All Chapters of THE GODFATHER'S SIBLINGS: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Two months later Zandro Bernardino POV Almost done. Grabbing my coffee cup, I took a long drink of the black coffee inside and then grimaced. God, it was disgusting, but I was burning the midnight oil on campus trying to finish work for the day so I could free up the weekend. Marking the tests was such a tedious chore, especially when there were nearly two hundred to go through. Luckily the card reader did most of the marking, but I still needed to verify the results and input them. Did anyone even pay attention to my classes?The grades on many of the tests were disheartening. This was Intro Sociology; it should be a simple class to do well in. Maybe I was a shitty teacher this term? Who the fuck knew for sure? In previous years the grades hadn’t been this bad. Maybe it was a fluke. I really hoped it was a coincidence otherwise I’d have to figure out what was different; as if I didn’t already know.There were a few students who shone brightly over the others. One in particular had

Alessandra Russo POV I tossed and turned all night barely getting a moment of sleep, my mind wouldn’t turn off and it was all because of Zandro. It shouldn’t be like this. I shouldn’t be this obsessed after all this time. We should have slid into a normal teacher and student routine by now and I had thought that we had – until last night. Maybe I’d been fooling myself. If anything, the past couple of months seemed to solidify the bond we were both trying to convince ourselves didn’t exist.Throwing the blankets from my body, I slid out of bed and took a quick, cold shower hoping to wake myself up while hoping the shower wouldn’t wake Editha. At least it was the weekend and I didn’t have classes today or I’d have been a walking zombie. Toweling myself off, I got dressed in the bathroom and then went back into the bedroom where my roommate was still loudly snoring. She’d come home shortly after I had, stumbling into the room and knocking over the lamp next to her bed before falling alm

Zandro Bernardino POV Watching her eat, I found I was at odds with myself. She was twenty-one. My student. There were so many things wrong with this situation, but I was having a hard time listening to my brain. It was my dick that was taking the wheel on this situation and to a lesser degree my heart, but I wanted to know her more intimately. Not just the sex, the sex was a given as I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about our night together.But I also wanted to know everything about how she became who she was today. From my current perception of her, she came off as an intelligent, witty, caring, and fucking bombshell of a hot woman. She was perfect in my eyes. With breakfast finished, I began clearing the table.“Okay, so let’s just say we take a chance on us seeing each other romantically. How in your mind would that work?”Finished cleaning up, I leaned back against the kitchen counter and watched as she rose from the chair and came over to me. As she drew closer the smell of

Zandro Bernardino POV I’d been smiling all day. I knew I couldn’t pull her after every class, but once and a while wouldn’t hurt. The kids were so invested in what they were doing they’d hardly notice her sneaking off with me after class occasionally. Pulling into the parking lot behind my apartment building, I shut off the engine and sighed. There would be dozens of papers for me to mark. I had the students keep them relatively short, just a few thousand words and my assistant helped go through the papers that I wouldn’t have time for. Generally, I read the ones who had the highest marks in my class and the lowest marks, my assistant would get the vast majority of the ones in the middle.Getting out of the car, I made my way into the building, which was securely locked, and to my floor. Grabbing my phone from my pocket, I pulled up Alessandra’s name. Zandro: Hey beautiful, how were your classes? There was a beep sound followed by a woman’s voice. “Why text me when you can just ask i

Alessandra Russo POV I was on cloud nine as I stepped into my dorm room after midnight. The past couple of weeks with Zandro have been incredible. He was everything I’d dreamed a man to be. I just wished that we didn’t have to sneak around in order to see each other. I didn’t want us to be a secret, I wanted to be able to scream out to the world how happy I was. Each day, each date brought me closer to the big “L.” He didn’t play games, he wore his heart on his sleeve and I knew he was starting to get those feelings as well. You never knew what the future held, but at this moment it felt bright. I was expecting to see Editha sound asleep and snoring by now, but instead, she was sitting cross-legged on her bed reading from her psychology textbook. Guilt hit me, I kept canceling plans with her and that wasn’t fair. She’d been my first friend when I’d arrived and she’d stood by my side no matter how many times I blew her off. I’d have to make it a point to do something nice for her soon