You ever have one of those crushes where things get way too complicated? Then look at Isabella, who is about to take you on a wild ride through the messiest crush ever. She’s drop-dead gorgeous, fierce, and she just happens to be Angelo’s teacher—yep, his teacher. But this isn’t your typical teacher-student situation. Things heat up faster than you can say “forbidden love” when their paths cross in the most unexpected way—on a plane. Trust me, nothing about this romance is smooth sailing. It’s messy, scandalous, and it’s one secret that’s too hot to handle.
When We Fell (Forever Yours) – Teacher Student Sex Story
PROLOGUE: (The night together)…
Is it a sane fact to be crazily in love with your teacher?
Isabella is one of the hottest girl you will come across and you don’t want to let go of.
She is beautiful, perfectly well made with those curvy shapes that could make a man go crazy.
Isabella is a teacher. Probably the hottest teacher ever.
What happened when she got promoted to teach at the school branch in San Fransisco where she met the most craziest guy ever?
Angelo is a playboy, a handsome one at that that girls go crazy just by staring at her.
He is wealthy, arrogant and the baddest playboy ever.
What happens when they both got into the same plane together, and one thing lead to the other?
Isabella is the type of girl who believe men are scam, and just have sex with whatever random guy she met.
And what happened when it turned out she was his teacher?
Wanna find more on this story?
Then grab your popcorn and get ready for this mind blowing story.
Genre: Dark Romance, High-school, Forbidden love.
Theme: Candy Hearts.
Author: Succy J.
CHAPTER 1 : A Teacher’s Forbidden Desire on the Plane
(MOUNTAIN AIRLINE)
“Ladies and gentlemen, Good morning. Welcome on board mountain. This is captain cole speaking and I have some information about our flight. Our flight time today will be approximately 10 hours and 40 minutes and our estimated of arrival In destination is san Francisco is 17h00. The weather is sunny and clear. The temperature in san Francisco is now 36 degrees celsius and a bit overcast. We are currently third in line for take-off and are expected to be in the air in approximately seven minutes time.
We ask that you please fasten your seatbelts at this time and secure all baggage underneath your seat or in the overhead compartments. We also ask that your seats and table trays are in the upright position for take-off. Please turn off all personal electronic devices, including laptops and cell phones. Smoking is prohibited for the duration of the flight. We wish you a pleasant flight. On behalf of our crew Thank you for choosing Mountain Airlines. Enjoy your flight”.
“Damn! Do I really have to go?” She grumbled, as the aeroplane started moving slowly. Next there was a loud roar from the engine, and the plane started moving faster until it was lifted off the ground.
She really didn’t want to leave Australia to another country but she don’t have a choice.
She watched outside the window, enjoying the beautiful view as the airplane take off.
Well it has always been her dream to be transfered to a more developed branch and her dream are finally coming true.
She drank from her juice slowly, staring out of the window.
You know that feeling when you felt someone was staring at you, that was how she felt right now.
She turned sideways only to see him staring at her, while biting his lip.
She rolled her eyes.
This was not the first time she was getting that look.
Who would not look at her?
Isabella is the most beautiful girl ever…I mean if you see her you would wonder how many days God used in creating such a beautiful lady like her.
A 22 years old beauty.
Her well curved shape that often lead men to go crazy over her….but yet she hate those gender so much just because of one man.
Isabella possesses a strikingly beautiful appearance that effortlessly catches the eye of anyone who crosses her path. Her physical features are harmonious, combining elegance and sensuality in a unique way. Her long, cascading locks are a lustrous shade of chestnut, occasionally catching the light as she moves, framing her captivating face. Her almond-shaped eyes, mesmerizing and deep, are the color of rich honey, inviting others into the depths of her soul.
Isabella’s figure is the epitome of feminine allure, with gentle curves that accentuate her grace and confidence. Every movement she makes exudes an air of poise and self-assuredness, captivating both men and women alike. Her fashion choices are impeccable, reflecting her sophisticated taste and love for elegance. Whether clad in an alluring and form-fitting evening gown or effortlessly stylish casual attire, Isabella radiates an innate charm that leaves a lasting impression.
Yet, Isabella’s beauty is not merely limited to her physical appearance. Her magnetic personality adds an unparalleled allure to her character. She possesses a sharp intellect and a quick wit, effortlessly captivating those around her with her engaging conversation and sparkling sense of humor. Isabella’s confidence is contagious, empowering and inspiring those who have the privilege of being in her presence.
