All Chapters of Professor Dearest: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

Mirabelle inquired whether Crystal needed anything so that she could make something for her and she responded that she should bring whatever she had in the kitchen as she was starving.Georgia had already taken her initial position again on the bed, and when she heard her friend's footsteps coming up to her room, she sat on the bed looking so sad like someone who had lost both parents on the same day.Crystal, with a huge sigh and hesitation, breath in and out as she stood in front of Georgia's room wondering how she must be coping with the heartbreak.She finally mustered the courage to knock on her door while pushing it at the same time, walking inside the room and calling out her find's name."Georgia baby, I am here now", she spoke out noticing her crouching in her bed with her head bowed in between her knees and her hands crossed in front of her knees holding each other for stamina.Crystal felt bad seeing Georgia in such a mood and she dropped her bag on the sofa by the sid

Simon had always had high esteem for ladies including the ones that he had dated but Becky's stupidity, cheap nature, nagging, and idiotic attitude could make him go mad.She was constantly insecure whether because of Crystal or some other lady Simon was talking to and she always wanted to be around him, following him all over and monitoring who he talked with, observed, works, and sometimes where he went.As a man, Simon was feeling choked to have a partner who wanted to live in his skin and could not get a life for her.Yes, she is from a super-wealthy family too and she has everything she could ask for but Simon also knows of a lot of ladies who are from more comfortable families with super hard-working skills.All Becky ever wanted was to nag, control him, have sex, go out partying, ask when they would get married, and adopt and that was just the most terrible attitude he hated in her.Becky's hatred for kids was something he could not get to explain in his life and her const

MATTEO’S POVI knew Arlette was keeping secrets from me, about her family and much more, but it took me aback to know that she’s actually suffering right now because of it. “Oh my God! No! That can’t be true. What’s happening, how can I be of help to you and to your family?” I asked frowning as I glare at her. Arlette just throws her hands around me, sobbing softly, each hiccuping sound tearing into my flesh. For a second, I thought she wasn’t going to share any information with me, then, she glares at me with wide eyes, fear lurking behind them. Waiting for her to speak, I brush the tendrils off her hair, letting her know that she can trust me and I am worthy of every piece of her trust. “I don’t know where to start,” she confesses. “I know this must be hard for you baby, but I want you to understand that with me, there’s no judgement at fucking all. Wherever you think it’s suitable to start, I’m listening. But why don’t you start from the very beginning?” I asked hoping

MATTEO’S POV“I love you too, baby,” I whisper against Arlette’s hair, peppering soft kisses on her neck, trailing the soft line that leads to her boobs. She lifts her chest, making sure that I can reach her skin, my lips adoring her skin, making it my temple. “I’ll find a way for you to talk with your brother. There’s got to be a way which will go unnoticed to his coach and others that he ever even left,” I assured her. Shelter valley wasn’t around her, it was quite a stone throw to reach, but that meant I had to talk the private jet and then, ride all the way out without anyone in town suspecting us. My best shot was staying out of town, and getting someone bring the boy, that way, his association wouldn’t be linked to anyway to Arlette. My attention is cut short when Arlette rolls her fingers into my hair, making sure that I feel that lingering skin touch my scalp, and she grinds her hips on mine, making a groan to leave my lips. “Fuck, baby. I want you. But this isn’t the

ARLETTE’S POV The trip was fire and my The trip was fire and my ass is burning sitting in a plane and having everything at your disposal. Matteo is answering a call and the services got so good that I need to take a break. I walk to the bathroom, my heart beating knowing that there is something I have to face once this plane lands. I’m anxious, I want to meet with Tony, but that lingering fear is still building up in me, every part of my fucking being is terrified, about the possibility that something else can happen and then what? I wondered. Opening the tap, I am satisfied when fresh water runs into my hands and the cool water on my skin reminds me of the fact that I am alive. I am doing this, but the only difference is that I wouldn’t be alone. I have a strong mafia man out there waiting for me and any signals I give he is going to follow it. I know I can trust Matteo, he is a solid rock that I can rely on, that’s good. That’s something I want.A rasps knock lands on the