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MY Possessive Mafia Men Chapter 146: Is She Okay? Chapter 146: Is She Okay? Marshall

She was my student, Riccardo and Kingston she knew went to my school they didn't tell me. I wasn't talking to my friends and Angelia wasn't talking to me, it was a mess all around and I was too much of a mess myself to do anything about it. I had never been this angry with them before and I couldn't help but feel betrayed by them. Strange to think that only yesterday morning, I had woken up with excitement humming underneath my skin and been so ready for the day to start. Teaching was my passion and f**I had missed it these past could of months.

My first class teaching corporate finance had felt amazing, it was good to be back. If this would be my last semester for a few years, I had plans to savor it, of course, needless to say, it all went downhill from there. The second I saw her, my heart practically stopped beating and before I registered that she was actually there in my class, all I could think about was how beautiful she beautiful she

looked. My beautiful baby girl but then, that moment was up and my heart started beating again, so ****g fast that I almost thought I was having a heart attack. Usually, I could sense her the second she was nearby, it was almost impossible not to when she outshined even the sun but this time. I had been too distracted to notice that she was sitting only a couple of feet away from me. I had taken in her tense form and willed her to look up at me but she wouldn't move her gaze from the notebook in front of front of her.

A second turned into two and then three until I had to force my focus to the girl behind her whose turn it was to introduce herself. I couldn't concentrate on what any of the students were saying, my mind too tuned in to our girl. When it was finally her turn to present herself to the class, I froze. Her eyes met mine as she stood up from her seat and I had to quickly shut down my emotions or else the other people would see just how deeply I had fallen for their fellow student. It broke a piece of me that I had to pretend she meant nothing to me when in reality, she meant the whole f***ng world to me. In a matter of weeks, she became my most important person. The absolutely worst part about yesterday, though, was the heartbreak clearly written across her face. I could tell that her overactive mind was hard at work, she didn't even realize I had already fallen and there was no way for me to undo it now, not that I wanted to. It was crazy how well I had gotten to know her in such a short amount of time. She was just so easy to read and I loved that about her. Most people, including me, hid behind fake smiles or in Kingston's case, a very real scowl because showing our true feelings left us feeling vulnerable. But Angelia, she hid nothing and in that class, I could read her every thought and emotions. I could read her heartbreak and her resignation just like I had read her love and adoration two days back. She already thought we were over and a part of me knew it was because she cared about me enough to let me go and I couldn't let her that happen. It hurt watching her like that when I 146: Is She Okay?

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Couldn't do anything to out her at ease. It had taken everything in me to not haul her into my arms and wipe away her sad expression with kisses until her beautiful smile once again resurfaced.

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Then she spoke with a strong steady voice with her broken gaze and it made my breath hitch. I wanted to tell the class to get the hell out of there so I could be alone with my girl. I had longed to hold her and tell her everything would be okay because we would replace a way to make it work. I loved being a professor but at the risk of losing her, I had chosen to risk my job in a heartbeat. As the class went on, I didn't know what the hell I was doing. I went on autopilot, my mind wasn't thinking about the other students or the material we would cover throughout the course. No, my mind was focused entirely on the girl I couldn't even look at because my gaze would surely soften It I did. it I did.

The kettle on the stove whistled, bringing me out of my thoughts but only momentarily while I got my tea ready. My eyes felt itchy and dry from lack of sleep and luckily, I didn't have any classes to lecture today because I looked and felt like pure s*t. I was tired and I was hurt and I was f***ng pissed. Looking at my watch, I sighed like I had done every five minutes, wondering how much time was enough to give her. I had told her I would be waiting for her call but the call still hadn't come and I was afraid she would use that overactive brain of hers to talk herself into leaving us. Again, I couldn't let that happen. How much was even time? I was getting sick with worry just sitting around waiting for her. Part of being a dominant was knowing what your submissive needed and sometimes we knew even better what they needed than they did themselves.

I had learned how her brain worked and we needed to talk things out before too much damage was done. So why the hell was I simply just sitting here? I made my decision and grabbed my phone and the car keys and went straight for the car. My phone rang just as I backed out of the driveway, one looked at the car stereo and I saw it was Riccardo calling. I hit decline, f****ng idiots. Both of them. I had known them since college and never once had they lied to me. Friends are the family we choose for ourselves, that was precisely what we had done. We had chose each other, they were the ones I trusted the most and they ended up letting me the f***k down. If they had told this to me before she had become my student, we could have been more prepared for this. Instead, it blindsided us. After I had called her yesterday, I went straight to Riccardo. He was our go-to guy if we needed to talk s**t out. I figured I would just vent about the messy situation Angelia and I had found us in. What I hadn't expected to happen was him and Kingston already knew she was a student at my school. He tried to explain but fúck, I was so p***ed his words didn't even register and yes, I might have called him a b****rd and I might have regretted it the second it was out. These were the men who had my back for years and I had theirs so to say I was hurt was an understatement. Kinston hadn't tried to replace an excuse when I had called on him next to tear him a new a****le. Instead, he had let me yell, not even trying to defend his actions and that just made me angrier. 2/4

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The thing was, I wasn't just p****d at them for keeping it from me but also Angelia. If we had known what we were walking into on the first day of class, it would have ended differently. She wouldn't have been heartbroken because by then, I would have already eased her worries. She would have known she mattered more to me than that job no matter how much I loved it. I cared about her even more. We would have ended yesterday differently because we would have known that we would still be okay. I drove to her place in record time, now that I had decided to see her, it couldn't happen soon enough. Standing outside her building door, I pushed the button to her intercom and hoped she wouldn't turn me away. "Who is this?" A man asked, making me tense. "Marshall, who are you?"

Why was there another man in her apartment? The intercom went silent for so long, I was about ready to call the ass-wipe who owned the building to come and lock me in. Turned out I didn't need to because the door to the building opened up, revealing her friend, Andy and he looked looke seriously annoyed. I wondered what his deal was.

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"Should I expect Kinston to come running down Angelia's door too?" He muttered with a heavy dose of annoyance.

"What does that mean?" I asked but then shook my head.

"You know what, it doesn't matter."

What mattered was seeing Angelia. I pushed my way past him and ran up the steps until I got to her floor, pausing only when I saw blood on the floor right by her door.

"What the hell happened here? Is she okay?" I questioned him that followed along behind me.

"That is not her blood." He simply said.

"That wasn't what I asked, is she okay?" I demanded to know which surprisingly made him look even angrier.

"Is she okay?" He echoed.

"What do you think?" I didn't actually think she was okay but that was why I was here in the first place.

"Look, I know she got hurt when she found out I was her professor but..."

"Of course, she was hurt by that but she was even hurt by you guys lying to her since you fucking

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met ther. That is why she cried herself to sleep last night, not because she found out she was your student."

Wait, what? I must have looked confused because he continued talking.

"The private investigator, does that ring a bell?"

Oh, f***k.

"I know how much she cares about you guys so I will say to you what I said to Riccardo. You better f****g fight for her because if you don't, you d** well don't deserve her." Andy didn't wait for a reply as he went into her apartment and slung a bag over his shoulder before coming back out. "Oh and one more thing." He said, stopping in f