She winked at the boy, and bite her lips seductively, making the young boy gulped down.
You could tell yourself after seeing isabella, that she was the hottest girl alive and still wonder why her ex boyfriend left her.
If beautiful was a person, it should be her, if hotness was a person it should be her because she has it all.
He just couldn’t stop staring at her.
He could swear to himself that she was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen.
Isabella check the boy out and noticed how Good-looking he was.
No wonder the other girls in the plane can’t stop staring at him.
He had a heart shaped face that really suited him, his long hair was curled making him look more like a girl.
Angelo’s radiant smile and piercing eyes captivate anyone who crosses his path, leaving a lasting impression. His dark, tousled hair adds to his allure, giving him an air of untamed confidence. Whether dressed in impeccably tailored suits or sporting a casually fashionable ensemble, he effortlessly exudes style and sophistication.
Beyond his physical attributes, Angelo possesses a magnetic personality that draws people in. He is witty, charming, and quick with words, effortlessly navigating social situations with grace and ease. Angelo seamlessly moves through different circles and is equally comfortable in exclusive parties or intimate gatherings, effortlessly captivating those around him with his knowledge, charisma, and charisma.
His chest were exposed, showing his tattoos, which made him really hot and sexy at the same time.
He smirked, and wink at isabella who just rolled her eyes.
“Do you see that hottie over there staring at you?” Matilda whispered in her ear.
Who is Matilda?
She is the true definition of a true friend, the friend that can stand with you when you are down.
They have been friends for just a year though, but she is really the best.
She smirked.
“Of course I can see him staring at me… probably checking me out” Isabella replied.
“I mean why won’t he? Damn! Bestie you know how much I get jealous of you. Your beauty is out of the world” Matilda said.
“And yet I got dumped”.
Matilda rolled her eyes.
“Mike Is having fun being with other girls so you do the same”.
“Seriously in the plane?” Isabella yelled, drawing attention to them.
“So? Last night you had sex with a random guy in the car so what is the difference?” Matilda asked mockingly.
“There is a difference…I mean there are people here who might here our screams” Isabella replied.
Matilda Bursted into laughter.
“Damn bestie? Who cares? I once had sex with someone at the beach..I didn’t even think of the risk.” Matilda said.
“Have fun bestie, forget about Mike. He doesn’t worth your time and trust me you will forget him when you keep having sex with guys”
Isabella sighed.
She stared at the young boy who would not stop staring at her like she was a delicious meal being prepared.
She stood up majestically and walked up to the guy who would not stop staring at her.
She squeeze a paper into his hand, and walked to the bathroom.
Wanna have some fun? Meet me in the bathroom.
He smirked as he read the letter.
He knew how handsome he was, and no girl can refuse.
“Dude don’t tell me you are really gonna go.” Josh said.
“Yeah” Angelou replied.
“Dude what if that girl Is possessed. For me that girl is too pretty to be real” Josh said.
“You watch those films too much. Am not missing her for anything..not even your stupid advice” he said.
He walked into the bathroom..only to see a naked isabella.
He bite his lips as he stared at her sexy naked body.
He could swear she was damn so hot.
“You like what you see?” She said, biting her lip seductively.
He nodded.
She pulled him closer to herself, and kissed him immediately.
Angelo reciprocated immediately, wrapping his hand tightly around her tiny, pulling her more closer to him.
He traced kisses down from her lips, down to her breast.
He attacked his.
“Hmmm” Isabella moaned softly, her hand going through his curly hair.
He laid his hand on her shoulder, and softly, gently, it began to travel down the curve of her back, blindly, with a blind stroking motion, to the curve of her crouching loins. And there his hand softly, softly, stroked the curve of her flank, in the blind instinctive caress.
He broke free with muscular ease, unhooked her bra with composed expertise, found her nipple and flicked his tongue back and forth until it went hard
As twilight bathed the cabin in a soft, golden glow, Angelo and Isabella found solace in the tiny, dimly lit bathroom of the private plane. Their hearts were pounding, their connection undeniable. Their eyes spoke volumes, filled with desires that had long been left unspoken.
