Page 58 of Rejected By My Shifter Billionaire
A man who, for all how perfect his life might seem to the world, had so many layers to him that a lifetime might not be enough for Kassia to truly understand Alessandro Moretti.
It was a bittersweet thought.
She had alifetimewith the professor she had fallen in love with, the professor she had once thought was forever out of her league. A lifetime with Professor Alessandro Moretti, the man who had hurt her so much that even her own mother’s odd ways paled in comparison.
A lifetime...
Before Kassia knew it, she was already reaching for her phone inside her bag and sending the professor a text message.
Exactly three seconds later, and she heard the doorbell of her suite ring.
A nervous laugh escaped Kassia.Oh dear.This inhuman speed of the professor would take some getting used to.
Jumping out of the bed, she padded barefoot across the suite until she reached the door. Flinging it open, she found the professor standing perfectly still, an exquisitely brooding look on his equally gorgeous face. He had changed for the night, dressed in casual elegance with his black button down shirt and tailored pants.
Crap. He. So. Beautiful.
Dazzled and dazed, she wasn’t able to think of anything sensible and mature to say. “G-good evening, Professor.” It was lame, but it was the best she could do.
The professor didn’t return her smile. “You didn’t check before opening the door.”
She shook her head.
“You need to be more careful next time.”
She nodded obediently. “Yes, Professor.”
Sensing her wariness and knowing he was the reason for it, Alessandro asked lightly, “Have you turned into a meek little lamb because you know I’m the big, bad wolf?” Kassia visibly relaxed, enough to smile, which he returned.
Swallowing, Kassia tried to rein her nervousness in as she stepped back to let the professor in.
“Thank you,” the professor murmured as he entered the room.
Two ordinary words, but it was enough to have her heart slamming hard against her chest. Was it just her, or did the professor sound even sexier now? Kassia mentally cringed at the thought. She was so, so foolish.
Closing the door, she found the professor looking at her, his beautiful face still unreadable. But when he spoke, she knew exactly what he wanted to talk about.
“Kassia—-”
Panic, inexplicable but violent, surged up inside of Kassia.
She didn’t know and couldn’t explain why, but she just didn’t feel like she was ready to talk about the two of them.
She shook her head.
Frustration darkened the professor’s gaze. “Kassia, we must—-”
She suddenly had difficulty breathing. “No—-”
The professor’s chest heaved. “I’m sorry, little chick, but—-”
Desperate, she did the only thing she could think of to shut him up.
Kassia threw herself at him.
“What are you—-” Albeit stunned, Alessandro’s Lyccan reflexes enabled him to catch Kassia without fail. He started to ask what was wrong, but the moment Kassia was secure in his arms, she silenced him with a kiss. Then her arms went around his neck and her legs wrapped around his waist.
He tried to pull away, but she only kissed him harder in response. “Please.” When her voice broke, his heart cracked alongside hers, and he knew they wouldn’t be talking then.
