Semua Bab My Ruthless Professor : Bab 51 - Bab 60

Mr. Jefri abruptly broke off my consuming kiss, pinning both of my wrists securely against the mattress. "Do not push me, Erika. You will only live to regret this later." My lips continued to rebel, desperately straining to close the distance back to his mouth. "I won't regret a single thing, Sir... Do it right now!" I whined breathlessly. Yielding to the relentless pressure, Mr. Jefri finally desisted his restraint. He aggressively unbuttoned his shirt, leaving the broad expanse of his chest completely bare. I lost no time in stripping out of my own garments until I was reduced to just my undergarments, my hands wandering across the firm contours of his chest with unbridled desire. "Finally, I get to touch these muscles again," I whispered darkly, dragging my lips across his skin. However, before I could push the encounter any further, he suddenly scooped my frame into his arms and carried me straight into the adjacent

Mr. Jefri stripped away the last of my clothes, leaving me completely exposed to his gaze. He moved over every inch of my skin with deliberate, agonizing slowness. Even the sensitive skin of my underarms didn't escape him; he pressed soft, playful kisses there, like a cat toying with its prey. The mix of ticklish friction and raw heat made me writhe helplessly against the sheets."Mmm... Ah..." My groans turned into a steady, broken rhythm as his lips moved lower. My skin felt slick and sensitized, burning everywhere his mouth touched. The second he moved down to fully claim the core of my desire, the world seemed to tilt on its axis. The thunder crashing outside no longer terrified me—I was consumed by a different kind of fire, amplified by the violent rhythm of the rain hammering against the penthouse windows.Every now and then, I lifted my head from the pillow, watching him intently. The expert way he moved, the absolute dedication in his touch—it was addictive."Ah... yes..." I ga

Mr. Jefri pulled me closer until his warm breath ghosted against my hair. "Yes, I’m in love with her," he murmured, his voice low and heavy.My heart felt like it had been struck by lightning. I had expected the answer, but hearing it out loud was agonizing. His words cut through me like a razor, leaving no room for doubt."However," he continued, his grip not slackening in the slightest, "she isn't ready to accept me yet."I lay there, stunned. He could confess his love for another woman mere moments after a night of raw intimacy with me under these very sheets. "I’m still fighting to win her over," he added, his tone thick with genuine sorrow.Did he have any idea that I was drowning in that same exact sorrow at this very moment? Maybe this mystery woman was the reason he treated other women like temporary outlets for his frustration. It was inexcusable—he’d left a trail of emotional wreckage behind him, myself included—but I couldn't stop myself from trying to piece together his twi

"Hello! Where are you?"I pulled the phone away from my ear, squinting at the screen to see who was calling. The adrenaline that had been keeping me upright suddenly vanished. I felt hollow, my limbs heavy as lead as I collapsed back onto the mattress."Hello, Dita?" I answered, my voice flat and drained."What’s wrong with you? You sound like getting a call from me is a burden.""It’s nothing. I just... I thought it was someone else.""And who exactly were you expecting?"I didn't answer. I had been praying it was Mr. Jefri. I’d spent two agonizing hours glued to the phone, but there had been zero word from him. Had he not even woken up yet? Or was he choosing to treat me with cold, calculated indifference?I went silent, my mind drifting to the professor, completely forgetting Dita was still on the line."Hello? Erika? You still there?"I jolted, quickly pressing the phone back to my ear. "Oh—sorry. Yes, I’m here.""What is going on with you? Is something wrong?""No, no. I’m just ex

Dita mirrored my movements, easing herself out of the water and sitting cross-legged opposite me. "But you have to promise me you won't lose your cool, okay?"I straightened my spine, my mind racing with an impatient, clawing desire for some actual good news regarding her future. After years of watching her pine for Roy, she had finally found a way to move on. I felt a genuine, sharp surge of relief for her."Just tell me already," I pressed. "You’re deliberately torturing me."Dita’s face lit up, a radiant smile softening her features. She looked absolutely ecstatic, glowing with the anticipation of her upcoming engagement. "The truth is... the man I’m going to marry is..."Before she could finish, her phone erupted with a sharp vibration. "Ehh... give me a second."She stood up to grab her handbag from a nearby lounge chair and answered the call. "Hello?"Her expression instantly shifted into one of intense seriousness. I couldn't tell who was on the other end, but as she spoke, she