Angelo tenderly brushed a strand of hair behind Isabella’s ear, his touch igniting a spark that danced through her entire being. In that intimate space, time seemed to stand still as they reveled in the weight of their unspoken desires.
Their hands timidly intertwined, fingers interlocking as if promising an unbreakable bond. Each touch left a lingering electric sensation, sending shivers down their spines. The confined space of the bathroom only intensified the intimacy between them.
Isabella leaned in, her lips barely grazing Angelo’s, like a feather dancing on his skin. Their kisses grew deeper, filled with a hunger that mirrored their longing. The taste of anticipation filled the air as their bodies subtly swayed to an invisible rhythm.
Angelo’s hands began to explore Isabella’s body, navigating with a tenderness that spoke volumes of how he wanted to feek Isabella’s skin, warmed by the passion that enveloped them, reacted to his touch, her breath quickening.
As their clothes became an obstacle, Angelo found himself overcome with a desire to see Isabella completely, to connect with her on an even deeper level. Their eyes locked, silently asking for permission. With a nod of consent, they shed their inhibitions, revealing vulnerability and desire in its rawest form.
Their bodies pressed against each other, melding into one. Words were no longer necessary as they moved in perfect harmony, transcending the physical plane and delving into a world beyond comprehension. The bathroom walls, once confining, now witnessed the beautiful union of two souls electrified by an undeniable passion.
She went lower, her hands and lips – multiple mouths – taking possession of him, not giving what him what he wanted, but offering urgent promises. She anticipated what he wanted, which was a pleasure beyond desire, something like a refinement of gluttony, sucking the life from her, all the while soothing her with a satisfied purring in her throat.
The silken heat of her drove him to the brink. He managed to stave off his own satisfaction only by focusing every ounce of his thoughts on her. Her needs. Her wants. Ignoring the heady scent of floral fragrance and warm woman, Isabella concentrated on finding just the right touch that would please her, make her forget her own name.
He pushed her harshly, and wrapped her left leg around his waist ready to bounce on her.
He attacked her lip again, kissing her more harshly, and the other reciprocated trying to meet his pace but she couldn’t due to how rough he was.
“Oh my….” Her eyes went wide open and he thrust into her.
He was so damn big inside of her.
She could feel her p***y tearing up as he pushed into her.
He attacked her boobs as she stood with her back to the wall and now had his fingers between her legs. “Oh fuck!” ‘she moaned, her breath hot in his ear.
“You are so tight” Angelo whispered in her ear, and bite her earlobe softly.
As they reached their climactic crescendo, their bodies, entwined and consumed by the fire of desire, quivered in unison. In the silence that followed, their hearts remained intertwined, their souls forever connected by this moment of intimate vulnerability.
He pulled out of her.
They both heavily, trying to catch their breath.
“That was fun” Angelou said.
“Yeah.” Isabella replied.
She picked up her gown and wore it.
“And I hope I don’t see your face ever again” she said seriously, giving him that deadly glare.
She walked out.
Bryan frowned.
“I don’t wanna see your bitchy face too” he hissed.
(AIRPORT IN SAN FRANSISCO)
Ladies and gentlemen, Mountain Airlines welcomes you to SAN FRANSISCO. The local time is 10: 57 AM. For your safety and the safety of those around you, please remain seated with your seat belt fastened and keep the aisle(s) clear until we are parked.
“How was it? Was it fun?” Matilda kept asking…but Issabella just ignored her.
Isabella could feel Angelo staring at her but she just prentended not to see him.
He was lost staring at her. He can’t get himself why he can’t stop staring at her.
“Woah finally we are here” Matilda screamed as they walked out of the plane.
The cool breeze was so perfect.
“Can I get a picture please.” Matilda pleaded as she handed Isabella her phone.
She took it from her, and took a picture of her.
“WaW! This is so beautiful” Matilda said as she stared at it.
“Our ride is here. Let’s move” Isabella said.
They made to enter the car but someone pulled isabella out harshly.
“What the hell!” She yelled angrily.
She scoffed as she saw Angelo staring at her.
“What did you do to me?” He asked.
Isabella frowned, not understanding what he meant.
“I had sex with plenty of girls and I don’t even bothered about it… but you I can’t stop staring at you, or can’t get you off my head” Angelou yelled.
Isabella Scoffed.
