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“I have always liked that place. A quiet community for Godly families.” Myra would have choked on her food if she had been eating. How could anyone put the word Godly side by side with the Ciaran complex? That was the city of sin practically. And to look at the man making such claims, a man that had stared at her breasts a little too long earlier. “Don’t you feel lonely there? Just you and your little girl there.” The old man continued. Again, the Professor did not respond on time. He took his time to chew his food before he said, “We are doing just fine. We barely have any free time to dwell on whether we are truly lonely or not.”

He asked coldly. "I don't think fifty shades is a classic book and I've never heard of a fruit called Madison, but then again, I could be wrong." His eyes narrowed even further. "How old are you?" "Twenty, with my own bank account and fully potty trained." "Maddie!" Cam hissed at me, "what the hell do you think you're doing?" I ignored him, refusing to break eye contact with Kristoff. I wasn't about to go from being bullied by my professor to being bullied by my boss. A girl had to draw the line somewhere and this was where I did mine.

Zaviyaar, who was just stepping into the class, noticed this scene and clenched his jaw. The whole class turned into silent mode on Zaviyaar's arrival as the anger spread on his face was enough to make everyone mum. “It seems today the professor fought with his wife before coming to the university.” Amaar spoke, chuckling to her. Sensing the dangerous aura of Zaviyaar, Anaaya pinched Amaar on his arm. “Keep your mouth shut….if you don't want the professor to kick you out of the class, so keep your nonsense jokes to himself.” They both were gossiping with each other in a whisper.

Beside him sat a man I had never met before. “This is Professor Daniel Reed from Northlake University,” Dr. Ford said. “He’s the external reviewer for the joint project. Maya, walk him through your research design.” I looked at the man across the table and lost half a second. Daniel Reed was nothing like Ford. Ford was sharp, severe, and impossible to relax around. Reed was quieter, but his presence was harder to ignore. He wore a dark shirt beneath a clean-cut jacket, his sleeves turned back just enough to reveal long fingers and a spare silver watch. He looked composed in the way some people looked dangerous without trying.

I tightly clenched my teeth, forcefully swallowing the blood down, refusing to let Marcus see me show any pain or weakness. “I don't need that book,” I thought coldly, forcing the golden light in my veins to stay hidden. “I already lived this year. I remember every single word of this l Just then, the heavy wooden door opened, and Professor Pendelton walked into the room. He was an older, distinguished beta man with sharp eyes. He stopped, looking at the pile of black ash on the floor, and then looked at Marcus and me. "What happened here?" the professor asked, his voice strict.

I didn’t want to imagine it. But then I remembered his face. The Professor’s face. When he had his hands around Daniel’s neck, the veins on his forehead pulsing, his eyes wild and red. That wasn’t the same calm man who taught us. That wasn’t the Professor I thought I knew. I hugged myself. “No… he can’t be that person,” I whispered, though even I didn’t believe it. The air in my room felt heavy. “I need fresh air… gosh,” I muttered under my breath, feeling the walls squeeze tighter around me.

We laughed and then my eyes fell on my hottie professor. He's looking at us suspiciously. "Now I want more details about your master professor." As Anu said excitedly, I looked at her. "Wait, first let me message him." She nodded and I typed the message. Me: You won't believe it that Anu and Cabir are also in a BDSM relationship My hottie Professor: It would be unbelievable for you, but I had already doubt on them. Me: What? How?

This led to a tall, blond, good-looking man with an enigmatic smile approaching me. "Studying for finals?" he asked after seeing my book, and I nodded. "You should use Alcalá's book; it's perfect for mode structures, and it gives you a much clearer explanation of the paradigms of multiple phonemes." I furrowed my brow. "Are you a literature professor?" I asked him directly. "I'm a research professor at the University of Nevada," he said and introduced himself before sitting at my table, a fact that didn't go unnoticed by my bodyguards. "Henry Miller."

I wait until I am sure that the Professor won't be coming, then I call Beta to ask what he has for me. "The Professor is in a hospital, Your Majesty," he tells me on the phone. "And his head is pretty banged up. I'll send you a video now." "What's it about?" I ask. "Evidence," he says tersely. The video comes in a minute later and I play it immediately. What I see renders me immobile for a moment. Would you look at that? Didn't realize Professor Bernie Halstead is a world-class Superstud. Could double as a make hooker even. And when I put this side by side with him coming close to Ellie, my blood boils with a certain rush of vengeance.

My Professor's Obsession PURE ENGLISH VERSION Written by: AdicQueen09 Genre: Romance/ Adult Fiction 18+ This book is a work of fiction , Names and Characters , Some places and incidents are products of the author's imagination and are used factitiously , Any resemblance to actual events , places or persons , living or dead is entirely coincidence. WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS MATURED CONTENTS. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK. ************************* This story is about Student and Teacher relationship.