MY Possessive Mafia Men

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."

suffice? Surely that would be easier for exchanging notes." Her

suppose so, but he gave me his number and it wasn't like I could decline

"Why not?"

other for the entire semester. I would

in thought before returning

could move him," she

want you

sounding like a damn

sitting next to me. I don't

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sitting next to? The guy who is clearly flirting with

all?" She asked,

letting go of the whole Godwin situation for

wanted to check in with you and hear if you

you said I wouldn't get any special treatment?" A chuckle escaped me as I shook

having a hard time with something and I know about it, I will always make sure they are not struggling in my classes. You have missed some lectures, so I want to know

she looked embarrassed, her cheeks started to glow with

am doing okay, though. Your

""Good," I smiled.

me if you need extra help with the materials. If you are not comfortable using my phone number for anything school related, my office hours are Mondays

I am supposed to meet up with her in a

won't keep you any longer." I said with a hint

I didn't know how I would be able to be close to her only two days a week and then simply

appreciate you checking up on me." She said my title hesitantly, as if she wasn't sure if she should refer to me by the title of her professor or by

call me, the professor made my dick twitch, which was not the appropriate time to get turned on. I had never had a professor-student kink but something about the way her mouth formed around the words was nearly impossible to resist. It didn't help that I knew her intimately, I knew how her body responded to mine. How prettily she submitted to 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

day and I

couldn't 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