“What’s up with you dude? It is 2 hour already and you have fallen in love with me? That is silly dude” Isabella said mockingly.
She tried to enter the car again but was dragged again.
“What’s up with you. Let her go” Matilda yelled.
“Can I have just your number?” He asked.
Isabella huffed.
‘Men will always be men’ she taught as she stared at him.
“How old are you?” She asked.
“19” he replied Immediately.
Isabella eyes widened.
“What the heck! I just had sex with a kid” she yelled in her head.
“Sorry kid I don’t f**k boys twice” she smirked, and entered the car.
Angelo gripped his hand tightly as he watched the car drove off.
No girl has ever talked to her that way.
“Damn! That was very harsh” josh said, laughing really hard.
He glared at him angrily.
“Did she just call you a kid?” Josh said, still laughing.
“I hate you so damn much dude” Angelou yelled in annoyance.
“Young master your ride is here” A guard said.
Angelo gripped his fist tightly.
He was really annoyed right now…
CHAPTER 2 & 3 : The Student-Teacher Connection
(Taming you will be fun)
(SOMEWHERE IN SAN FRANSISCO, 7:15)
As the first rays of the morning sun peeked through the ornate curtains of her bedroom, Isabella stirred in her soft, silk-lined bed. In the corner of the room, an opulent alarm clock chimed with a melodic tune, signaling the start of a new day. Isabella groggily reached out and silenced the alarm with a gentle press of her manicured finger.
She laid back on the bed trying to get back to sleep.
The room dazzled with elegance and sophistication. The walls were adorned with intricate artwork, paintings that captured moments frozen in time. A crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling, casting iridescent light in a mesmerizing dance across the room. The wooden floor was polished to a mirror-like finish, reflecting the grandeur of the space.
The alarm clock ranged again, and this time Issabella stood up from the bed.
Her eyes widened when she sighted the wall clock.
“Damn! 7:15. I can’t be late at my first day as a transferred teacher” She muttered to herself.
Isabella stretched her arms above her head, feeling the softness of Egyptian cotton sheets against her fingertips. Lush velvet drapes were pulled back, revealing large floor-to-ceiling windows that offered a breathtaking view of rolling hills and a beautifully landscaped garden.
As Isabella swung her legs over the edge of the bed, her feet sunk into a plush Persian rug that caressed her skin. She rose from the bed, revealing her elegant morning attire, a silk robe adorned with delicate floral patterns. The room was filled with the subtle fragrance of exotic flowers, thanks to the bouquet placed strategically on a marble-topped antique dresser.
Just as Isabella stepped towards her vanity mirror, the door creaked open, and her friend Matilda entered. Matilda, dressed in a stylish tailored suit, radiated energy and enthusiasm. Her presence brought a burst of liveliness to the room.
“What the hell! Don’t tell me you are not ready yet. It is 7: 30 already” Matilda yelled.
“I know okay.” Issabella said.
Matilda sighed.
“Bestie you don’t wanna be late on your first day as a teacher in a transfer branch so you better get your lazy ass to the bathroom” Matilda yelled.
“Beside.. Why didn’t you wake me up?” She yelled, as she rushed into the bathroom.
“I did. You were the one who was snoring like a fucked up zombie” Matilda yelled back.
(MR SAMUEL MANSION)
“Druahhhhhh” the alarm clock rang loudly through the room.
“Damn! Who set the fucking alarm” he yelled angrily and fling the alarm clock to the wall making it crash to the ground.
He hissed and drifted off to sleep again.
The door opened revealing a maid.
“Young master is it time for you to get ready for school” The maid said.
“Fuck off bitch” Angelo yelled.
The maid sighed and walked away.
He hissed, and opened his eyes.
As Angelo slowly rouses from his deep slumber on the plush, satin-covered bed, the sound of hushed footsteps approaches. Two elegantly dressed maids, their uniforms immaculate, enter the room with a tray adorned with a steaming cup of coffee. They move gracefully, their every action mirroring practiced precision.
“Good morning young master” They bowed down respectively.
Angelo just rolled his eyes.
One of the maids gently places the tray on the ornate bedside table while the other draws back the lavish drapes, revealing a breathtaking view of the sprawling estate grounds. Sunlight dances on the sparkling surface of the crystal chandelier hanging above, filling the room with a soft radiance.
“You need to take your bath sir” one of them said.
