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Chapter 140: I Am Falling For My Professor? Chapter 140: I Am Falling For My Professor? Angelia

My hands were sweaty as I walked to the classroom, I hated walking into a room full of people. This was precisely what I had wanted to avoid, I cursed myself for forgetting the time. Like I had been afraid of, there were plenty of people already there but luckily most of them were either on their phones or talking to others. Some were watching anyone entering with a bored expression.

Taking an empty seat as near the front as possible, I opened my bag and pulled out my notebook. and a pen. A couple of minutes later, the professor walked in and began teaching almost right away. I was just relieved that she didn't try any of those icebreaker games with us, I wasn't a fan of them. The awkwardness was too much for me.

Two of my classes went by quickly and I only had one more before I could go home. It was strange being back at school after three months away. I had gotten so used to my summer routine and I felt a kind of longing for those days. Don't get me wrong, I love my major but I felt like my plate was already full enough without adding anything else on it. Again, I thought about how having two jobs, going to school and having time to be with my dominants, all the while having time for homework on the side would work out.

Nkay had given me today off but that was the end of her consideration which was already much more than any of the other bosses I have had. It was like I could take many days off anyway, I still needed to be able to pay my bills. I knew my men wouldn't hesitate to help me but I would never be able to ask them for money. Something, I felt like twenty-four hours in a day weren't enough, there were so many things I had to do that by the end of it, I had only managed to do half.

Aside from a few hellos to some people I shared classes with before, I didn't talk to anyone which was all the better. When I was nervous, I found it hard to hold a conversation unless it were with friends.

"Ahh, Miss. Hartwell!" Someone called out and I stiffened, recognizing the voice.

"Professor Gilbert." I greeted as I turned around to face my former professor.

Professor Gilbert was a man in his late forties with a bald head and a beer gut. I was happy when I finished his class, he was quite unnerving to be around.

'Hope you had a nice summer?" His eyes dropped to my tank top for a split second before looking. back up at me.

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Chapter 140 I Am Falling For My Professor?

Suddenly feeling uncomfortable and exposed in my low neckline, I shifted on my feet. As much as I wanted to hide the swell of my breasts, I was afraid any move on my part would bring his attention back to them. "Yes, it has been good. What about yours?"

I was too polite for my own good, all I wanted to do was ignore him and walk away but my manners held me in place. Damn my parents for raising me well.

work again. I will miss you

why he even said that, I had literally never been more than I had

on

is nice."

get going, my class will start soon. Have a

day as well,

last month they had been coming out the fucking woodwork. Professor Gilbert had always had a weird thing for me ever since I ran into him at the cafe before I officially became his student. We had only exchanged a few words, mainly me apologizing for literally running into him. From the first second I started his

had been my favorite spot to relax at

really say? He had never done anything wrong, not really. They wouldn't care that he had looked at me a little too

sight did I pull up my schedule for today and look at it. I saw that I had Business management which I thought should be interesting. I knew from my adviser that this course was popular and filled up quickly but I had been lucky enough to get a spot. It was also one of my required courses so I was relieved that it all worked out for me. This time, I was early and managed to get a seat in the front, I always hated sitting in the back where I had to strain to hear the professor and struggle to see the board.

I Am Falling For My

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Joyce's friend, right?"

"Yes, I am."

woman is badass, I had a class with her last year and she fucking

am a little bit in love with her." I chuckled a little,

It was her beauty

remembered that."

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thrown out racist remarks that had my stomach turning. If Joyce hadn't already talked to the department chairperson before telling me about what had happened, I would have marched right down there to do it

could get her phone number? I would love to ask her

will have to ask her, I won't give out her number to strangers." I said it

am Godwin by the way, it

class, welcome to business management." Our professor, who must