Contract Marriage With My Mafia Student

Davina's Pov: " turn around baby girl " I smiled and winked at a guy in the crowd as he said and whistled, I danced and swayed my body sexily against the pole to the beat of the music as the crowds roared and cheered happily. I let go of the pole and walked slowly as I swayed my waist in sexiest ways and slowly bend to the men who yearned to touch me, I leaned forward to them as some smacked my a*s which annoyed me very much but I had to hold in my anger from slapping them for the tips they were putting in my b*a straps. I continued to dance and swayed more for their perverted eyes and their lusty gazes which were so fixated on me, after awhile my time came to an end and I stepped down from the stage and started to make my way to my dressing room. My name is Davina Martin a 36 year old professor at Università Cà Foscari, a big famous University in Venice. You'd wonder why a professor like me would be working as a pole dancer in a nightclub, well I'm doing this because of the money. I have a sick mother who had been admitted in the hospital for years now back at home, her medical expenses and everything is on me since it was just the both of us. She needed a heart transplant but I couldn't afford that just yet, so she's making do of the medicines for now. That's why I need to work hard to quickly put together the money for a heart transplant, she's the only one I had left and I didn't want to loose her too. Tho the pay from the University was good but I had to find other means to take care of my needs too, pole dancing was the only night time work I could get. I was so lost in thoughts that I didn't notice people walking towards me until I bumped into one, I yelped out in pain and quickly took a step back " I'm sorry I didn't didn't see you coming " I quickly apologized since I didn't want it to turn into something big, in the nightclub just little misunderstandings can turn into bar flights and the workers here can be harassed anytime. I started to silently pray hoping the person I bumped into wasn't those type of people who turned small misunderstandings into big problem, I had my head down the whole time scared to raise my head up to the person as I noticed muscled men behind him. " it's okay, I am at fault too " my heart started to race and my face heated up as he spoke to me in his beautiful Italian accent, I raised up my head to meet his gaze focused on me and I stared right back at him. " he looks so young, what's someone as young as him doing in such a place with these broad chest men behind him? is he from a mafia g**g? " I thought to myself my eyes widened as his face started to look familiar to me but I just couldn't remember from where I had seen his face before, my job here in the nightclub was a secret which I didn't want anyone to find out about because I could loose my work at the University if they found out. He smirked at me playfully which sent my heart racing terrified before he walked away from me, I hurriedly followed after him and grabbed his arm as I caught up to him. He abruptly stopped in his tracks due to my sudden action and before I knew it one of the men following him harshly grabbed hold of my neck in anger, " how dare you lay your hands on the boss?! " he angrily said and I started to struggle in his hold as I was slowly loosing my breath. " let go off her! " he turned and glared dangerously angry at the man making him shiver terrified and he quickly let go of my neck, I fell down on my knees as tears fell down my cheeks and I started to shake in fear. The people here were not to mess with and I knew that but I messed up because I was irrational, my job was on line which made me loose all my cool and grabbed him. I flinched and quickly pulled away from the guy as he squat and looked at me pained and worried " I'm so sorry about this, let me take you to the hospital to get that treated as an apology " he said to me in a low tone and I quickly shook my head in denial, tho he didn't seemed harmful but I still didn't want to get myself involved with them and I just wanted nothing more than for them to leave. " it's fine I'll take of it myself " I saw pain flashed in his eyes for a moment as I said that to him, " then let me at least pay for the medical bill " he sadly said to me as he brought out his wallet from his pocket " actually it's .... " " I won't take NO an answer " he cut me off as I was going to refuse the money he was giving me and I kept quiet as he raised his voice and I sensed anger, he passed me a lot of dollars which made my eyes widened up stunned. Even with all my tips and the pay from the club it couldn't measure up to what he gave me, infact even my pay from the University couldn't measure up " but it's a lot " I quickly said to him as he stood up and was about to walk away " take it as my way of admitting to fault " he smiled as he answered back in his Italian accent and walked away leaving me dumbfounded, my head was so messed up as I tried to recall where I had seen his face before but I couldn't. I quickly cleaned off my make-up in my dressing room and quickly changed back into my clothes and walked out of the club and hailed a taxi home, after taking my shower I heated up my dinner and ate. I laid under the cover of my bed and hugged my pillow tight thinking about my crappy life, it wasn't that I was happy with the way I was working at the nightclub but I had no other choice. To survive somewhere far from home without anyone to depend on I had prepared myself for the worse before I moved here in Venice, complaining about it now wouldn't do me any good. But what I was scared was the identity of the guy I ran into, I just was so sure that I knew him from somewhere and that I had definitely seen his face before but I couldn't recall exactly where and it scared me. I felt so depressed as I couldn't afford to loose my job, it was the