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On My Professor's Bed What a pleasant surprise, Mates.
On My Proffessor’s Bed. Chapter 129. Author’s Pov. Dante took a step backward his breath quivering from the anger and resentment he felt within. The urge from earlier had suddenly vanished into a tin air, as though they were never in existence. “And now that Elena had found out that she is barren, it… she would not fight with Logan, she would not make an attempt to save her life… he would let him do to her whatever! Fuck!” Dante graoned and threw his phone away wrecking his hand into his hair. “Fuck! This is bad! This is terrible.” “Who the fuck told Stella?” he asked himself that rhetorical question groaning one last time before walking back inside, heading straight for the restroom, he smashed the door open in anger, but by the time he got there, Mrs. Stella was no longer laying there. “What the fuck?” Dante cursed searching around! Hell! He graoned hitting his hand against the wall for an unreasonable amount of time till his hand was bringing some strings of blood. This has
On My Professor's Bed Regret.
On My Professor’s Bed. Author’s Pov. Chapter 130. Mack swallowed in. His body getting hot from within and emanating heat. The heat from the fear was different from the one he was feeling while he was stroking the slack pussy of Mrs Stella. Mrs. Stella reached for a top on the table where she was being bang and tried to slip it in but Dante shut her with a dagger glare and the clothes fell off her hand immediately. A grin secured the bream of his lips. Just his expression was enough. He didn't need to say much to be heard or understood.They were both in fear and Denial that it was Dante who was standing right here in front of them. They knew not to be stupid cause they had been caught and what was making their stomach crawl the most was that Dante was not venting his anger already, he was grinning and that was the most fearful part of everything, having him grin so devilishly. “I see you are both having the greatest time of your life, is that not such a beautiful thing?” he turn
On My Professor's Bed Learning the truth.
ON MY PROFESSOR’S BED. Chapter 131.Author’s Pov. Elena woke up with a slight headache, her head pounding admist the struggle to open her eyes. When her eyes finally opened, she took in the sight of the blurry ceiling that she could easily detect was not the house she had left earlier for the club, and the ambiance, the unsettling air that hit against her skin caused a series of flashbacks from last night and that included the way a white handkerchief was being placed against her nose the way she had struggled to get lost from their grips and the way she had been dragged to the van as well as the way everything had happened, how she had gone blank, she remembered everything clearly. She tried to move, to move her hands to her eyes and toss away the blurriness but her body was stifled and tied to a rope, she was on the and beside the beside bed, were rodes where the rope that tied her hands and legs were dragged to. “I see the daughter of the late Damon has woken up all fiesty.”
On My Professor's Bed Getting rid of the enemy.
ON MY PROFESSOR’S BED. Author’s Pov. Chapter 132. Logan’s stomach grumbled in anger and he took his hand to his face, wiping off her spit and bringing his hand to his face to have a glimpse of it. “What the hell!” Logan groaned and rubbed his spity hand against her thighs, grabbing her by the neck and hooting firmly into her neck. “Let me go. Let me go…” Elena’s voice quivered her throat hurting from both the inside and the outside. “I am going to fucking show you a lesson you have never heard In your entire life.”“You ingrate!” he groaned sending a slap across Elena’s face. A gasp tore from her throat and she felt a sharp pain in between her lips, but she was not willing to show to him her weakness and before she could think of saying a word. He had grabbed a handful of her hair into his hand yanking her hair backward and staring into her face with the disgusting looks of his.“I am going to make you regret being fucking born! I am going to make you regret spitting on my face
On My Professor's Bed His sole existence.
ON MY PROFESSOR'S BED.Chapter 133. Author’s Pov. Antonio walked into the room holding onto Mrs Stella’s arm and dragging her in as well. His mouth widened in awe and he stared at Dante. “I always knew that you would never need any help. This is….Impressive.” be completed with a grin but Dante said no word he just stared at the naked Stella. “I thought I would have him fuck you but… he messed up so I sent him to his creator. Step forward.” Dante commanded rather calmly. He was chilled, but his expression was no sort of chilled. Antonio let losed of her and she walked in fearfully, staring at Elena with pleasing eyes, but Elena took her gaze away. She was rather too angry. All this while, she never had the chance to speak to Stella and speak to her, a piece of her own mind, and today. She wasn't going to. Maybe some other time.“Take.” Dante handed the bloody logan’s chopped dick to her and took it with quivering hands. “Now hold dearly onto it. Stuff it into your mouth and star
On My Professor's Bed Amidst the Tears.
ON HER PROFESSOR’S BED. Chapter 133.Author’s Pov. Elena’s heart fluttered at the soothing words. Her stomach tightened into a soft knot and she stared softly at Dante. “Dante… You, you deserve more than you, you deserve something great.”“You are all the greatness that I deserve,” Dante replied calmly, yet so soothing that she was left with nothing other than to just stand and stare at him. Elena felt like the happiest and luckiest person on earth. Having a man, who loves you. And every part of you. A man whose love for you exceeds the outer beauty. A man who is willing to be with you, even when he seems like you have nothing to offer him. What more could she ask for? She stood there, in her own disbelief, allowing the tears to stream down her cheeks, the tears of happiness. The one that gladdened her heart. She was lucky. Cause even when her mates met with men who would only cause her mates sadness, she met a man who would move the world, and provide heavens for her to live in.
On My Professor's Bed Finding hopes through life.
ON HER PROFESSOR’S BED.Chapter 134.Author’s Pov. Mrs Dora was walking through the hallway when she heard some noises coming from Elena’s room. She checked through the hallways to see if anyone was coming and luckily for her, no one seemed to be coming. She walked over to the door and placed her ear against it. She heard from Nanny Teresa some minutes ago that Dante and Elena had arrived and that alone had just made her heartbeat increase and the quantity of her anger as well. She had called Mrs Stella an unhealthy amount of time but, she had not been picking up, all her phone had been doing was ring and ring and ring. She had expected to get a call from Dante grieving about the death of Elena or better still, return without Elena. She placed her ear against the door, taking in gently, every conversation that Nanny Ella and Elena were having. At every nice conversation, all she had in her heart were pain and anger, and the amplifying quest to have Elena eliminated by her bare ha
On My Professor's Bed Hot foreplay.
ON MY PROFESSOR’S BED. Chapter 136. Author’s Pov. Dante pulled out of the hug, his hand palming Elena’s cheeks. “You… you are so beautiful sunshine.”“I have heard you say that to me a thousand times Daddy.” “I can not help but not say it to you, sunshine.” Elena chuckled softly, staring back at Dante as passionately as he was doing with her. Her body shuddered softly at the influence of his beautiful gaze. She felt so hot underneath his blazing eyes. Her knees weakened and her legs wobbled. “I am going to lose.…” Dante didn't let her finish her words, he carried her up and wrapped her legs on his torso. Staring passionately at her. He walked her to the table where he placed her there on the table. “You. You look hot.”“You mean hot under your gaze?” “No sunshine. I mean smoking hot. He replied with a wink and she chuckled softly, her pussy dripping from the way he spoke softly. The look in Dante’s eyes. It never changed. It's been 8 months and he has nor stopped staring
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