Mr.Professor  |BWWM|

Mr.Professor |BWWM|

  • WpView
    Reads 3,491
  • WpVote
    Votes 108
  • WpPart
    Parts 9
WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing1h 0m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Thu, May 30, 2024
She's a struggling single mother who wanted to get her life back on track but she couldn't do so while worrying for her daughter safety,she had no family,rarely any friends only her and her baby girl. She then found a suitable school for her daughter and she decided to start her college career as a professional photographer. On her first day of college she finds herself in a class with many people and only one seat left which is at the very front of the class. She soon made many friends who accepted her even as a young mother. One day when she's picking her daughter up from school she sees her professor and turns out he had a daughter too. And over time both his and her daughter started becoming close to the point where they would want play dates and that what brought them together. She find herself liking him but knew the cause of a professor and student. And soon they became closer and closer together until they became too involved with each other lives. They wanted to break the bond they shared but they were already in the stage where they were too in love with each other to do so. He didn't care what other people thought about them but she did and he made her realize that she is the only person he's see's and cares for no matter what anyone else's says. And that made it clear to her that he was the one for her no matter what anyone thinks all she cares about is him. He was her savior the one who brought light to her and her daughter's life and no one could have ever gave her what he has given her now.
All Rights Reserved
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Healing Ivan Wattys2015
  • FINDING FOREVER IN YOU
  • If Not For Her
  • It Started in Spanish
  • My Destined Star
  • Solitude  (COMPLETED)
  • When His Heart Found Home
  • FEEL ME
  • Crazy, Stupid, Summer Sparks |COMPLETE| MaNan Fiction

*please I wrote this story at 16/17. I'm 28 and I crying because I would rewrite this in a heartbeat especially coz I sound crazy* so read with caution* I fell in love. I fell in love with a fairytale. Oh Yes I did. You know that one story that gives every little girl hope out there that good things comes to those who wait even in rare but simple gems like a glass slipper. This hope carried me far and beyond. It's a fairytale that is relatable to any prospect of life. There will be your evil stepmother and evil stepsisters, your fairy godmother and your one true prince. It is a fairytale that understands the element of surprise: That what we seek can sometimes appear right in front of us without knocking on our doors. Most especially, it's a fairytale that understand the importance of love: A true prince may not come in shape of perfection but regardless of the imperfections and flaws, he would still remain perfect in your eyes. Regardless of its flaws, Africa was my father and Nigeria was my prince. Africa was my birthplace, born to the greatest warriors on the planet: Shaka Zulu, Nelson Mandela, Cleopatra, Kofi Annan even Didier Drogba the famous footballer. Most especially it was my home. It was the place I learnt to walk, talk, run and now 200000 feet above the ground I look down at my home. Little lights flickering everywhere like fireflies contrasting with the dark night. Maybe one day I will come back to my father. My prince. My Ile.

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines