All Chapters of Desiring My Professor : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"Why are you still here?" The girl's heart was immediately filled with excitement when she heard the baritone of his voice from behind her. Even if she didn't look back, she knew the owner of that voice. Every day she hears his authoritative speech that gives a strange thrill to her. The smell of him, which was delicious to sniff, also penetrated her nose, as if it were so delicious to embrace— "Ms. Hera Lopez! I'm asking you." His strong words brought her back to her senses. Immediately the pain she felt returned. But why is she nervous? She's not doing anything wrong ah. He only found her in the classroom alone because her classmate Sofia said she would wait for her here. "S-ir -ahm-ah ..." What is that why is she stuttering? "Hera!" Immediately, all the hairs on her body rose up because of the way her name was mentioned. She feels it implies her not to lie. "Sir—Sofia said—i should wait her, here." The girl stammered. And she could hardly breathe when she felt her back

HAPPY READING. One week had passed and she became the center of attraction in their campus. She doesn't know if she's happy because of the attention she's having or be annoyed about it. Everyone wants to be with her especially boys, not just her classmates but also the college students. Sometimes it was just fine to her but most of the time she felt unconfortable surrounded by guys. Every day is a new day to her. New day, New experience. With that thought she sighed and smiled before she walked from the hallway. But it seems that her positive and light feeling will be destroyed when she meets Sofia's group, her classmate is one of the richest in their school and she is said to be one of the ones recognized as a Queen Campus because of her beauty. There is no denying that Sofia is really beautiful but She was always glaring at her like if she did something wrong with her.‘Badgirl, she always want to pick a fight with me.’ She pouted at her own thought. "Oh! Look who's here. The p

Enjoy Reading Honeys "What is it brother Christopher?" He asked his older brother when out of the blue asked a favor. Knowing this brute, he don't asks help. That's how high his pride is. "Buy me a milk," his brother arogantly said declared. "Brother, when did you drink milk?" He asked in astonishment here. His brother favorite is coffee. Too addicted to coffee, that even at noon he was still brewing coffee. "Idiot! Not for me. It's for your nephew!" He hissed angrily. 'Very hot-headed.' Why did this idiot become his brother? When he heard that it was for his nephew who was over a year old, he immediately smiled. "Alright! My purchase," Clinton even held out her palm in front of her older brother while grinning. "F*ck you!" His brother cursed wiith him. He, on the other hand, is happy because his brother looks so irritated. It's thier way of bonding, teasing each other. "It's your fault. You're so busy and you forgot about your child's milk," he blamed him. But he

WHEN Hera got in the car she was literally shivering from the cold. She squeezed to the side trying to relieve the cold she was feeling. "You cold?" Suddenly her Professor asked her. "It's okay, i'm alright. " Hera replied trembling. "Damn! You are shaking!" The professor looked so serious that, Hera didn't know if he was angry or just really scary it looked. "I'll just go down." Hera stammered, maybe he didn't want her inside because the inside of his professor's car just got wet because of her. "And why would you do that?" The young man asked her crookedly. "Ahm ... because y-you're angry because I get your car mess?" The girl's response was reluctant. "Who says I'm angry?" Now his eyebrows are about to meet. The girl calmed down because she could no longer stand the cold. "Shit!" Hera heard him cursed. The vehicle’s aircon was then turned off. The cold she felt was a bit gone, but even though the aircon was turned off, her body was still shaking. Hera was just s

The students are all busy for the upcoming Intramurals. Some are busy praticing in the field. Some are in thier hideout practice singing, like her Friend Tiffany. They were busy practicing the song because it was chosen by Tiffany's group. Her male friends are also busy practicing basketball. They will just compete. Hera is the same way. She was busy arranging their 'hide out with the men who volunteered yesterday. Her companions were fine, they were kind to her. While standing on the bench, she slowly glued the handle like a curtain but with a Jaguar print and the color, it was like blood and mixed with black colored. She would stick it on the white board to cover it up. Their teacher did the same. She didn't have a hard time fixing it because Miss Lopena taught her what to do. And someone is helping her. Her thumb was already hurting a bit because the wood surrounding the white board was too hard where she pressed the thumb-tacks she was holding so that the tarpaulin could be