DANGEROUS AFFAIRS WITH MY PROFESSOR.
Chapter 15.
Author’s Pov.
Dante’s hard hand gripped her neck and her breath hitched! His eyes turned dark and red and he pushed her toward the walls while she held his wrist tightly her eyes welling up with tears, the pain from his hard grip choking air out of her.
Dante gritted his teeth angrily, not saying a word, his eyes were red and furious and all Elena could do was gasp and hit his hand in pain, till he saw the painful look in her eyes. He hurriedly let go of her neck and suddenly became aware of how hard he had griped her neck. He stared at her with remorse displaying in his eyes.
“I… I… I...” he tried to take a step closer to her but she took a step backward shaking her head with tears-filled eyes before running off.
Dante stared confused as she ran out of his room. He groaned angrily and dug his nails into his hair.
“Damn it!” he cursed and kicked on the bed.
He took a seat on the bed and dug his nails into his scalp his eyes staring at the broken portrait of Hylex that lay upside down on the floor.
Dante could not even recognize what he felt, he was supposed to be mad at Elena for breaking his favorite portraits of the one he loved, but here he was extremely mad at himself for holding Elena by the neck and making her feel that way!
“What in hell's name is this goddamn feeling?” he cursed and fell into the bed staring at his ceiling.
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The next day.
Dante stood at the front of Elena’s room, after all that transpired between them yesterday he had not been able to think straight. The pain in her eyes kept playing in his head.
After a minute of standing and contemplating, he placed a gentle knock and waited for a while but the knock went unanswered.
He twitched the door numb and luckily for him, she had not locked her door with a code this time again.
He walked into the room and the beautiful sight of the sleeping Elena welcomed him. He took her precious cologne and fuck! Her room smelled like heaven.
He took a seat at the edge of her bed and caressed her cheeks gently.
“Sleeping beauty…”
Her phone light came up showing her alarm time and he suspected that she would be awake soon.
The whole day went by yesterday and he didn't get to see her face, he hated how terrible he was with her yesterday, and he hated the look Madam Teresa gave him whenever he asked of Elena. The guilt he felt wouldn't let him stay this day without checking up on her.
He walked out of her room to the kitchen.
“Good morning young master.” Nanny Teresa gave him a gentle bow the moment he walked into the kitchen.
“Good morning Nanny Teresa. A cup of tea, 3 loaves of bread, and a nice quantity of mayonnaise,” he ordered momentarily and she spared him a perplexed glance.
“For Elena,” he added before the old woman would hit the nail on the head.
He walked away from her and took a seat on the couch in the kitchen, still feeling Nanny Teresa’s gaze on him.
“No questions nanny Teresa. Just have them arranged.” he cautioned taking a seat and glaring at his phone.
Nanny Teresa flashed him a smile and did just as he said, she turned to her boiling water and made the tea as quickly as possible, she fixed the food into a tray and made to step out.
“Let me have it.” he rose up from his seat and interrupted her movement.
The look on Nanny Teresa’s face was priceless and he knew her question would follow suit in a while.
“Young master….”
“No long talks nanny Teresa... Just let me have it…”
She flashed him a wired smile and handed the tray to him with a bow.
“Thank you.”
He walked out of the kitchen with her gaze following him till she was out of sight.
Dante was standing at the front of Elena’s room and he was about to open the door when he heard her tiny voice from the room.
He leaned against the door and took in her conversation.
“How is sir Dante treating you now?” Mira’s voice questioned from the other end and Elena shrugged.
“No difference Mira. It gets so frustrating…” she heaved out a sigh.
“You don't have to worry okay, I am certain he is going to change. It's probably because you both had a rough beginning.
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