Chapter 5 How Many Language She Know

• *ARTEMIS MARIANO*
• in my office, my mind on a certain someone - Ella. I have no idea what or how she caught my attention, she has not left my for a fleeting moment since the second my eyes landed on her.
• Her smile was infectious, so sweet and innocent, she radiated pure perfection. I couldn't help but smile at the thought of her.
• Running my hand down my face, I sigh looking at the stack of work that I haven't even began to start. It was hard to concentrate on anything with her in my thoughts even when she is around.
• I clench my eyes shut at the sound of my phone ringing, annoyed. Shifting through the papers on my desk, I find my phone buried in the stack.
• Mrs. Ruth.
• Pressing the answer button I put my phone to my ear.
• "Mrs. Ruth, is everything okay?," I ask, concerned.
• "No need to worry, dear, everything is okay," She confirmed, "I was informing you that I am at the park with Athena. If that's okay with you?" She asked softly.
• I breathed out a long breath of relief, glad that nothing was wrong with Athena. Looking at my watch, I had an hour and a half before Ella would be here.
• "Thank you, Mrs. Ruth, that sounds perfect," I confirmed, smiling, "Send me the location, I want to stop by before I have to come back to the office."
• "Alright, dear," I could almost see her smile through the phone.
• I hung up, standing from my chair and not a moment later Mrs. Ruth had messaged me the location of the park. I stood from my chair, leaving my office excited to see Athena's smile when I surprise her.
• Arriving to the park, I park in an empty parking place, stepping out of my vehicle. I see Mrs. Ruth sitting on the bench looking out at the distance of the park, her eyes solely focused as she smiled.
• "Mrs. Ruth," I greeted, giving her a light smile.
• She turned around, beaming a bright smile showing off her white teeth and the few wrinkles that sported her face when she smiled.
• "Mr. Mariano," She greeted, nodding, "I hope you don't mind that my neighbor is here, she is like a granddaughter to me. She loves children, she was dying to meet Athena."
• I shook my head, giving her a light smile, "I don't mind, not at all."
• My eyes searched for my daughter, immediately finding her running up the stairs to the slide but my eyes caught wind of a familiar dirty blonde who embedded my thoughts.
• She was laughing, following Athena to the slide, giggling at something she had said as Athena tugged on her hand.
• My heart swelled, something inside me stirred pulling at my heart strings as I watched this play out. She looked so care free, happy as she played with Athena.
• Her smiles were always bright but this smile, this laugh had my heart banging against my rib cage, wanting to leap out of my chest.
• My god she is beautiful.
• Remember, you're her professor.
• I had to keep reminding myself of that sickening thought, I hated being her professor wanting to do things that a professor cannot do with their student.
• "That's Ella, sweet girl," Mrs. Ruth spoke up, smiling as she looked at them, "Sad she will be leaving after she graduates back to New York," She sighed, shaking her head.
• Leaving?
• New York?
• It intrigued me to find out just why she would want to leave the girl clearly loved being here. Apart of me felt my heart crack upon hearing that... I didn't want her to leave.
• Shaking my head at my own thoughts, I walked towards them and immediately Athena's eyes caught mine, her smile widened as her eyes lit up, bouncing excitedly as she tugged on Ella's hand.
• I chuckled, smiling widely at my daughter, crouching down I held out my hands waiting for what was about to come.
• "Papa!," She squealed, letting go of Ella's hand and sprinting towards me.
• "Careful, la mia piccola principessa (my little princess)," I scolded lightly, breathing out a chuckle.
• She through herself into me, her little arms wrapping around my neck as I stood up, k! ssing the crown of her head and tucking a loose strand of her hair behind her ear.
• "I made a new friend, papa," She smiled excitedly, "She is really nice. She looks like a princess just like you say I do."
• She really does.
• I wanted to say, silently agreeing with my six year old but smiled instead. My eyes wondered to Ella who stood a few feet away with rosy cheeks, smiling at my daughter and I's interaction.
• "Is that so, piccola leone (little lion)?," I smiled, placing her to her feet as she squirmed to be put down.
• She hummed, smiling as she ran over to Ella grabbing onto her hand and pulling her towards me. Ella gave me one of her sweet heartwarming shy smiles.
• "This is Ella, papa, but she said I can call her El," Athena bounced on her feet, smiling up at Ella, "This is my papa, EΙ."
• The interaction made my heart sore with pride and happiness. I could not take my eyes off Ella, I never could, but today in her short plaid skirt I have only been imagining the most vulgar thoughts of her and I.
• My daughter was right, Ella is no less than a princess herself.
• "Professor Mariano," Ella's angelic voice hit my ears, sultry at its finest yet so innocent and pure.
• I nodded, giving her light smile, we both watched as Athena forgot I was even standing here and ran off to play in the park, giggling.
