*𝗘𝗹𝗹𝗮 𝗠𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗴𝗼𝗺𝗲𝗿𝘆*

Releasing an annoyed sigh as the annoying sound of my alarm went off, I clenched my eyes shut in hopes of this just being a dream and that it wasn't time to get up for the start of my college classes.

Sadly, it was.

Groaning, I tapped the button of my alarm officially shutting the blaring contraption up. Peeling back my covers I sat on the edge of my bed stretching my tired limbs.

Summer break was over, it was officially time to go back to college. I only had a few months left before graduation where I would be set to take over my father's industry, studying business.

My father came from wealth and in the end he built himself even more wealth, a legacy in his industry. My father and I had our... differences. We weren't exactly close but I knew it wasn't his fault, he was raised that way and after my mother died we became distant.

He is a good person, does many things for me so I can succeed but sometimes I just wish we could have that normal parent and daughter relationship.

I could never blame him though, he tried his best to be there for me after mom had died, I knew it was just as hard for him as it was for me.

Though my father is well known I try to make sure that I am not, I didn't need distraction from other people at the college, I didn't want to stand out it isn't something I strive for - I would rather blend in.

I moved states away from my home town to attend college, I made sure I thrived in school just to get the opportunity. Luckily it had worked and for the past two years I have been attending WSU - Washington State University.

Washington state was a beautiful place despite the rain. I wanted to explore, to get away from my stressful life in my hometown in New York. I wanted to venture out and see other opportunities. I had made a life for myself here.

I didn't want to attend college in New York. That was not the dream I had.

My father had no issue with it, he had made sure I was well set up in a flat of my own near the campus providing me with everything I would need.

Sighing, I stand to my feet starting my morning routine as I strip from my pajamas that only consisted of a large shirt as I made my way to my bathroom.

Once I was down showering and refreshing my personal hygiene, including brushing my teeth. I moved to my closet picking out a pair of white comfortable pair of joggers with a light pink long sleeved crop top seeing as Washington state was mostly drowsy, but I love it nonetheless.

Glancing at my clock to see the time, I was happy to know that I had enough time to stop at my cafe before heading to class.

Checking my bag I made sure I had my laptop including all my textbooks I would need for today.

Grabbing my keys I open my door exiting from my flat just in time to see my neighbor, Mabel Ruth. She is a kind elderly woman, sixty to be exact, I had grown quite fond of during my time here.

She is widowed, her husband had passed a few years ago. She also was maid for people, often times a nanny for other peoples children, she enjoyed her job and she always enjoyed the children the she babysat for.

She had told me many sweet stories of all the children she had been a nanny for, her face lit up every time.

She loved children, she had several grandchildren of her own that I have met on a few occasions, she visits them or they visit her every chance they get.

Her face lit up the moment she set her eyes on me and I returned her enthusiasm with a wide smile of my own.

"El, dear, good morning!," She chirped.

"Good morning, Mabel!," I chuckled softly, waving as I walked to toward the exit of our building.

"Have a good day at college! Try not to have too much fun!," She hollered, laughing as she shook her head.

Rolling my eyes while I smiled I waved her off one last time before making my way to my car.

In no time I was in front of the cafe one I visit regularly and the only one you could find peace in, it felt homely.

Walking into the cafe, I smiled waving at Darcy behind the counter who smiled upon seeing me, giving me a small wink as she grabbed two to-go coffee cups already knowing my order.

The second one being for Scarlet, the only friend I had made since I had been here, the only person who didn't use me just because of my status in New York because of my father.

"Sweet pea, excited for class today?," Darcy struck a conversation as she blended the coffee, smelling divine.

I groaned, shaking my head which caused her to chuckle lowly at my dismay.

"A few more months and I am done," I sighed, slightly stressed for today.

She smiled, nodding, "Knock them dead today, El! Give Scarlet my hello!"

She handed me the coffees and I smiled in return, giving her a twenty, leaving the change with her as I gave her a wink.

The chime of the door dinged notifying that there was another customer.

"Will do!," I smiled, "I'll see you on my break," I chuckled.

She nodded giving me one last smile as I turned on my heel almost bumping into a broad chest.

"****," I sighed, "I'm sorry," I apologized.

Looking up from the chest to look at the man I had almost spilt the coffees on and my eyes caught the most dazzling green ones staring down at me, for a moment I had almost forgot to breath as my breath hitched.

Taking my time to notice the man, he stood tall hovering over me and I had to crane my neck to get a good look at the man.

He was wearing a well tethered suit that hugged his body nicely. His hands and knuckles were littered in tattoos and I was suddenly curious if the rest of him was covered in them.

His beard was well shaved, there was not a single detail on this man that didn't scream untamed, no, all of him was well tamed and put together nicely I couldn't take my eyes off him.

His eyebrow was arched, his green eyes sparkled amusement as his lips quirked into a small smile as he peered down at me.

"Shit, sorry," I muttered, adverting my eyes as I quickly moved around the man taking my exit.

He probably thinks I'm a creep.

Not complaining though because I could honestly say that he was gods gift to woman, very appealing to the eyes.

Shaking my thoughts from the man, I drove my way to school campus parking in the first spot I found open.

Stepping out I slung my bag on my shoulder before grabbing the coffees and making my way to the quad where I met Scarlet every morning before class.

Upon seeing me she squealed, her eyes lighting up the moment she saw the coffees walking over to collect hers.

She took a long sip, moaning dramatically as she did so.

"I felt the devil leave my soul the moment the caffeine touched my tongue," She commented, both of us walking to our class.

I rolled my eyes, chuckling at her words but honestly I felt the same. She suddenly gasped, gripping onto my arm as she stopped us from walking any further.

"Did you hear that Professor Carson retired?," She questioned, I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion, "Yup, he is gone. I heard from other students that we have a new Professor, apparently he is good looking," She wiggled her eyebrows.

I looked at Scarlet as if she had just grown two heads, utterly confused.

"You're joking," I snorted, rolling my eyes.

She shook her head, smiling, "Nope, you are lucky, I should have chose to study business," She sighed dreamily.

Chuckling at her antics I pulled away from her linked arm, waving slightly as we both head out separately. Pulling open the door to the class I sauntered in, moving through the crowd of people who were finding their seats.

Taking my seat in the third row, I plopped down in my chair, setting up my laptop as we waited for this new teacher.

After a while everyone found their seats, the side door near the front of the class swung open. My eyes trailed down his attire - I know that suit.

The moment he stood in front of the podium my mouth went dry when the same green eyes I saw not too long ago shifted around the class.

Momentarily they stopped at me, his lips twitching slightly before he cleared his throat removing his eyes.

"Good morning," His gruff voice sent a chill through my spine, velvety smooth with a think accent.

Italian.

His accent thick as he spoke, no one could miss the thick accent his velvet voice held. I was at a loss for words, clenching my thighs together to stop the unspoken arousal I felt the moment he spoke.

I wanted to hear him in his native language, to hear the Italian words roll perfectly off his tongue. Being the daughter of a business man it is key to know other languages for when you travel for business, I had learnt Italian, French, and Spanish growing up, enduring long hours of classes my father had provided me with.

"As some may know Professor Carson has retired," He mentioned, "I will be stepping in his place," He continued, "Artemis Mariano, call me Professor Mariano, do not by any means call me by first name basis," He pointed out, narrowing his eyes at the class filled with students.

Artemis Mariano.

His name sounded so smooth, it was like heaven to my ears.

I rolled my eyes at the multiple lustful stares the girls in class gave him, scoffing under my breath.

"Let us get started then," He rubbed his chin, nodding his head.

His eyes shifted back to mine and I suddenly forgot how to breath, my breath hitching the moment his eyes clashed with mine and I felt - aroused.

Those green eyes.

****, this was going to be a long day - a long last few months.

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"Today we will be learning how to understand the psychology of business," He explained, looking around the class, "Business psychology is the study and practice of improving working life, a key part of learning business," He continued.

I sat taking notes on my computer, watching him from the corner of my eye as he walked around explaining business psychology but it was almost hard for me to concentrate.

