All Chapters of PROFESSOR SIN : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

PROFESSOR BLACK POVI dropped the call, my thoughts still tangled around Hope Orphanage, when the bathroom door slid open.Amara stepped out.Baby blue pajamas, bare face, soft hair falling messily around her shoulders.Cute.I stood from the couch without thinking, walking straight to her. She smiled…bright, genuine but I could still see it. The weight. The cracks today had left behind.“Cute,” I muttered, slipping my arms around her waist.She laughed softly as I pulled her closer.“I haven’t had you to myself for days,” I whispered, brushing kisses along her cheek, her temple, her jaw.“Zed…” she giggled, trying to escape, but I tightened my hold.Her eyes met mine. That smile again, beautiful, brave but the worry was still there, hiding underneath.“Thank you,” she whispered.“For standing by me.”I smiled, my thumb brushing her cheek.“Well,” I murmured, lowering my voice, “the only appreciation I want right now is you.”She laughed as I lifted her effortlessly.“Zed…stop!” she p

PROFESSOR BLACK POVI jumped out of the car the second it screeched to a stop.Rubber burned the road. Smoke curled into the air.The sound of that gunshot was still ringing in my head, the call from Amara cutting off mid scream. My chest felt too tight, like my lungs forgot how to work.People were gathering.I shoved them aside without slowing.“Get out of the way!” I roared.Leo was right behind me.The car was wrecked. Metal twisted. Smoke pouring out.My heart slammed hard against my ribs.I rushed to the window.Please don’t be inside.Please.I smashed my palm into the windshield.Glass shattered.Shards bit into my skin, slicing deep, blood dripping freely, but I didn’t feel it. Didn’t care.“They’re not here,” I muttered hoarsely.Relief hit for half a second.Then rage swallowed it whole.“Find them,” I said, my voice low, deadly.My fists clenched.I’d been too busy dealing with the Blakes… Hope Orphanage… chasing shadows And I forgot the real enemy.Roberto.“Shit,” I gro

AMARA POVMy breath caught.“Anna?” I whispered.Of all people.I knew Zed had told me she walked with that damn Roberto, but seeing her here, this close, made my skin crawl.She tilted her head and giggled.“Glad you recognized me.”Her voice was light. Too light.“Trying to escape, I see,” she whispered.My chest rose sharply, my whole body trembling.“I thought you wanted to help Zed,” I said, forcing the words out. “Let me go.”For a second, just a second,her face went blank.Then she nodded.“Sure,” she said calmly. “I will. For Zed.”Relief crashed through me so fast my knees almost gave out.“Go,” she whispered, pointing ahead. “That way.”“Thank you,” I breathed, turning,“GUARDS! GUARDS!”I froze.My head snapped back to her, disbelief crashing into rage.“Bitch!” I yelled. “I thought you said you wanted to help!”By then, footsteps thundered in from all sides.Anna smiled.Not wide.Not loud.Satisfied.She stepped forward and grabbed a fistful of my hair.Pain ripped throug

AMARA POV I don’t know how many hours passed.Time felt useless in this place, thick, slow, suffocating. My body ached like it had been beaten and stitched back together poorly. A female doctor had come in earlier, her movements quick and detached, like she didn’t want to stay longer than necessary. She cleaned my bruises without meeting my eyes. No comfort. No reassurance. Just sterile hands and silence.After she left, the room became a grave.The only other person who came in was a maid with a tray of breakfast. She placed it down without a word, her hands trembling slightly. She didn’t look at me either. It was like everyone here was afraid…afraid of the walls, afraid of the air, afraid of me being seen talking to.That scared me more than anything.I had barely touched the food when the door snapped open violently.I jolted violently, my heart slamming against my ribs.A man walked in.He was tall and intimidating, his presence alone making the room feel smaller. A deep scar ran

AMARA POV“Zed?”The name slipped out of me like a prayer.My voice sounded weak, unfamiliar even to my own ears. I blinked hard, my vision swimming, and through the blur I saw a tall back retreating, broad shoulders, steady steps, walking away like he’d never been there at all.I sucked in a breath.I must be dreaming.My head throbbed as I groaned and pressed my fingers to my temple. When my eyes finally focused, I realized I wasn’t in that cold, cubic room anymore.This room was different.Simple. Clean. Too calm.I pushed myself upright slowly, my body protesting, and then it all came rushing back at once, Roberto’s voice, the masked man, the boat, the rail….Killer.My chest seized.“I was sold,” I whispered hoarsely.Panic slammed into me, sharp and sudden. I scrambled off the bed without thinking, my feet hitting the floor.“My dress”I froze.I wasn’t wearing it.Instead, I had on an oversized shirt and socks. The fabric clung loosely to my skin, warm, and then the scent hit m