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Tempted By My Mafia Professor

Chapter 4 Make you pay

Word Count: 1189    |    Released on: 14/11/2025

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pounding so hard it almost hurt. T

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ck. "First, you kill someone. Then you show up here preten

, knowing curve of his lips that made my

calmly, straightening his sleeves li

out," I said bitterl

hat made the room feel smaller. "Yes,

I never asked yo

taking a slow step forward.

on!" I shouted. "I didn'

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od ran

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r mind. That's it...I'm going to the police. I'll tell

take another step, his hand shot out...grabbi

s body towered over mine, close enough that

and smooth, like a threat wrappe

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feel so muc

ing to push him off, but it w

r. "That there's a man named Sebastian Adams who doesn't exist? That he

tighten

ssed, his lips brushing my ear. "I sa

voice breaking. "Please... don't

instantly. His hand lo

, almost tenderly. "I

hed away a tear from my cheek. His

" he murmured, ti

speak. I

omething cold int

id quietly. "But d

his desk with the same calm,

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at if

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and pushed the poli

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buzzed above me as a middle-age

professor named Sebastian Adams in your school...and he's also responsible for t

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to be a professor. You need cre

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the staff directory, and scrol

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talking abou

ly spoke, his tone low. "

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g, "if Rafael Santoro wants you, Miss John...then he

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ed space. I

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dangerous, and

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overing my mouth, the other pressing me against

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make you pay for ru

in my chest, but

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