princess?" Natasha crouched and flicked Angela's nose. Angela rubbed her nose but said nothing, feeling shy. Natasha let out a chuckle and rose to her full height. She was taller than her, reached to Killian's shoulder whereas she reached till his upper chest. "I will be taking you two to the school. Mr always busy is like always, busy and can't make it," Natasha told Ara with a playful roll of her eyes. "Ohh okay," Ara replied with a smile, feeling a tinge of disappointment.

She was lying on the bed in her school uniform, having given up the idea of going to school today. She watched as Malvika walked around, her face red with anger and her hands clenched into a fist. After a while, she stood up and began to take off her school uniform. “The annoying part of this all is that he thinks he can get away with it. He feels he can do anything, say anything to us and get away with it,” Natasha said as she unbuttoned her shirt. “I don’t think I’ve ever strongly felt like killing someone before the way I feel like killing him.”

Eddy called, her voice sharp but controlled. Natasha froze mid-step, her eyes darting nervously. She stepped off the stage, her bare feet silent on the sticky floor, and approached Eddy, signing a question with quick, trembling hands. Eddy’s lips twitched, reading the mute gesture. “The boss is here. He wants you to entertain him,” she said, her tone flat, brooking no argument. Natasha’s breath hitched, her face paling, but she nodded, her vow of silence holding firm. She had no choice—disobeying meant returning to Madame Veyra’s estate, to chains and drudgery.

She was afraid that they would expose her feelings until everything went awry, and she could lose her best friend. “What do you want from me? Why are you so interested in my life? “ Asked Natty, slightly annoyed. Natty was very upset because she thought that her teacher was too meddling in her business. From the beginning she had felt something strange from her teacher as if her teacher had paid extra attention to her until she got uncomfortable as if she was being bullied by a stalker. But Mrs. Gale smiled and then held her head and rubbed it gently until Natty opened her eyes wide.

" I left for the field which was decorated, ready for the festival. Some parents were already sitted. While scanning for a nice seat that's got a better view, someone called out to me and I turned immediately, one of my fuck mate teacher. "Hi! My goodness, it is you Mr Jayden James Bruno, Ahhhh!! She screamed. "It's been a while. How are you? Remember me? Natasha " "Natasha? You're Natasha, ah, yes, you" I sounded unexcited to meet her, as I wasn't excited at all. "What brings you here? Ah! Let me guess, the festival. You ain't married yet. Perhaps, you're here for Sophie? You're such a hardworking uncle, ain't you?

It was almost time for the first class of the day. A short-haired young woman approached Eden, whispering as she lowered her head, "Eden, I'm here to collect the physics homework." It was Natasha Smith, the student representative for their physics class. She had hesitated to approach Eden earlier, fearing her reputation. "Alright," Eden replied casually, pulling out a stack of booklets. She quickly found the physics one and handed it over to Natasha. Natasha flipped open the booklet and raised her head in surprise. "You didn't complete a single question?"