𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐎𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓
✧ Roman Sanchez and Aurelia Taraji ✧
"The problem is," He said as he leaned in, "If I kissed you, I won't be able to stop."
I shift my weight onto my other leg, "You wouldn't know if you don't...
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——————— 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍
I down my glass of water in one go as I finish up my second lecture for today with Aurelia still lurking on my mind.
There's something about her that's different. Something alluring and captivating that intrigues me towards her.
Although I feel this way, I need to lay low and back off of her for a bit. The last thing I want to do is throw myself at her and then suddenly dip without regret. I suppose it's my past life of whoring ways haunting me.
I'm not about that life anymore. Clubs and casino's don't interest me like they used to.
Women don't attract me.
And, no. I'm not saying I'm gay.
I just haven't found the time to focus on one woman and live my life as a CEO and professor. I'm at that point in life where I need to stop playing games and settle down.
I'm 37 for goodness sake.
My mamà has been pestering me over the years about giving her grandchildren. My all time response has been, "I don't know." And it's time to turn that into, "Yes, I'll find my lovely wife and give you grandchildren."
It's about time. I don't want to reach 50 without finding my person. My thoughts are interrupted by a familiar student calling my name, "Mr. Sanchez?" I look up at Madelyn. "I did the homework you assigned me." She hesitates.
After telling her off the first week of college, she's been very careful not me anger me and her attitude towards learning has changed. She might pass my class, who knows?
"Put it down." I tell her focusing back on my laptop. She places it on my desk as the rest of the students leave the lecture. I tilt my head staring at her, "Did you complete the analysis?" She looks down, "Yes, I did." I nod going back to my work and she takes that as a sign to leave.
Taking a look at my schedule, I lean back in my chair. I called for a mandatory meeting at 3PM. It seems someone has been stealing from my company, and I am not going to let them off so easily.
I grab my papers and put them into my briefcase. Striding out of campus, A few things need to be settled in the Dean's office. The attraction nearly all female students have towards me is the first thing that stands out. The hallway's pillars were ringing with commotion as I approached. "He's so hot." I hear a male student mumble.
I'm not oblivious to the fact the I am handsome. I don't have social media but I heard a few students including Riley snickering on about how they made a "Hot Woodland Hill's Teachers" page.
