My Professor Mafia Boss Is My Husband

♡︎NYLANYER POINT OF VIEW♡︎

Life is boring because here I am, alone again in our house. I don't know if that man is always busy with his friends instead of me. Tsked!

Of course, I have my own house, our house.

Because I'm a married woman, and what's even funnier is that our substitute professor at the university where I'm studying is my husband. I am eighteen, and my husband is twenty-four years old.

Do you know the feeling of being alone? Hayst! has the pleasure of killing because he is always away or comes home late.

My brain is still flying, as if I'm floating every time I'm worried about something. What if he's doing something else? Hayst! I just don't know. He had pain in the bangs, even though I don’t have bangs.

But what would I do when my cousin's childhood friends married us, whom I considered my older brother? Anyway, I had a crush on Dylan, so I had the courage to talk to Mom and Dad, and I was young at that time, about five years old, and he was eleven years old.

I am an only child, and the person who was determined earlier as my older brother is my cousin Tristan. Gosh!

So, that's what happened. They arranged us for marriage, like, hello, they command. When I was a child, I said that I would marry him soon. I also don't know, but I'm sorry I asked them for this, and now my husband was my crush when I was young, so look at me now. I am married to someone who doesn't love me. It's funny, but it's true. My husband doesn't love me.

Anyway, I'm wondering when I'll be able to love Dylan. Marco Goggins As I said, he was a professor at the university and a multi-billionaire. So, he even bought a subdivision for people who just live somewhere.

Tsked! Maybe he's more in tune with pedagogy than I am, and maybe he looks more perfect than I do! Damn, no one is perfect.

I still remember when I cried beside the acacia tree because I could clearly see him with calmness right in front of me. And the funny thing is, that woman is one of our professors too, Ms. Agustin. Well, she's beautiful, but hell, my husband is the one she's messing with.

So, as I always see him, his face is disgusting. Besides, what he does is flirt with our professors, all women and young women.

I was here in front of our house. It's Saturday, which means no classes, but my husband is not here.

At the very least, he was forced to marry someone like that when I was a child, but can you blame me if I'm truly this way?

Anyway, where is that idiot going again? Haller! It's the weekend today, but he's not around, or maybe he's visiting his girls again.

Besides, I always think about this thing when he can love me as much as I love him.

I'm beautiful. My eyes are gold. My eyes are rare, so my eyes are sexy. I'm also a bit tall, and I really love him. Hayst!I just love him. But why do I feel this way?

This man is so painful in the heart that it's like I'm drowning because there's no one to save me. This is a man who can kill you over and over again every time he's with someone, and it's not me. Feel me!

Even if it's just a kiss on the cheek, I'm okay, I'm satisfied, as long as he just gives me time, even for a moment, because I'm still his wife.

Yes, I'm just asking for some time. Did you know that even ‘HI’ or ‘HELLO’ received nothing from him? The pain, the pain, just really.

Hmmm! Instead of meditating on it and worrying about what's happening to me, I just call Mae. because I want to wander around the mall. So that I don't get bored and have different thoughts, I might just go crazy here.

"Hello," I said to her, because she had answered in less than a minute.

"Why? You were called!" she answered me. Just wow! Thanks! She's very rude and seems always angry or mad at the world.

"Tsked! Let's go shopping!" I said to her, as I took my clothes to my walk-in closet for me to wear.

"All right, I'm in!" She said at length, "as long as you're paying for me, you know I don't have money. The scope of my life is begging from people who don't like my beauty." She said at length. Hell! It wasn’t her drama that first came to my mind, but the pay for me damn!

"Sure, no problem." I wanted someone to be with me while I changed my clothes.I still smile when I think about how I became her driver, the animal. Hahaha.

"Yes! Thank you, Sissy. You're the best!" She answered me while she was still laughing on the other line. See, she's very plastic! Hahaha! Shameless, but she is still so strong for me. 

"Your plastic Do you know that?" I told her while still laughing, and so did she.

"I know, I know, don't remind me that I'm plastic. Anyway, see you bebz," she said to me. See, she knows she's plastic. Hahaha.

"See you too!" I said, and then the call was turned off.

I also looked in the long mirror in front of me and smiled. And I'm alone now. Yes, I'm alone. My parents left me. I have a husband, but he never cared for or loved me. It hurts. I smiled first, as I looked in the mirror and stared into my sad eyes.

That's right, Nylan! "I know you're a strong woman, so smile," I said bitterly to myself.What's wrong with me? Tsked!

I just went up to the kitchen quietly. It was quiet because there were no people in our house, so I could get dressed and put away the cup of coffee I drank.

After I washed the cup, I grabbed my towel and went to the bathroom to take a shower before picking up my good friend.

I will give everything I have, with all my heart and soul. But I was ignored. You traded it for someone else.

Not me anymore, love again. I don't want to be hurt again. You are right with me. Alone aside, as long as I can't afford it yet, love, love others. Hahahaha, owooohhh, ohhh!

I sing in the bathroom while taking a bath, because this is what calms me down whenever I'm sad. Besides, it's just a stress reliever. I don't want to be stressed because of the events that are happening to me right now.

After I took a bath, I went straight to my room. Yes, my room, because we have different beds. It's also okay to avoid him, you know. Tsked!

I chose shorts and off-shoulder clothes. It was only now that I noticed that my beautiful, smooth, white legs were very close together. I'm really sexy, but he can't even see me. He will take care of his life.

I just put lipgloss and powder on my face, and I just wear flat shoes because I'm not too small. It seems that my husband and I are up to our shoulders in this.

I looked again at my posture in the mirror. I could still see the sadness in my eyes. I don't know, I became like this when my parents disappeared from my side.

Although I don't want to mention my parents, I miss them so much. Even without them, they really took care of my marriage to the person who doesn't really love me.

Besides, I could clearly see my beautiful face reflecting in the mirror, so I just smiled hard. Before I got up to pick up my wallet, I put my cellphone in my sling bag, and, of course, I took my car key while running. since 2:00 p.m. that afternoon.

I started my car, and as I pulled it up, I could still look around as I focused on the road and see a lot of things that had really changed. The clean scene has become dirty. People change, and the world changes too.

When I met the guard house of our subdivision, I blew the guard's horn and he came out, so I smiled at him.

"Mister guard, could you please just tell my husband that I'm going to the mall for a little while?" I asked the guard stationed at the gate.

"All right, Mrs. Goggins, you can count on it," he replied to me, so I winced when he called me. Mrs. Goggins, I was going to be thrilled, but I just didn't go on. Because he doesn't like me anymore, nothing should be thrilled.

"Thank you," I said, closing the mirror on my car.

I blew the horn before I left the place where he was, and it waved back at me.

I was just shaking my head as I traveled to Mae's apartment. I know if that person is frowning and bored. So, I just speeded up the operation.

From a distance, I could see the witch. Obviously, she had been waiting for a while, because she seemed to be whispering in the air, as if she was a beggar sitting on the sidewalk. There was just not enough alcohol and cigarettes in front of her.

So when I got close to her, I even blew the horn, which made her jump in panic, so I lowered the window of my car.

"Have you been there before?" I asked her because she frowned as she looked at me, scared, thinking she was going to grab me.

"Yes, a while ago, Filipino time really," she said to me and sped away and walked around, but that's not all she did because she was accompanied by the difficulty of looking at me and then she got into the passenger seat. I just shook my head because of what she was up to.