My professor

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POV CHRISTIAN

That night as soon as we got back to my apartment she sat me down on the toilet and took care of my bloody knuckles, even after I told her it was fine, she insisted. Then we spent the whole night in each others arms, along with Sunday where we cuddled up on the sofa and binge watched "pretty little liars" she said she always wanted to watch it but never had the mind to binge it, so we spent all Sunday doing exactly that, we cooked breakfast and lunch but as for dinner we ordered in. I most say at first I was hesitant about the show, I didn't wanna watch it but agreed becouse... she wanted too.

God I'm done for

Then later that night I drove her back to the school and walked her to her room, I made sure she was okay before I left and made sure she had my number so if anything happened she could call me, not that that bastard Robbie could hurt her since he was locked up in my warehouse a little outside New York waiting for me, she understood that I had to take care of that problem  so after a very long goodbye which was mostly becouse of me since I was too worried to leave her alone.

Byt now here we are, I'm walking into the warehouse at almost midnight ready to torture the fuck out of Robbie.

My phone in my pocket with sound on so if she texted I'd immediately know.

I watched as each of my men bowed as I walked past to get to the room where Robbie is, once I front of it I didn't waste a second before pushing it open a smile forming in my face as I saw him bound by the chains in the wall, he's striped naked just as I wished with a tight rubber band on his dick slowly stopping the blood of circulation.

- hello again -

I say, I rested my blazer jacket on the chair in the corner and slowly rolled up my sleeves to my forearms, as I looked at all the things spread out on the table, every possible torture device for my use.

This is going to be fun...

***

- fuck you! -

He spit out blood as I cut another toe off of his foot, the room reeked of blood and death, it's been 3 hours since I showed up and I've been having the time of my life.

It's been long since the last time I tortured anyone, mostly becouse since I moved to New York 16 years ago I'd mostly stopped doing dirty business for my father (key work: mostly) but damn me I missed it, I missed seeing them beg for mercy that I would never grant, I missed seeing their life slowly fade away, it made me feel a rush of adrenaline, it made me feel alive, like I had control over something, I guess that was my "eating disorder" for Gabi. She dealt with loss of control by controlling how much she ate, I did it by torturing others, at least until I moved to New York, then I stopped, becouse I gained back control, I went to university and became a teacher.

Now I'm here, fucking grinning as I cut off another finger on his hand.

Gabriella haven't contacted me except from a small text that read "I just got in bed, I'm okay, I just wish you where here:("

It made me almost drop this revenge and go back to her to fall asleep with her in my arms, but no, I willed myself to stay and only give her a quick text in response. "I miss you too baby, sleep tight and dream of me;) I'll see you in the morning in class"

I just know I made her smile with that text even tho I didn't see her reaction and she only set a heart to it. But I know Gabi and I know that comment about dreaming about me with the wink made her at least smile,

Okay back to reality Christian!

My inner voice said,

Right!