only way I was slowly able to afford my mom's hospital bills and getting into such a distinguished University wasn't a small deal as I had to beg my college professor to help me with my submission. I was lost thoughts as my eyelids became heavy and my consciousness slowly started to fade away, I tugged myself well under the cover and turned over for the night. I stretched and groaned as I felt the heat of the morning sun, I quickly got down from the bed and walked into the bathroom to get ready for work. After dressing I stared at myself in the mirror as I slowly traced my fingers on my bruised neck, I flinched as I felt it sting and I wrapped a scarf around my neck not wanting it to show. My whole body ached and I was very exhausted but I had to keep myself invigorated, I took my coffee and ate breakfast before walking out of my apartment to the bus stop. I greeted my colleagues who were already in the office and went to take my seat at my desk, i started to prepare my lesson notes as I had a class to teach in less than thirty minutes. " Davina did watch the news? " Teresa one of my colleagues walked to me as she asked, she was one who liked to gossip a lot so I always wanted to maintain a distance from her but yet still she kept coming to me with her friendly smiles. " no, I woke up a bit late so I couldn't watch any news " i continued to work on my lesson notes not wanting to be bothered by her, Teresa walked excitedly over to me and took a seat at the end of my table which made me stopped writing and I raised my head at her in anger. I quickly took quick deep breaths to calm down and I smiled brightly to her " what was the news about? " the only way to get her out of my way was to give in to her and she'd leave after, " there was a shoot out between two mafias last night around Molocinque club ... " I felt my heart sunk as it started to pond loudly in my chest, that was the club I worked at and I was there last night. I just couldn't believe her words as everything she was saying was so hard to process " what time? " she stared at me worriedly as I asked her in panic " Davina are you okay? Oh Dio you look so pale, you shouldn't worry about such things. This happens a lot here, you should get used to it by now " she quickly said to me in her Italian accent, she could speak English fluently but when she speaks in a hurry her accent changes into that of Italian. " I'm fine I just wanted to know what time it was, so that when I go home I'll try to see whether I can search for the news " she sighed and smiled feeling relieved, but the fact was I was feeling restless and panicking as shiver ran down my spine. No one from the club had called to inform me meaning everything was okay there, but I was feeling restless because if it's became a police case I'd be summoned and my identity as a professor in Università Cà Foscari could be exposed. I could end up loosing both my jobs and it terrified me. " it was around 12 " " I left early around 9 yesterday because of what happened " I sighed slightly as I recalled the reason why I had to leave the club early last night, " that was a blessing in disguise " I muttered underneath my breath. I usually go on stage two to three times a night but last night after my first gig, I couldn't go back on stage because of what happened to me and the boss told me to go home. " did they say which mafias had the shoot out? " she shook her head as I asked curiously, she left me after she was done giving me the news and I quickly finished up with my lesson note. I walked out of the office and made my way to my class. I sighed as I walked into the class with students full " ah, as usual business class is always bustling with students. " I muttered giving business lectures was very tiring as most of the students here in the University were business students. The students welcomed me and I smiled brightly and quickly turned on my professional mood on, I placed my books on the table and opened attendance register and started to call out their names. It was going smoothly with me calling out their names and them responding but it went silent after while as I called out a name, I waited for a minute for response but still nothing and I decided to call out again " Vincenzo Cassano? " " Isn't he the mafia boss everyone talked about? I heard he is very young and a first year " I thought " here " the response finally came in but it seemed the person just walked into the class, I was angered by his audacity to report to class late when I was already here. I felt my body went cold as I turned to look at student, it was the guy I ran into at the club and he was smirking at me as he stared back " I'm sorry Prof, I was delayed by the traffic " I could sense his tease from his words as he spoke in his accent, my heart started to race faster in my chest and I started to feel dizzy as my legs felt as if they were about to give up anytime. Infact they haf already given up and I was using the table as a support, he stared at me playfully and amused and I could tell he actually recognized me last night but he chose to pretend not to. I felt very scared and my whole being was screaming at me to say something since he was waiting for me to give him the permission to proceed to take a seat, I would've immediately sent him out if I was in my right mind but now I was conflicted and terrified. " what if he spreads out my secret after I sack him? what if he goes straight to the director's office when I sack him? " my thoughts were terrorized and I felt short of breath " Prof? " he waved his hands at me bringing me back to reality, " this can't be happening to me! " I muttered as I felt tears brimmed in my eyes threatening to fall. I could've never imagined that I'd be backed to a wall by my own student, the look on his face made me terrified more as he smiled brightly and smirked playfully staring straight into my terrified eyes.