• Ella stood beside me and my eyes casted down to her watching her smile as she looked at my daughter, giving her a small wave with her tiny delicate fingers that I'm sure are soft and smooth.
• "Athena, goddess of wisdom: warfare and craftwork," Ella pointed out, smiling like always, "So it is true, all your family does have Greek Gods and Goddesses names."
• I chuckled, nodding, "I would never lie to you, Ms. Montgomery," My lips curling into a smirk, "No tienes idea de lo que me hace esa pollera, Florecita (you have no idea what that skirt is doing to me, little flower)," I mumbled in Spanish, my Italian was obviously not safe enough seeing as she understood.
• Most of her legs showing and my hands urged to touch her glowing olive skin, I ached to run my hands up along her legs.
• They looked so smooth, l!cking my dry lips as I looked at the stunning beauty.
• "Palabras tan peligrosas, Profesor Mariano (such dangerous words, Professor Mariano)," She whispered in Spanish.
• My mouth went dry, my eyes snapping up to her's at a loss of words. Her cheeks red from embarrassment, smiling shyly before looking back at Athena. Not even Spanish was safe around her.
• Her words sent blood rushing to my cock, aching and throbbing as it pressed against my boxers creating a visible bulge. The same with Italian, her accent was amazing, it had me shuddering at her sültry voice as she spoke in another language.
• "Fañculo (fuck)," I muttered under my breath looking down at the almost painful tënt in my trousers.
• Clearing my throat, "I'll see you at three in my office, Ms. Montgomery, don't be late. Hm?"
• My daughter was running around giggling, paying no mind and I didn't want to upset her with me having to leave, also the uncomfortable tênt in my pants did not help.
• Not giving Ella time to reply, I made my leave quickly, nodding at Mrs. Ruth. If I had heard Ella's voice for another moment I would have burst - fuck.
• Shifting in my seat car uncomfortably, grunting when the fabric moved over my sensitive tip. My hands tightened on the wheel trying to collect myself before I did something I shouldn't.
• Sitting in my car in the parking lot of the school, my cock still hard even after the drive back. Trying to control my racing vülgar thoughts.
• After a long ten minutes the painful erection had finally died down and I exited my car, making my way towards my office.
• Checking my wrist watch I noticed that I only had a few minutes before Ella arrived, I wasn't sure if I would survive being in the same room with her for two hours.
• Like clock work, there was a soft knock at my door two minutes before three and I had to mentally prepare myself, trying to keep my thoughts of her at by but fück, it was hard.
• "Enter," My voice gruff, keeping my eyes on my own paperwork as I heard the door open.
• My head snapped up, Ella walked in smiling, closing the door behind her and suddenly my office almost felt suffocating being alone with her.
• "Where do I start?," She asked softly, stepping in front of my desk.
• Grabbing a stack of the quiz tests, I laid them in front of her.
• "Take those," I told her, grabbing a pen as I held it out for her to take.
• She nodded, grabbing the papers from the desk before taking the pen and walking over to the small office couch in the corner, taking a seat. My eyes followed her, she slid her slides off getting cozy on the couch.
• Gritting my teeth I tore my eyes away from her and concentrating on the rest of my work with an exhausted sigh.
• After a while, I dangled my wrist looking at my watch to check the time. My eyes looked up to her, her nose was scrunched up and her eyebrows furrowed in concentration.
• Cute.
• Leaning back in my chair I couldn't find it in myself to take my eyes off her anymore. The way she looked as she concentrated on what she was doing, the way she tucked her hair behind her ear every time it fell in her face.
• My hands so badly itched to do that for her, to run my fingers through her long dirty blonde silk locks of hair.
• She looked up catching my eye and smiled, laying her pen down, standing up brought me the papers. Tapping them on my desk to make sure they were in order, laying them down with them pen resting on top.
• "Athena is amazing!," She compliment, beaming, "She is a gem."
• I smiled widely, nodding my head and ignored my pounding heart that was rapidly beating wildly.
• "She is," I agreed, rubbing the scruff on my jawline, "You know Mrs. Ruth," I stated, it wasn't a question.
• She nodding, laughing and my body shuddered hearing the angelic sound that had my ears blessed, I felt blessed to hear it.
• "I do," She confirmed, shrugging, "Small world. She is my neighbor, been nothing but kind to me. I'm blessed to know Mabel."
• I gave her a light smile, loving to hear her talk about this and open up to me, I was relishing in it.
• "Spanish and Italian," I hummed, my lips quirking into a smirk, "What other languages are you hiding?" I inquired, chuckling.
• "Questo e un segreto (that is a secret)," She giggled, perfect at speaking Italian.
• My jaw tensed, moving subtly in my seat uncomfortably as another erection rose in my trousers.
• "I'll see you tomorrow, Ms. Montgomery," I chuckled softly, shaking my
• head.
• She her shoes, sliding them onto her feet before giving me a small wave as she exited for my office, leaving me with a throbbing erection.
• To be continue.