"It combines an understanding of the science of human behavior," He continued to explain, writing on the large board, "With experience of the world of work to attain effective and sustainable performance for both individuals and organizations," His accent strong, gruff.

Releasing a light sigh I wrote down everything he bullet pointed on the board as he explained the understanding of business psychology, it was hard to concentrate. While taking notes I could almost feel his alluring green eyes on me.

Against my better judgement my body betrayed me as I looked up catching his eyes as he walked to the front row, laying down a stack of papers to be passed down to the others in the row, doing the same to the second row.

Stopping beside me he counted out the amount of papers needed for my row before handing them to me, his hand skimmed mine and I kept my eyes low not daring to make eye contact. I could feel my cheeks heat up, my lips parting while goosebumps rose on my skin the moment his hand touched mine.

Finally looking up his eyes skimmed my computer of what was opened, his lips twitching slightly curling into an almost unnoticeable smirk before his green eyes met my blue ones, my legs felt weak and I almost felt as if he was trying to read into my soul with his piercing gaze.

"Pass them down, Ms. Montgomery," He whispered, his tone husky as he dragged out my name falling perfectly from his lips.

Clearing my throat, I merely nodded before he walked past while I grabbed a sheet for myself and passed the others down. The sneaky man had dared to find my name but I was okay with that, I had never heard my last name sound as good as it did falling from his mouth.

The way he purred my last name had me dripping with need and my **** throbbing, I was finding it even harder to concentrate on anything with my aching *****, clenching my thighs tighter together.

F@ck.

I avoided all eye contact with the man for the rest of the class, trying my hardest to take the notes that I needed. Looking over the paper he had passed around, I made notes on the side typing what stood out into my notes on my laptop.

"Tomorrow we will review business psychology," He mentioned, "I expect everyone to study tonight, I will be asking questions as well as a short quiz," He shifted his eyes around the room watching as everyone nodded, including me.

"Dismissed," He gave a curt nod, his voice gruff.

Quickly I closed my laptop sliding my various things back into my bag in a hurry to escape, not wanting to be caught in another trap of his green eyes. Standing from my seat, I waited for the hoard of people to clear out before I made my way into the line to leave.

"Ms. Montgomery," His thick accent called out to me, stopping me from taking another step.

My head snapped over to him, he was now seated behind his desk leaning back in the chair as he rubbed his perfect jawline, drawing me in with his eyes yet again. He motioned with his hand for me to come forward. My eyes glanced at the exit, sighing before I made my way down to him stopping in front of the desk.

"Yes, Professor Mariano?," I whispered, my shoes looking more interesting at the moment as my nerves built with anxiety.

"Look at me when you speak," He demanded, doing as he said I lifted my head looking him in his eyes, "Brava ragazza (good girl)," He smirked.

Sh!t, I'm soaked.

I was glad that I didn't make eye contact the moment that rolled off his tongue.

My cheeks flamed, I could feel the heat radiating off my burning cheeks my lips parting in shock understanding what he had said but I was beyond aroused at his daring words.

"Y-you wanted to speak with me?," I mumbled, trying to stay strong.

He nodded curtly, pursing his perfect soft pink tinted lips, unconsciously I licked my own as I thought about what his must feel like.

Stop, Ella, he is your professor.

I had to keep reminding myself of that thought but it was hard to when the Adonis man stood a matter of a few feet away from me.

"I understand you are on the Deans list, are you not?," He raised his perfectly sculpted eyebrow.

Biting my lip anxiously, I nodded softly giving him a soft smile.

"I see," He hummed, "My office is open from three to five, I had an understanding that you helped Professor Carson grade papers after school," He inquired.

"I did," I nodded, confirming.

He hummed, rolling his lips together as he rubbed his jawline.

Pure perfection.

Focus, Ella.

"Starting tomorrow you will come to my office from three to five, Si?," He suggested, although it sounded like a demand, "Don't be late, hm?"

"I won't," I gave him a bright smile, nodding, "See you tomorrow!," I beamed

Walking away I was excited, not only for being on the Deans list which I was proud of, I worked hard for everything I earned, I had been on the Deans list for the past two years.

