On My Professor's Bed (Xee Write) novel Chapter 42

Dangerous Affairs With My Professor.

Chapter 42.

Author’s Pov.

Elena walked down the stairs looking all beautiful with a backpack on her back.

“Good morning Nanny Teresa.”

“Good morning beautiful how was your night?” the old woman asked raising her gaze to Elena from the center table she was cleaning.

“My night? My night was good.” Elena smiled recalling how she had slept peacefully in Dante’s arms and ran to her room 7 this morning so nanny Teresa doesn't come looking for her.

“You seem like you had a great night's rest.” she flashed Elena a smile and Elena snapped from her thoughts, she blinked her lashes softly and smiled.

“Yes, nanny Teresa. I did.”

“I was in your room earlier by 6 I wanted to ask what you would be having for dinner, but you were nowhere in your room.”

Elena halted as the words resounded in her head.

She gulped down the lumps that formed on her throat and turned nervously.

“I…… I was. I was in the bathroom.” she forced out a smile and Nanny Tersa smiled, wrapping the whole cleaning stuff up.

“That's great. You should have breakfast before you leave for school.

“Breakfast?” Elena blinked twice and smiled awkwardly again.

“No nanny Teresa, I. I would be fine.”

Nanny Teresa held on for a while then asked.

“Are you okay pretty?”

“Yes… yes, nanny. I am doing really great, I just have to hurry up and get to school, I have a morning lecture.

“Okay pretty, do not stay too long okay?”

“Okay Nanny, Elena smiled and Dashed out of the house, as usual, Antonio was already standing by the car waiting for her.

She slid in after one or two pleasantries and he drove off.

******

Dante stood at the side of the window, staring at Elena and Antonio. His brows knitted as he stared at them. He felt an unexplainable feeling wash into him as he saw Elena smile at Antonio in such a sweet way. He clamped his fist and his jaws weren't an exception.

Dante’s phone made a gentle buzz and he picked it up.

“Hello.” his cold voice pierced into the phone.

“Good day, Boss.”

“Ummm,” he replied and Mack knew to take it up from there.

“My lord, your father has aligned some ganged men and the investigation finds it that your name has been distributed to some Mafia members from the low rank to fire a petition about your inconsideration of returning to the mafia realm.

Dante’s brows knitted and he dabbed at the bream of his nose.

“Do I arrange some men there to have them all killed up?”

“Get a number of them and send five million to them each.”

“My lord.” Mack bowed as though Dante could see him. “My lord, the only way to silence them is to kill them. They would not stop even after the money, the order is coming from your father Boss.”

“No spilling of blood Mack! Do just as I have said and let me know what the result holds.

“As you wish sir.”

Dante ended the call and his throat ran dry as he felt anger surging into him.

Telling the men to fire a petition about him was asking them to publicize his name as a thief for running away from business deals and taking their money along, and that was a form of tarnishing his image.

Dante picked up his phone and dialed his father’s number.

“Look who has decided to join the gang.” His father's ugly hoarse voice greeted the phone alongside ugly laughter the moment Dante called.

“You really want yourself dead for trying to fire a petition about me.”

The old grossly man laughed devilishly and blew away the drags of cigarette he took.

His eyes suddenly turned darker and his voice deeper.

“No matter how long you stay from this, you are a mafia you are a murdered, a bloodthirsty murderer, your hands are soaked by her blood Dante and nothing is ever going to change that, so do yourself a favor and End this wailing.”

Dante’s hand fisted tightly and he cracked the bone on his neck sideways, staring dangerously at the city.

“Killing you will be the number one thing I will do when I join the mafia realm again, I hope that this helps you keep your ass there, cause when I am done killing you, I am going to make sure nothing is becoming of your corpse.”

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