On My Professor's Bed (Xee Write) novel Chapter 51

Dangerous affairs with my professor.

Chapter 51.

Elena stared into Dante's eyes, the hate in her eyes slowly fading away, replaced with the urge to hear him speak.

“Then why did you leave me there all alone? Why did you yell at me and ask me to get out without any consideration.”

Her voice came out gently in a low whisper.

The room went silent for a while, and not a single sound could be heard, not even a sound of their breath, just Elena staring into Dante’s avoiding eyes.

“Were you tired of me? Did you ask me to leave 'cause you wanted to get rid of...”

“Don't say that sunshine.” Dante’s finger pressed against her lips as he stared into her mesmerizing eyes.

“Never say such words sunshine. I can never think of getting rid of you, I asked Antonio to come pick you up yeah I will never think of hurting you.”

“That makes it more confusing Dante.” it was the first time she was getting to call him his name so confidently, without the thoughts of his age making her feel disrespectful.

Elena’s hand walked its way to his cheeks and she palmed his face, her hand caressing his cheeks softly while she stared into his face with hazy yet squinted eyes sorting for answers.

Her pussy was dripping and she hated how much he was messing with her head.

She hated how his hard member was poking her stomach and making her crave him yet she couldn't have him cause this had to be sorted.

Dante’s hand held her wrist and he shut his eyes, kissing her hand softly. He was a finished man and he knew it.

“Stay with me, Lina. Please stay with me. I was scared of losing you, I didn't want you to die.” this part of him had been buried last 10 years, but now, it was coming back and he couldn't even do a thing about it.

“Die?” Elena asked softly, narrowing her eyes confusingly. Nothing about death looked like it was going to happen. Elena knew that Dante was a strong man physically and emotionally yet the utterance of death seemed to always make him uncomfortable.

“I wasn't going to die, Dante, no one was going to die.”

Dante pulled away from Elena and have a sigh, she definitely knew nothing.

He took fewer steps away from her, he was now standing naked in the middle of the room with his back to Elena, while she just stood there with the duvet wrapped around her body while she tried to comprehend every bit of what Dante's actions and saying.

Dante covered his face with his palm for some seconds and he heaved out a gentle sigh.

“When I was just seven.” he began subconsciously and Elena stood right there, ready to take in every bit of his story.

It seemed confusing to her the way he started but she was willing to listen. How could she not listen to the man who made her learn what attentiveness was, how could she not listen to the man who never failed to listen to her rants?

“My mum and I had stepped out that night to get my birthday cake. I had pressured her into getting me a birthday cake that night cause my dad didn't come early and just like every other day I thought he didn't have plans for celebrating my birthday for me..”

“I… I am sorry dante… I am sorry you had to go through all of this pain alone. You didn't have anyone to share your pain and thoughts with.”Elena sobbed gently resting her head on his back.

Dante pulled her away from his back and wrapped her into his embrace for a while, how could she be so sweet, crying for him, when he had never cried about it after that day? He didn't let go of all does memories, he was definitely going to kill his father! That monster deserves to die and he deserves to die by his hand.

Elena pulled out of the hug after a long while and stared up at his face, her eyes held his and searched keenly for what she was looking for yet couldn't find it.

The pain was only in his voice and heart, they were invisible in his eyes. How could a man be this strong? Elena stood on her toes stretching herself upward and leaving a kiss on his lips.

Indeed life was diverse, seeing a person so strong didn't mean that they did not have anything to worry about, it was just his ability to carry on like nothing ever happened.

“I am here now Dante. You could always tell me anything.”

Fuck! Dante hated this, it was okay to be vulnerable but he was the man here.

He leaned and kissed on her forehead.

“I will do everything to protect and make you happy Lina, that's my duty and not yours.”

“But.” Elena’s words trailed off as Dante carried her into his arm in one swift move, he walked them over to the bed and dropped her on the bed, covering them up with the duvet and letting their warm bodies press against each other basking in the pleasure their warm body brought to them.

Home. She was his home. Hylex was never his home. She was his real home!