The Professor Who Loves Me

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mind when he licked my blood from his fingers. It was sinful a

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my head.

to go swimming after

t with one of our students assaulting a student from a normal local school, the team got disbanded. In fact, they stopped all te

back, which I definitely don't want her to see. My st

they didn't stop the swim team sessions, even if we can't com

mention it to coach? I'm su

ling sound. "Now you'

"I'm only me

ver her chest. "I get enough shit from him

ou want me to me

a fucking asshole and won't leave me alone?"

principal of the academy? I'm sure he c

me enough for me to run crying to Principal B

of her orange juice. "Shall we head to the

." I glance toward Professor Luigi, thankful he's no longer s

anting more from Blaine Luigi. It's clear he's wicked beyond compare after the way he tasted my blood lik

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as we rush down the corr

u took so long to finish the ass

tated breath. "He

far the nicest professor at the school, but now she's gone and Luigi is covering. We

e of the shut classroom

pale as I push open

igi's as they narrow. "You two are late," he says, the c

y fault. I thought we had enoug

see me after c

rags me to our seats at

ith Luigi in less than a

cing in Nat's direction. "It was be a few minutes late or turn up with m

to reply, but she

s, slamming a ruler on

e is accompanied by fear now after he showed me a glimpse of the darkness that

my desk, giving me some room to breathe again. "I believe

e classroom, knowing that he won't be lenient on his punishment

nt. There's no doubt after what I witnessed in that basement that Professor Luigi has what it

ked up reason, I