That was not the only reason I was so excited, no, the reason being him yet he made me so anxious.

Exiting the building I found Scarlet already waiting for me leaning against the wall as she typed fiercely on her phone.

"Scar, you are going to get brain damage if you keep staring at that thing," I chuckled.

She jumped hearing my voice, lost in the world of her phone. She narrowed her eyes at me huffing when she almost dropped it on the pavement, rolling her eyes.

She linked her arm in mine as she practically dragged us to our next class that we shared this time.

"Is he as hot as everyone says he is?," She question, smirking at me.

I furrowed my eyebrows, confused at her question until I realized what she had meant. I laughed, nodding my head.

"Definitely," I chuckled, shaking my head.

"Lucky b@tch," She teased, "All my Professors are old, definitely not something good to look at," She muttered.

I laughed, following her inside of the next building as we took our seats beside each other. I was waiting for our break hour, I was starving seeing as I didn't eat breakfast although I never do.

Class started as the Professor walked in, immediately going into the lesson. I sat taking notes the entire time but my mind was still somewhere else as I did SO.

For the next two hours in the class it was like that, I was entirely distracted today no thanks to a man with alluring green eyes.

Finally the professor dismissed the class and Scarlet and I hurriedly packed our things. Others rushing out of the building.

"I won't be joining you for lunch today," Scarlet gave me an apologetic smile, "Jameson is taking me out for lunch today," She explained.

I shook my head smiling, "That's okay! Have fun!," I waved her off.

She gave me a quick hug before heading out the door and I followed suit, both of us going our separate ways.

Jameson is Scarlet's boyfriend of three years, they went to the same high school here in Washington State and on their senior year they had started dating.

They were an adorable couple, no doubt, you could tell just by looking at the guy that he was head over heels for Scarlet and I was happy for her.

I never had a boyfriend, I was always too focused on my studies or other things that helped snapped my future to take over my father's company. Plus I am sure if I ever did have one they would just use me for my title, that wasn't something I want.

I wanted a real relationship if I were to ever have one, not one built on lies and bullshit, using me for their own amusement. I wanted what Scarlet had, their connection was strong and beautiful.

Sighing at my own thoughts I pulled up to the small cafe where I had got my coffee this morning, excited to eat.

Darcy, beamed giving me a wave and I sent one back as I took my regular seat in the booth in the far back corner. Pulling out my laptop I decided to go ahead and study for tomorrow, pulling up my notes.

The first day back and I would already be having a quiz tomorrow.

Darcy came over smiling as she placed my regular order in front of me which consisted of my over sugared coffee and club sandwich. Darcy happened to own this small cafe, it was a cute and quiet place where I could find peace, it was tranquil.

She never failed in making the best food, everything on her item was pleasing but her famous clubs sandwiches were my favorite.

"How was the first day, sweet pea?," She asked softly, giving me a kind smile.

"Tiring," I groaned, "I already have to study for a quiz tomorrow," I huffed.

She chuckled, squeezing my shoulder in a kind motherly way.

"Don't worry, dear, you are smart and I am sure you will do great!," She beamed.

The door chimed and Darcy's eyes widened slightly, excusing herself to hurry and take the persons order.

I sighed, taking a bite out of my sandwich as I continued to review my notes until a tall figure stood over me, their shadow casting over catching my attention.

Looking up my eyes widened upon seeing Professor Mariano, smiling down at me.

"May I sit?," He questioned, his thick accent sent chills down my body.

Clearing my throat I nodded, smiling and he wasted no time I sliding into the seat across from me, making himself comfortable.

"Professor Mariano," I greeted him softly.

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I had no idea what drawn me to the little beauty in front of me, giving me a kind smile. The moment I caught her eyes this morning it was like I could not get her out of my head.

My feet had moved on their own accord when I saw her sitting alone, scrunching her small button nose at the screen of her laptop while she took a bite of her sandwich.

She is adorable.

Shut up, you're her Professor!

There was something about the small petite girl in front of me that I found so intriguing, I wanted to get to know her more.

