On My Professor's Bed (Xee Write) novel Chapter 14

Dangerous Affairs With My Professor.

Author’s Pov.

Chapter 14.

Elena walked through to the dining where she met nanny Teresa dishing out her food.

“Good evening Nanny. Diner looks so yummy.” She complemented taking a seat and Nanny Teresa flashed her a smile.

“Thank you Elena. Seat and eat happily.”

Elena flashed the older woman a smile, the thoughts of her nanny paying her brain a visit. Elena has missed her nanny so well, but the presence of Nanny Teresa wasn’t giving her the space to utterly miss her nanny. Cause Nanny Teresa was really nice and Dante was nothing like her father. Even though he acted like a person suffering from bipolar he never made her feel the pain her father made her feel.

Speaking of Dante. She had not seen him for three days. Although she didn’t have classes these days. She knew something was off. He didn’t step out to see her neither has he joined them at the dinning for day now.

“Nanny Teresa, where is Mr Dante?” Elena’s grip on her cutleries loosened as she stared at the older woman waiting for a reply. Nanny Tersa’s focus on her dishing shook but she retrieved it immediately.

“He is in his room. Elena.”

Elena knitted her brows wondering if the older lady was not sad.

“Does he do this every time?”

“Young master Dante is used to being this way Elena and of course, I am used to it.”

Elena stared at the woman for a while then shrugged off.

“He acts as though he isn't human.”

Nanny Teresa flashed Elena a smile and replied afterward. A wired one though.

“You should get eating Elena. Your food might get cold.”

Elena stared at her food and then flashed the older woman a smile.

“Right into it,” she replied happily. Digging into the meal.

The rest of the meal was eaten in silence and all through Elena could not help but feel like something was it for Dante to not show her his pretty face.

She thought about the possibility that he could still be angry till this time about what happened the other day. But she reminded her wary heart that he started the fight.

Elena was done eating and this time she was standing at the front of her room but something in her guts asked her to check up on Dante.

It was so unlike Nanny Teresa to not send her with few things to deliver to Dante and that alone informed her that something was messy.

She turned from her door and walked in the direction of his, and In no time she was standing at the front of his door.

Elena placed a gentle knock on the door. For over and over again, but it went unattended to. Her hand twitched the door numb and it opened. Luckily for her, he didn't lock his door with a code or whatever.

Elena walked into the spacious room. With its shades of darkness. Dante’s room was way darker than hers but she loved the beautiful settings of his room, there was no wardrobe in his room he had a walk-in closet. Just a huge bed to the wall and a spacious mirror standing firmly from the rooftop of the room to the floor, right at the front of the bed, and a table and chair where he often drops his bottle of wine and cup.

The chandelier light was in gold and it was the perfect light for such a dark room, his bis cottons were in milk color, and his room was mostly of glass.

Elena walked gently Into the perfectly air-conditioned room, and her eyes met with Dante on the bed. He was lying gently, sleeping. But he didn't look too peaceful in his sleep. His brows were knitted and it seemed he was having a terrible nightmare.

She took a step closer to him and took a seat at the edge of his bed, staring at his handsome face.

Elena feared that he looked even more attractive while he slept, but she was worried, he kept muttering in audible words.

Her hands made for his cheeks, but they stopped halfway, staring at his cute adorable face. Fuck! His lips were so sexy and she wondered why he had never kissed her before. His skin was tanned and honey. His hair rested gently on his forehead.

“Sleeping King,” she muttered to herself and took her hands to his cheeks, palming it softly.

Dante’s breath turned heavy and it suddenly felt like his words were becoming clearer. His brows knitted even more and he turned restlessly.

“Hylex!” he yelled waking up from sleep. Elena flinched.

He stared around panting in anxiety, his hand dug into his hair while Elena just stared at him confused.

“Are you okay?” she struggled to touch him, but he raised his gaze at her looking really dangerous.

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