Angelo scoffed.
“I know of that bitch. You don’t have to remind me” He said, and walked into the bathroom.
He stood in front of the mirror as the maids helped him dress up.
Angelo is a fucking rich dude that he got everything he need without no stress
Carefully, the maids glide towards Angelo. With delicate hands, they begin to dress him in a tailor-made school uniform, each button meticulously fastened and pleat expertly aligned. Their professionalism is evident, a stark contrast to Angelo’s carefree demeanor.
As Angelo’s eyes meet the reflection of the maids in the ornate mirror, a mischievous smile tugs at his lips.
He bite his lips as he watched her exposed cleavages.
He slowly turned to look at her, and winked at her making the girl blush.
His attention shifts momentarily towards an inner turmoil. His mind wanders to the memory of a recent encounter, a forbidden liaison in the privileged confines of a private jet. His thoughts swirl with a mix of desire, as he wonders about the girl he shared that passionate moment with.
He was going crazy for her. Last night he couldn’t stop thinking about her.
Those memories about her was something he doesn’t want to forget.
He chuckled and drink from his coffee.
Angelo sipped from the perfectly brewed coffee, the rich aroma cascading through the air, heightening his senses. He inhales deeply, the memories of yesterday moment still inside of him.
“Your parent left this morning” Of the maids said.
Angelo Scoffed.
“They can go to to hell for all i care. I don’t give a damn about them” Angelo said..and walked out.
Wonder why he behave that Way?
Angelo might be the rich spoiled brat but he lack parent love and attention.
They are not always there with him instead they always on a business trip..and this is one of the reasons he is so spoilt.
(Crystal High School)
🗣️”He is here”.
“Oh my goodness! My crush is here”.
Everyone rushed out as Angelo walked out of hi car with pride filled inside of him.
He was that popular boy I’m school that every girl crush on and even some of his teachers.
🗣️”I love you so much angelo”.
🗣️”Awwn. You are so pretty”.
🗣️”I a ready to give you my body” A girl yelled.
Angelo turned sharply to look at the girl and then he scoffed.
“Not with the skinny body girl. You are going to break when I start banging you” Angelo muttered to himself.
“Seriously dude. The girl just wanted to offer you her body” Josh who was beside him said teasingly.
“I don’t fuck skinny girls like her. She looks like someone who hasn’t eating for days and trust me she will pass out when I start banging her.” Angelo said, and josh Bursted into laughter.
As they walked to the class someone jumped on him making him frowned.
He turned around in annoyance only to see it was bethel.
He rolled his eyes and pushed her away harshly almost making her fall.
“I don’t fuck girls twice. Get that into your fucking head and Even I was there’s no way I am going to go back into that deep ocean because it stinks as hell” He said.
Josh bursted into laughter while evelyn just frown In embarrassment.
Josh couldn’t just stop laughing. It was so funny for him.
“Now if you don’t mind. Get lost” he pushed her out of his way and walked into the classroom.
🗣️”Hi angelo”.
🗣️”Josh you are looking so pretty”.
The girls winked at them as they walked into the class.
Almost the door opened and two women walked in.
🗣️”Oh my God! Who is the woman beside the principal”.
🗣️”She is looking so pretty as hell”.
🗣️”Is she a teacher?”
🗣️”Oh fucking goodness! Her beauty is out of this world”.
“Settle down students” The principal yelled, and they all kept quiet immediately.
“This is miss Isabella and she’s going to be your class teacher from now on” The principal announced.
The students stared at each other and then to Isabella.
Angelo eyes Widened as he stared at her.
He could swear that was her.
Her beauty was something he was never going to forget.
He smirked evilly, waiting for her to see him.
He could not wait to see the reaction on her face after all she had taught they were never going to see each other again.
Isabella turned to his direction. Her eyes widened in horror as he sighted him sitting with his leg crossed while staring at her.
She staggered backward in horror.
“Are you okay miss Issabella?” The principal asked in concern, and she nodded slowly, turning her gaze away from him.
She never expected her to meet him again..but here he was staring at her.
Issabella’s heart raced as she caught sight of Angelo across the room. Conflicting emotions washed over her, a blend of shock, confusion, and an undeniable sense of regret. She felt a knot tightening in her stomach, as the weight of their impulsive flight tryst pressed upon her conscience.