Her hair was long, a dirty blonde color with wide doe brown eyes. She could not be any taller than five-four at most, she had to crane her neck every time to make eye contact with me.

Where as I stood at a tall hight of six-four, I had to look down at her. For something so pure and innocent looking I did not expect her to cuss like a sailor the moment we met this morning

Ella Rose Montgomery.

F@ck me, even her name screamed perfection. I did not miss the way her body shuddered ever so slightly when I called her by her last name, I was smirking internally that I had caused such a reaction from her.

"Ella," Her name rolled of my tongue perfectly, testing it for my own pleasure.

Her doe brown eyes snapped up to mine and I had to stifle a groan as her tongue darted out and ran softly over her bottom lip.

"Yes, Professor Mariano?," She asked, her voice no less than angelic - music to my ears.

The way she said Professor had my **** stirring in my boxers, daring to become erect. F@ck me.

"Tell me about yourself, hm?," I asked, sipping on my coffee, "I already know you are a golden student who has been on the Deans list since you have been here," I chuckled slightly, "Tell me something I can't find on paper."

She laughed softly and god I felt my heart race at the sound, smiling at the blonde beauty across from me.

"Not much to tell," She shrugged, "I have always just kept my nose in the books. Nothing really interesting."

I hummed, curious about the small girl who lived behind books.

"No hobbies at all?," I inquired, raising an eyebrow.

"Drawing," Her face lit up as she mentioned it, "But it has been a while since I've found time to do it. I just never have the time anymore."

Drawing.

The look of excitement and how her eyes sparkled when she mentioned drawing had me smiling like a love struck idiot at how adorable I found her.

You're her professor.

Nodding mentally at my own thought, I kept repeating it to myself as I looked at her. This was beyond forbidden yet I could not help myself.

"If you love drawing so much then why didn't you pursue it?," I wondered allowed, immediately she frowned.

She sighed, a small cute pout on her pink thick lips. I had only hoped I had not went too far or upset her, but I was curious to know.

"Uh... hard to make a name for yourself in such an industry," She shrugged, "I guess that's why they call them starving artists."

Lying.

I could tell she was lying by the way she frowned, avoiding eye contact as she clenched her fists but I let it go - for now.

"Tell me about you," She said softly, changing the subject, "Besides being a business professor," She chuckled.

I chuckled, shaking my head but inside I was raging mad, carrying dark secrets that led me millions of miles away from Italy where I now lived in a rainy area, Washington State.

"Like you, I kept my nose in the books," I shrugged, "Being a professor you don't have time for many hobbies."

She smiled brightly and f@ck, did that smile stir something inside of me.

"Your name, it's unique," She pointed out, smiling, "Artemis, the daughter of Zeus and Leto, twin of Apollo," She mentioned.

My name had never sounded so good before, so appealing than it did when it rolled off her tongue. My jaw clenched as my cock stirred, coming to life as it pressed against my boxers creating a visible bulge in my trousers.

"Most of my family has Greek mythology names," I pointed out.

She smiled, nodding, "So you did have something interesting to share," She teased.

I chuckled, shrugging a shoulder lazily as I nodded.

"It appears that way," I smiled, "How do you know so much about Greek mythology?"

"My mother, she loved it. My passion for art steams from her," She smiled fondly, "We had a favorite arts museum we used to visit quite frequently," She chuckled.

Although she smiled I could see the sadness behind her brown eyes telling me that her mother was no longer here, my heart broke for the girl.

I understood more than anyone, I felt her pain, I had experienced her pain myself.

"I didn't get a Greek mythology name like you but my name stems from Greek," She smiled proudly.

I hummed, smiling, "Is that true, hm?," I asked, genuinely curious.

She nodded, "My name means beautiful, fairy maiden, and Goddess," She explained, "Not only does it stem from Greek but Norman and Hebrew as well."

I had never heard a name fit so well for a person, I liked my name but it didn't fit me as a person. For her, well, her's fit like a crown.

"Il tuo nome si adatta alla perfezione (your name fits like perfection)," I muttered in Italian, looking at the beauty.

Her cheeks turned bright red, an underlined smile playing on her lips, clearly hearing the Italian I muttered and I was grateful she didn't know what it meant.

I checked my watch, realizing lunch hour was almost up and I had one last class before today ends even though I would much rather be here with her.

"I have class in ten minutes," I sighed, "Do you have another class?"

She nodded, packing her things back into her bag giving me a small smile. A lady came over, the same one from this morning and when I had walked in earlier, collecting our dishes as she gave Ella a bright smile.

"I'll see you tomorrow, sweet pea," The woman chuckled

"Same time," Ella confirmed, giggling softly as she gave the woman a wave.

Ella stood from her seat, turning her attention back to me.

"Grazie per il complimento (thank you for the compliment)," She whispered,

shyly.

I stilled in my seat watching her give me a small wave as she walked past me laughing. She understood Italian and spoke it as though she had lived there her whole life, it rolled perfectly off her tongue sending blood rushing straight to my cock.

F@cking he!l.

She understood what I had said earlier when I held her behind in class to discuss her being on the deans list.

I was wrong, so favcking wrong when I thought she didn't understand. Another interesting thing about the intriguing girl and I was dying to learn more.

Subtly adjusting my throbbing cock as I cleared my throat I laid a nice tip on the table for the woman before quickly making my exit so no one could see the still persistent bulge in my pants.

Through the rest of the day my mind played over and over about the petite beauty, she was embedded in my thoughts.

When five O' Clock had hit I packed my things in a rush to get home. Stepping outside I rolled my eyes at the rain that started to come down, I basically now live in tropical tundra.

Speed walking to my car I quickly got in and pulling out of the school campus. When I finally made it home, I pressed on the garage button in my car and quickly parked my car in the garage before exiting my vehicle.

Walking up the stairs, I rushed to Athena's playroom excited to see her after a long first day back at work. Leaning against her doorway I watched as she brushed her dolls a hair, smiling, showing her small dimples.

"La Mia piccola principessa (my little princess)," I cooed softly, smiling widely.

Her head snapped up, dropping her down as she quickly stood to her feet and quickly I kneeled down opening my arms wide as she ran towards me.

"Papa, I missed you," She nuzzled her small face in my neck, mumbling.

"Me too, principessa," I rubbed her back, carrying her in my arms as I made my way back down the stairs.

After dinner that Mrs. Ruth had left prepared for us, I laid Athena down for bed, tucking her in. With one last glance, I exited her room making my way down the hall to my own.

Sighing tiredly, I ran my hand down my face before undressing. Walking to my bathroom I turned on the warm water to have a shower, stepping in.

My mind infiltrated back to Ella, her soft voice speaking Italian. Everything about the girl stood out, I knew I was her professor something I couldn't pursue but it did not stop my wondering eyes, I felt no shame as I took in her small yet perfect frame.

I groaned softly, my c@ck standing long and pr@minent, thr@bbing for a release at the mere thought of Ella.

The tip of my c@ck glistened with pre-c@m, coating my t!p. The silver metal piercing on my c@ck, the Prince Albert piercing, slightly moving as my c@ck throbbed and twitched at every constant thought of Ella.

Giving into the forbidden thoughts of my student, my hand wrapped around the l*ngth of my c@ck, fluttering my eyes shut as my head tilted back, thinking nothing but d!rty thoughts of her as I gripped my c@ck firmly pumping my l@ngth in a fast pace motion.

I wondered what her soft plump lips would feel like wrapped around my cock, filling her mouth to the hit, gagging as she took every inch.

Grunting, I pumped faster running my thumb along my sensitive t!p. Very vivid thoughts of Ella had me gr০aning as I strived for my release, my b@lls tightening and my stomach formed in a pl¢asurabl¢ knot at the thoughts as I became more vigorous with my pumps tightening my hold around my thr0bbing ¢@ck.

"Ella," I grunted, her name r0lling off my lips.

Imaging how good her p!$$y must feel, how warm and w¢t, inviting me for a taste. Groaning loudly, I came, my c@ck twitching out its release as I pÙmped my hand a couple more times, grunting in pl¢asure.

Favck.

I'm favcked.

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