Contract Marriage With My Mafia Student

Ch. 10

Davina's Pov:

It's been three days now since the incident at the Cassano's happened. Even though I was afraid to step out of the house, I managed to gather my courage when the director of the university rang my phone. He told me if I don't show up myself the next morning I was going to lose my job.

Well, I was afraid when I heard him say that. The director has this eeriness in his voice that even when he talks to you in a calm tone, you can't help but quiver from just his voice. I may be married and have everything at my disposal, but I didn't want to over cross my boundaries. Regardless of my present status, I want to continuing working, it was due to the benevolence of one of my professor's from college that i managed to get the job. I'm a girl who grew up the hard way, and I still want to keep the principle mom always taught me. She said before you eat, you have to work for it. That is what I intend maintaining.

This morning I almost got up the same time as Vincenzo. I didn't even know how to address him. One side I was mad at him and the other side of me wanted to talk to him. "Good morning," I said after I grabbed my slippers from his bedside. I wonder what they were even during there. "Good morning, hope you slept well." He said with an angelic voice. The same angelic voice which saved me the day at the club.

"Sure, hope you did too." I said coldly. I quickly got into the bathroom and took a shower. I made it real quick, I did not want to waste a lot of time there.

Done, I walked to the section of the closet reserved for me. I took out a pink box pleated skirt and a white sweatshirt, I flipped them on and wore a black leather sandals. As my hands rested on the doorknob, Vincenzo interrupted me.

"Hey, why are you quick in leaving? Won't you wait for me?" He asked with a seductive voice which sent shivers down my spine.

"Humm, I can't go with you. M-my friend is waiting for me out of the gate." I f*ucking stammered.

When he asked me to wait for him I didn't want to. I did not want to arrive on campus in his car. I did not know how to say no, the only thing which came to my mind was to say my friend was waiting for me outside the gate.

"Okay." He said coldly. He had a white towel wrapped beneath his waist, his well-built chest was exposed making my thighs hitch. Davina, you better stop feeling those. He is your student goddamn it! I scolded internally.

*****

I arrived at the university one hour ago, I stayed in the study room preparing for my lectures when the bell rang. Just now, and it was already 9 am? I'd better go and start my lesson.. probably my students are in.

Entering the lecture hall, all the students had their eyes focused on me. They were normal looks but I could feel their eyes piercing through every layer of my skin. I scanned the whole class to visualize if everyone was present before I commence my lesson. Everyone was in class except for my so-called husband.

Not waiting for a single second, I began with giving the lectures. After fifty minutes of lectures, that's when the almighty boss arrived. He was wearing blue jeans, a white handless T-shirt that exposed his tattoo and brunette Chelsea boots. He was sinfully handsome in those clothes.

When he entered, I kept quiet, with my eyes only that observed his every action and admired his body. Damn, he was wearing his wedding ring. This left me with one question in my head, was he serious when he said he loved me?

I quickly got that question to the back of my mind, and fully concentrated on my class. Just right after Vincenzo walked in, a student seated at the back bench said in Italian. "Non capisco"

He said whispering, and another student laughed. OMG!, clammy sweat sipped from my pores. Did the students suddenly discover about my marriage to Vincenzo? I couldn't understand their tongue which made me sweat in my palms as anxiety filled my heart and soul. My gaze shifted to him, and he instead grinner playfully at me. He blinked his one eye at me while gently smiling. When he felt my uneasiness, the smile on his face vanished away.

"Hey dipshit! what don't you understand on the topic?" Vincenzo asked the student who threw the slang.

Meaning the student was trying to tell his friend he wasn't understanding in Italian. Finally, my heart beat got back to normal as it was set to ease. It was beating twice the normal rate.

After I brushed over the issue, I continued with my class until it was time for me to get out. I can't believe Vincenzo had his eyes on me through out the whole lecture. It was becoming unbearable for me, luckily the bell rang, indicating for me to bring an end to my lectures. I gathered my stuffs immediately and bolt out of the class.

I don't know if after my class they were still going to receive another lecturer since i only knew the time for my lectures. I just hope they would, I don't want to get home the same time as Vincenzo. Standing by the road side, some miles away the school. I stood waiting for a cab. The day was indeed a stressful one. I had been burning under the hot sun for the past twenty minutes. Just when I heard a car hunk, I raised my head up, thinking it was a taxi. Behold, it was Vincenzo in his red sports car.

"Hey, come on in." He said, lowering his windshield. Though his voice was low, one would have thought it was an order. From his seat, he stretched his body and opened the door for me. I walked in and clutched by black purse to my petite body.