As their eyes locked, Angelo’s lips curled into a subtle, knowing smirk. It was a revelation of his true character.
He raised his eyebrows, and she quickly looked away from him, making him chuckled.
“Miss Issabella you can take over from here.” The principal said and walked out.
Isabella gulped down.
She suddenly felt shy to even say a word probably because angelo was here.
This was unlike her.
“Hmmmm hi..I am miss Issabella” she shuttered nervously.
The students scoffed.
“So we are going to be starting by everyone introducing himself to me. Starting from the first person” She pointed to a boy at the front roll.
“My name is Sam” He said.
Isabella nodded.
She pointed to a girl.
“My name is Samantha” she replied.
Angelo’s gaze moved along with her, and a mischievous smirk danced upon his lips. There was an undeniable tension in the air as their eyes locked, both knowing the intimate secret they shared from their encounter on the plane.
Isabella’s heart skipped a beat as she felt his eyes upon her, her own gaze nervously darting away, pretending not to notice his presence. The shock of seeing each other again in such a setting sent shivers down her spine.
As the students kept introducing themselves, Angelo’s gaze remained fixed on Issabella, observing her every movement and subtlety. His eyes traced the curve of her lips, the way she walked, and the gentle rise and fall of her chest with each breath. He reveled in the power he held over her, knowing that the memory of their passionate encounter stirred within her as strongly as it did within him.
Isabella fought to maintain her composure, desperately attempting to suppress the emotions bubbling within her. She was shocked to her core, but also intrigued and captivated by the enigmatic and seductive presence of Angelo. With each stolen glance, she found herself becoming insecure.
In this delicate dance of desire and restraint, Angelo’s smirk grew only wider. He took pleasure in Isabella’s disconcerted state, relishing the control he held over her emotions. Yet, hidden beneath his facade of confidence, a hint of vulnerability betrayed his true feelings. He couldn’t deny the undeniable connection they shared, nor the undeniable effect she had on him.
As the class wore on, their eyes locked and then averted, like a secret language shared only between them. Angelo’s smirk became a silent invitation, enticing Isabella to succumb to the temptation of their forbidden encounter once more.
Isabella gulped down as she got to were he is.
“Can you hmmm… Introduce yourself” she shuttered.
Angelo raised his eyebrows and smirked.
“My name is angelo” he wink at her.
Isabella just nodded and quickly walk away from him.
She really does fell shy or nervous around him and to even think he can expose her was scaring the shit out of her.
🗣️”Did you see that.?”
🗣️”Angelo just winked at the teacher but she said nothing”
🗣️”I think they have something personal with the way they have been staring at each other since she walked in” The students whispered to themselves.
Isabella sighed.
“Bring out your biology note. That’s our first subject for today…
As Issabella explained the topic, she could swear Angelo was staring at her, and God knows if he has even blink.
The way he was staring at her was making her feel uncomfortable.
As Angelo sat in class, his gaze rarely left the elegant movements of his teacher, Issmabella. Unable to resist his admiration for her beauty, he surreptitiously sketched her on a sheet of paper. Lost in his infatuation, his focus wavered, causing him to miss Issabella’s question.
He smirked as he stared at the painting.
Issabella’s patience dwindled as she confronted Angelo. “Angelo, are you even paying attention? This is important,” she exclaimed, her voice laced with frustration.
Caught off guard, Angelo’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment. He struggled to find the right words to respond, his mind clouded by his admiration for his teacher. However, his nervousness soon transformed into an unexpected confidence.
With a mischievous twinkle in his eyes, Angelo leaned forward, giving Issabella a playful smile. “I apologize, Issabella. Your captivating presence has me engrossed in an entirely different subject,” he replied, trying to lighten the tense moment.
The students gasped in surprise. They knew he was never scared of anybody but they never expected him to say that to a teacher.
Issabella’s stern expression softened momentarily, while she struggled to maintain her professional composure.
“Angelo, this is a classroom, and I am your teacher. We must maintain appropriate boundaries,” she said firmly, and angelo chuckled.
“Oh don’t blame for this miss Issabella. You are the one who wore a short Gown to teach so I got lost staring at your sexy curvy body” He said, with a mischievous smirk on his face.
“Oh” The class yelled in amazement, and then bursted into laughter.
The moment was kinda funny.
