On My Professor's Bed (Xee Write) novel Chapter 62

On my professor’s bed!

Chapter 62.

Author’s Pov.

Dante’s heart clenched. His jaws tightened and he suddenly felt the blood in his veins drying up. His lumps itching to be scratched.

“No! That can't be! Go through all the files again! Dig more into the Information and get back to me!”

“My lord…” Antonio called in a soft voice but Dante caught him off with a groan.

“Do what I fucking ask you of, ingrate!”

“Yes, my lord.”

Dante ended the call, his heart thumping in rage! This has got to be the worst news of the year. Damon can not be Elena’s father. That monster can not birth an angel as purred-hearted as this lady. He can't fall inlove with the same daughter of the man who took his peace from him and cost him pain for all of these years. He can't be in love with the daughter of a man who set his house ablaze with the love of his life in it and sent him a photo of it with a grin on his face, the man who almost caused his downfall, caused his 10 years of sleepless night and made him a shadow of himself can not birth the antidote to his problem.

Elean stood up from her seat and took slower steps closer to Dante. Her heart beating softly.

Seeing Dante this way made her heart leap, she had never seen him this way. He looked utterly enraged and he seemed dangerous trying not to spare her a glance.

“Are you okay?” she tried reaching her hand out to him but she stopped it mid-way.

Dante dug his nails into his hair and ruffled it softly before turning to her.

“I am fine, sunshine.” he flashed her a smile, but Elena could not help but note the fact that his smile was not as genuine as it used to and his eyes didn't hold much sparkle for her as they used to.

She took one step closer to him.

“I… I am here for you Daddy, please talk to me.”

“I am fine!” Dante yelled but stopped halfway as he watched her flinch in fear.

He took a step closer regretting his decision immediately. He reached out for her hands and held them softly, rubbing softly on them, and staring at her with all the affection he could surmone at that time.

“I. I am… I am sorry for yelling at you sunshine…. I.. I just got terrible news about business and I haven't been able to recover from the last one.”

Elena stared at him, fear evident in her eyes. She didn't even know what to believe, that the man who could make her pussy spurt and bring the baby in her could also yell at her this way and make her heartache.

“I. I didn't mean any harm, I just wanted to be sure you were fine, but you yelled at me without the thought of how I would feel,” she allowed the tears to roll freely down her chin.

“Oh, my sunshine. I.. am sorry sunshine. I…. I was too carried away by my emotions, forgive me sunshine. Forgive me.” he pulled her slowly into a hug, and she allowed him, settling into the hug for a while till he pulled her out.

“Stay right here sunshine, I will be right back.” he patted her hair gently.

Elena nodded her head and watched as he walked out without giving her a peck on her forehead.

She fell on the bed and tears began to roll out of her eyes. She lay there slobbering and allowed the tears to consume her.

*******

Vera walked into the room filled with men. Her steps were powerful and sophisticated. For her age, she looked way more powerful than she ever should.

“My lady.” they all bowed in fear. They had wronged her. In the most deadly way ever, and dey never should have.

Vera stared around, puffing out the smoke in her mouth.

“Where is she?”

The room went silent for a while as no one gave answers to her questions.

She pulled a gun from her back and pulled out the trigger.

“Where the fuck is she?”

“My lady.” they all scrunched to their knees and one of them summoned the courage to speak.

“Unbehave of Logan. We apologize for our incompetence. The mafia lord was way too powerful, he shot Lugan dead into various pieces……

Vera didn't let him say a word when she fired 12 shots at their head killing all of them at a spot.

She stared at the dead sight of them and a feeling of happiness flushed down her body. She can't be sad over two things, this has buried the rage she felt.

“Xavier.”

“Yes, my lady.”

“Do what you know how to do best.” that was the last she uttered before stepping out of the room. She dropped into her car and zoomed off.

Vera pulled into the pack of a famous bar. She stepped out and walked into the bar sophisticatedly, taking a seat and calling to the bartender.

“A bottle of Jack Williams.”

“Noted.” he penned the order, bowed and walked out.

While Vera awaited the bartender, her blood was boiling in rage and her heart was beating faster. She had thought that killing all of those men would help restore happiness, but now she knows better, cause it didn't fucking anything for her.

“I just want to watch you suffer Elena. I want to have you within my reach and fucking mess you up. I want to have you crawling to my feet while I make you wish and crave for nothing but death!” she gritted angrily, stamping her feet on the floor and turning oblivious to her environment.

The bartender walked back with her order and he dropped it on the glass table for her. She paid him off and began to dawn the content.

“Easy, you might choke on it.”

Vera looked up and her eyes caught a glimpse of the man, whose melodic voice almost swept her off her feet.

She scoffed and took her face away.

“To what do you care?”

“Let's say I do not.” he shrugged and took a seat right opposite her.

“Excuse you, young man. I do not need your company.”

He smiled and stared at his drink, before taking a gulp from it and then turning back to smile at her.

“You sure do not think you do, but you badly do.”

“Who are…”

“I know you want Dante. And I could help you get him.” he caught her off.

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