The Professor And The Madman Mga Nobela at Kwento

“Someone might get the wrong idea.” He tilted his head slightly, eyes glinting. “What if I want them to get the wrong idea?” I swallowed hard. “Then you should probably work on your timing, Professor. I’m still on the clock.” That earned me a quiet laugh, deep and genuine, and for a moment I forgot how to breathe. “All right,” he said finally, straightening. “But I’ll try my luck again once you’re off the clock.” And just like that, he turned and followed his group toward the elevator, leaving me staring at the lobby doors like an idiot.

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

he said as if he were reading my mind. “Holy shit,” I mumbled, tightening my hold on the cup. “Well…let’s get this show on the road. As you know, I am Professor Elias Grey, and it seems there has been some sort of…improper pairing. My wolf and I recognized us as mates, but nothing will come of it,” he insisted. A brow slid to my hairline. “Improper pairing? Is that a fancy way of saying that the Moon Goddess made a mistake? I hadn’t expected you to be so blasphemous.”

“The windows are tinted so stop struggling.” “Professor…” The word tore out of me, a mix of plea and broken moan, muffled as I tried to twist away. “That’s right,” He smiled, dark and triumphant. “Say it again.” “Professor, please—” My voice cracked as my hips betrayed me, grinding helplessly against his hand. His fingers curled deep, stroking exactly where I couldn’t resist. Pressure coiled fast, unstoppable, my body trembling as his thumb circled my clit in ruthless precision.

Seriously, what is happening to me? He turned around and walked to the whiteboard. He started writing on it after picking up the marker. I moved my head down. I don't want to look at him. He is making me crazy. "Oh, my god, Inaya. Our English professor is so hot." Anu whispered in my ear. "You can date him. I'm giving you the green signal." I glared at him instantly. She is saying nonsense. "What? Don't you find him hot?" She asked, raising her brows in shock. I think she has lost her mind. He is indeed hot but that doesn't mean I'll date my professor.

The room settled into a tense calmness as we prepared to discuss the reason for the Professor's presence. Turning to the Professor, I explained our predicament, recounting the treachery of Blake, Mia, and Miranda. I detailed our plan to exact revenge and bring justice to those who had wronged us. The Professor listened attentively, nodding occasionally as the gravity of the situation sank in. He understood the urgency and the importance of our request. After a thoughtful pause, the Professor's eyes gleamed with a mischievous twinkle. "I have just the solution for you," he declared, his voice filled with a newfound enthusiasm. "But it will require precise execution and unwavering determinatio

"You're doing this on purpose! If you don't have it, just say so! What's the point in messing with us?" Hank shrugged. "It's kinda funny. Don't you think?" "Has anyone ever told you that you're unbelievably annoying, especially with that smug face?" Madison shot back. Hank's smirk hardened. "Say that again, I dare you!" "Oh, I'll say it! You're an arrogant jerk! You're petty and pathetic!" Hank's smile disappeared. "You want the truth? Not only do I have the professor's contact, but I also know where he is right now. But I'm not telling you. What are you gonna do about it?"

I fucking don't know where to place him and I can't even get rid of him. Tough choice for a tough evil man. And what kind of punishment would I end up enjoying?! That man is sick, he needs to be treated and I wish I could treat him, he's such an idiot! Yeah, I'm saying it out loud in my head, my professor is an idiot, a complete animal with no feelings!

“You are unbelievable.” “Yeah, yeah,” the professor said lazily. “Are we done with the screaming now? Because I have zero interest in this little tantrum.” Sage’s jaw clenched so tight I thought his teeth might crack. Then, without another word, the professor stepped forward and slammed the door in Sage’s face. The sound echoed through the empty night. He stood there for a moment, his hands clenched into tight fists at his sides, his shoulders shaking. Then, slowly, he turned back toward me.

The man suddenly said as his eyes widened in shock when he saw Alex and Rachel sitting right in front of the professor. It was obvious that he had just noticed the two. "That's none of your business." The professor replied. "And who may your visitors be?" The man smiled as he walked towards Alex and Rachel with curiosity. "What do you think you are doing Clinton?" The professor suddenly yelled at the man, making him stop in his tracks. Clinton sighed as he turned around to face the professor. "Have you considered my offer?" The man's tone suddenly changed making the atmosphere of the room drop significantly. Hearing the words Professor Wilfred's expression changed but he didn't say anything.