Isabella gulped down.
She didn’t know what to say at the moment.
Angelo’s flirtatious nature persisted as he leaned back in his chair, now fully aware of the impact he was having.
Issabella’s face reddened, torn between amusement and the need to reestablish the teacher-student dynamic. “That’s enough, Angelo. Let’s focus on the lesson, shall we?”
With a wink and a nod, Angelo returned his attention to the classroom, secretly relishing in the lingering energy between himself and his beloved teacher.
He stared at the painting and smirked.
“Oh miss Isabella. It is going to be fun taming you” He bite his lip staring at her…
CHAPTER 4 & 5 : The Classroom Heats Up
The bell rang loudly signifying it was break time.
The students yelled in excitement and rushed out.
“Come on dude let get going already. Am damn hungry”Josh said rubbing his stomach.
Angelo turned to look at Isabella who was parking her books.
He bite his lip as he stared at her.
She was look so sexy and tempting.
“Don’t even think about it dude. You embarrassed the teacher already” josh whispered yelled.
“I will meet you at the cafeteria” Angelo just replied, giving him the signal to go.
“Seriously dude are you crazy or something. You had sex with her fine..but she is your teacher” josh yelled.
Angelo rolled his eyes.
“And who said I can’t fuck or date teachers.” Angelo said.
“I hope you know what you are doing seriously” josh said and walked out.
His lip curved into a sexy smirk.
Isabella turned around to look at him.
She gulped down.
She suddenly didn’t know why she was feeling so shy when she is with him.
This is unlike her and she could swear she hate this feeling.
“Hello miss Isabella” he waved at her.
Isabella scoffed and tried to walk pass her but dragged her back.
“What the hell are you doing? Let me go” she half yelled.
He just smirked and hugged her, making the female gasped.
“I am so happy I met you again” he whispered in her ear softly, and kissed her earlobe.
Isabella scoffed and pushed him off Angrily.
“Excuse you dude. I am your teacher and you will respect me no matter what we had so I don’t see why you should be happy to see me” Isabella said rudely.
She hissed and tried to walk away but he pulled her to him, making the books crashed to the floor.
“What the hell is wrong with you? Let me go.” She yelled trying to pull away from him but he was damn so strong.
“I am your teacher. Let me go” Isabella yelled.
“Tick..” he click his tongue. ” Who care If you are my teacher. People get married to their teacher…I mean I had a one night stand with you. Didn’t I?” He raised his eyebrows mockingly.
Isabella sighed.
“There is still hope for me miss Isabella…I mean I am a man who is not ashamed of getting what I want….and I want you miss isabella” he whispered in her ear, and kissed her earlobe softly.
Isabella pulled away from him and landed a heavy slap on his face.
“You are crazy thinking you can talk to your teacher that way. If you don’t stay away from I am going to report you to the principal” she hissed and tried to walk away.
“And I am going to yelled everyone we had sex.” He said seriously.
Isabella turn sharply to look at him while he just smirk.
One could tell he was damn so serious about it.
“Trust me Miss isabella when I say you are mine….and don’t even think about telling me I am older than you because you didn’t think about that when I was fucking you. Age is just a number and I don’t give a damn about it. Prepare to be tormented by me until you are mine” he said seriously.
Isabella sighed softly.
He moved closer to her, making her shift backward.
“I get whatever I want” he whispered in her face.
Angelo smirked and walked out.
Isabella placed her hand on her forehead and sighed.
This was not what she planned.
That dude was just not kid….he was more like an adult.
“What have I gotten myself into” she muttered to herself in regret.
Almost immediately Matilda walked in.
“Bestie what are you still doing here. I am hungry. Let’s go to the cafeteria together” Matilda dragged her hand, and they both walked out.
(SCHOOL CAFETERIA)
Angelo and his friends sat down chatting and laughing… except him who was seated staring at isabella who was eating at The other table.
He bite his lip watching her as she ate from her food like a queen.
Isabella knew who was staring at her and she didn’t dare turn around.
“Can you stop staring at her dude. You are making whatever you feel obvious” Josh whispered in her ear.
He just rolled his eyes but he never looked away from her
“Dude do you have something with her. You have been staring at her non stop” Kelvin said.
“I understand how angelo feel. I mean the teacher is an hottie probably he is having the taught of fu*king her” Stanley said. Angelo scoffed. ‘ I already fuk her dude ‘ He said inside his head.
