All Chapters of Tied Up By My Hot Professor: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

I swallow hard as my cheeks heat, turning around to find quite a few students gawking at me. I rush to Natalya's side."I can't believe you are married to that God of a man," she says, shaking her head.I tilt my head. "Are you saying he's out of my league?""No, God no. You are gorgeous, but he's our fucking principal."Azira laughs. "Perhaps I'll try to bag Luigi."All of us look at her like she's insane."What? He's hot.""Yeah, and fucking crazy," Adrianna says, rolling her eyes. "No one would voluntarily get with that man. He's a sadist."Azira's cheeks redden, but she shrugs. "Doesn't take away from how gorgeous he is, and now I know it's possible..." she laughs. "I'm joking, though.""Right," Natalya says. "It's your funeral."I shake my head. "We'd best get to breakfast before everyone eats all the good food."Natalya hooks her arm with mine. "I can see now why you were so eager to spend winter break here, alone," she stresses the last word, and I can't help but smile."Yeah,

"Class dismissed," Oak announces, eyes fixed on me. "Mrs. Byrne, stay behind."A few students snicker, and Natalya gives me a knowing glance. "I'll catch up with you later."I nod in response and remain seated at my desk, staring at my husband. The look in his eyes is one of pure lust as the last student leaves the room, shutting the door behind him."How can I help you, sir?" I ask, twirling a strand of hair around my finger.He stands, approaching me as I remain seated behind my desk. "I wished to discuss Spring Break since it starts tomorrow."I raise a brow. "And what exactly did you want to discuss Spring Break for?" I ask.He grabs hold of the collar of my blouse and yanks me up to stand in front of him, eyes blazing with a mix of desire and irritation. "We didn't have a honeymoon. I'm going to take you to Naples."My eyes widen, and I shake my head. "Isn't it dangerous considering—""My past?" he finishes for me.I nod in response."It's been fifteen years since I saw my family

When the new boy and king of the Syndicate Academy sets out to make life hell for her, Natalya is confused on why he really hates her. But with senior year fast approaching, she would rather get into trouble with the authorities, than let him keep bullying her for no reason any further.—From the first moment he laid his eyes on her, Alexander Morales has always hated Natalya Gurin. Natalya has spent years trying to avoid the brute, with Alexander going out of his way to make life hell for her.Deliberately making her trip in the cafeteria in front of everyone? Check.Disturbing her during classes? Check.Turning her friends against her? Check.Invading her personal space? Check.Natalya has learned to hate him for all this, and with senior year approaching, her escape is in sight. But Alexander doesn't intend to let her go that easily.One would break each other. And Natalya would do anything to be the victor.The show was on.Alexander Morales would pay for his crimes, one way or t

NatalyaPRESENT DAY.I stare up at the ominous building, hating the way my palms sweat at the sight of a school I’ve attended since I was eight years old. You’d think after almost ten years the first day jitters would have gone, but I know the reason I get so nervous.Alexander Morales.The king of the Syndicate Academy and a complete and utter asshole. A tingle races down my spine as I take my first step toward the building, wondering if Azira and Adrianna have arrived yet.Every year without fail since he arrived, Alexander has set out to make my life hell. Although, last year was the most tame year of them all. I’m hoping that the trend continues this year and he’ll keep mostly away from me. The last year of The Syndicate Academy and then I’m free from him forever.I sigh, allowing that thought to calm me as I walk through the vast ornate oak doors that pave the way into the academy. It doesn’t help that Giorgia’s family pulled her out last year. We were close, and it’s not the sam

I watch her from afar as I so often do. Her head tilts back as she laughs at something one of her pathetic little friends said, acting as if she isn’t shaken by our conversation earlier today.After what I revealed, I expected her to be quiet and fearful of what was to come. Instead, she’s behaving the same way she normally would, which irritates me. Natalya doesn’t realize just how fucking different this year will be from any other before it.Summer was long and boring in Chicago. All my waste of a space father talks about is the war between the Russians, Italians and Irish of the city. He doesn’t seem to realize that I don’t give a fuck about the cartel or him, for that matter. I’m not in line for the throne, so there’s no reason for me to get involved too heavily.I’m unsure whether Natalya notices how much I watch her, but from the day we met, I knew I had to watch her. Her family is the reason everything bad in my life happened and therefore she is guilty by association.After my