MY Possessive Mafia Men

Chapter 175

MY Possessive Mafia Men

Chapter 177: I Was The Emotional Guy

Chapter 177: I Was The Emotional Guy Marshall

"Ms. Hartwell, do you have a second?" I said before the girls could bombard me with questions after my lectures.

I looked at her, even if my stern voice wanted to mellow out for her, I kept my voice professional. She gave me a nod and walked off to the side with me while the other students moved past. Some of the other gils hesitated before they too walked away, leaving us alone. "What did you want to talk about?" She asked in her soft voice, the sound of it made me want to kiss it off her lips. Being her professor would be more challenging than I had first thought.

"What did he give you?" I blurted out in a harsh tone before I could bile my tongue,

That was not what I had planned on asking her. Her eyes widened, taken aback by my sudden question.

"W..what?" She asked, her brow scrunched in confusion. She looked so damn cute when she was confused.

"What did Godwin give you?" I asked, now determined to know.

"He handed you a piece of paper. What was on it?"

The realization washed over her as her mouth gaped ever so slightly before she swallowed.

"Oh, he just.. we just...he gave me his number. It is for school." She rushed to explain, looking like she had been caught doing something she shouldn't have.

She shouldn't accept phone numbers from guys who were clearly fucking interested in her, the fucking heart eyes he had given her could/

be seen from miles away.

"For school, huh?" I raised my eyebrows and she nodded.

"Yes, for school. It is for exchanging notes and such."

email suffice? Surely that would be easier for

gave me his number and

"Why not?"

next to each other for the entire

his seat in thought

move him," she shook her

you

sounding like

comfortable sitting next to me. I don't want

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to? The guy who is clearly

that all?" She asked, her

replied, letting go of

wanted to check in with you and hear if you

treatment?" A chuckle escaped me as

getting special treatment, it is me being a good professor. If any of my students are having a hard time with something and I know about it, I will always make sure

started to

I am doing okay, though. Your

""Good," I smiled.

office hours are Mondays and Fridays." "Thanks, I will

friend of mine, I am supposed to meet up with her in a

any longer." I said with

keep her, I was so fucking obsessed with this girl and I didn't know how I would be

title hesitantly, as if she wasn't sure if she should refer to me by the title of her professor or by my

will. In a way, the relationship between a professor and a student could, to some degree, be compared to that of a dominant and a submissive.

day and I will see you

do more than sneak a peek once in a while as I teach. I could only hope she would forgive us soon and we could get back what her had before because this wss practically torture. I waited until she left before gathering my stuff and returning to my office. I had a couple of hours of work before

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