Isabella sighed softly.
She was feeling uncomfortable already due to the way he was staring at her.
His gaze never left her for once.
“Matilda I need to talk to you after school. This is really important” Isabella said.
“You know you can talk to me anytime bestie.” Matilda said, and they both smiled at each other.
Isabella turned to look at Angelo who just winked at her.
Isabella scoffed and turned quickly from him.
“Sweetheart” she heard someone screamed, and she turn around only to see a strange lady hugging angelo, and Angelo reciprocated immediately.
She frowned immediately.
“How are you?” She asked, sat on his thigh.
Isabella huffed.
She really didn’t why she was feeling Angry suddenly just by staring at them.
She was hating this feeling like mad.
Their lip got locked, kissing each other crazily, not minding if people was staring at them.
🗣️”Awwn. I wish I was Clara?”
🗣️”I am getting jealous”
🗣️”I wished I could just taste his saliva” the girls said as they stared at them.
The teachers just stare at them but says nothing.
“Seriously this doesn’t look like a high school to me” Matilda said .
“Well nobody will dare say a word to angelo because his father is damn so rich and will get us out within minutes ” A teacher replied back.
Isabella scoffed and turned to look at him again.
His eyes met with hers, and he smirked mischievously.
He pulled clara closer to him, and kissed her more roughly while staring at Isabella.
Isabella quickly look away from him.
” what the hell is wrong with me?” She muttered to herself.
The bell rang signifying the break was over.
Without thinking twice isabella stood up.
Angelo smirk knowing it was because of him.
His gaze never left her as she bounce her ass while walking.
“Get off me bitch” Angelo pushed Clara off roughly making her frown.
“Seriously I taught you liked me?” Clara yelled.
Angelo huffed.
“You are not my style” He said, making the girl embarrassed
“Damn dude you are ruined. Gosh you are so spoilt” Josh said as they stood up.
“You know I am the holy but type and I just can’t help to wonder how I became friends with a spoil brat like you.” Josh said in a dramatic tone and the boys laughed.
“Let’s get to class already.”
(CLASS ROOM)
The door burst open revealing a man and a woman with a girl wearing a school uniform.
“Where is the asshole?” The lady scream dramatically.
“Mam calm down please. Is anything the matter” isabella asked.
“Oh yeah. Some asshole here disvirgin my daughter and i wanna meet with him personally” The woman yelled again.
The students turn to look at Angelo, knowing he was the only one to do that.
The girl pointed to Angelo who just scoffed.
“So you are the asshole that dis….” Before the man could complete his words, angelo cut him off.
“Did you just said she is a virgin?” Angelo Bursted into laughter, making the parent frowned.
There was an awkward silence in the class.
“Sorry to say miss but your daughter p*y Is the most widest I have ever fked” Angelo said.
“What the fuck!” The girl bursted into laughter.
“Bursted” Kevin yelled, laughing seriously.
“You are going to hear from me” The woman yelled and walked along side with her daughter.
The class was filled with laughter, because the moment was damn so funny.
“Enough with the laughter” isabella yelled, and the class went silent immediately.
Isabella scoffed as she stared at him.
“Are you feeling proud about this seriously?” Isabella yelled.
Angelo Scoffed.
He just kept quiet staring at her.
Isabella moved closer to him.
“You are feeling so proud because you are rich and all that but that is not really the matter…. you are nothing but a spoilt brat” Isabella said.
“I know I am a spoilt brat miss isabella. You don’t have to say it to my face” Isabella said annoyed.
The door opened revealing the principal.
“Angelo see me in my office right now” She said seriously, and walked out.
Angelo just rolled his eyes.
Isabella tried to walk away , but she lost balance… She fell down but angelo was quick enough to grab hold of her before she could fall down.
The students gasped in surprise.
“What the fuck!” The students yelled.
They both stared at each other eyes softly getting lost in their pretty eyes.
Angelo had tightened around her waist as they both stared at each other.
They both have forgotten they were in class as they wouldn’t stop staring at each other.
“Miss isabella” he raised his eyebrows teasingly, while smirking.
Isabella gulped down. She tried to stand up but Angelo pulled her closer to him purposely and their lip got locked accidentally..
“Holly Molly” The students screamed….