All Chapters of PROFESSOR SIN : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

AMARA'S POVHis lips moved against mine, rough yet desperate, like he had waited too long for this moment. My fingers trembled on his shirt as the kiss deepened. His warmth, his breath, his hands..it was all too much. The sound of my heartbeat drowned everything else.When we finally pulled away, gasping for air, his forehead rested against mine. His breath was hot against my skin, his chest rising and falling as if he was fighting for control. I could feel the pulse at his neck, strong and steady, grounding me even as everything else inside me spun wildly.“Gosh, you don’t know what you do to me, Amara,” he muttered, his voice low, almost like a groan.My heart fluttered. My lips still burned from his touch. For a moment, the world around us disappeared. It was just us…breathing, trembling, lost in a dangerous kind of silence. The soft hum of the air conditioner faded, the flicker of light barely touching his face. All I saw was him, and the faint softness in his eyes that he tried s

AMARA’S POVWhen I told Nina yesterday that she could post those pictures if she wanted, I was angry…furious actually. I didn’t even think. But waking up this morning, everything hit differently.What if she actually posts them?What if the students see it? Or worse—what if my parents do?No. They can’t. Not now, not when things are finally changing.I need to talk to her, find a way to make peace. I sighed softly, brushing my fingers through my hair as I walked down the quiet corridor. My steps felt heavy. I didn’t even realize I had walked all the way to his office…Professor Black’s office.Maybe I could also see him, explain why I didn't say anything yesterday. I just hoped he wasn’t still angry.Without thinking, I turned the handle and stepped inside.And froze.Miss Miranda—one of the lecturers in my department…was there. Too close to him. Her hand rested on his shoulder, her body leaning against his desk, her blouse unbuttoned too low to be an accident.My pulse stopped. Then i

PROFESSOR BLACK My mind went back to earlier when that bitch Miranda came to my office. She really thought she could seduce me. She’s been flirty since I joined this school, always throwing herself at me, and I never gave her a single look. Then she walks in here with those saggy boobs hanging out, thinking I’d fall for it.“Pathetic,” I muttered.And when Amara walked in, in that moment, I knew exactly what she would think. I could see it in her eyes…disappointment, anger, confusion. But damn it, I couldn’t even stay mad at her. She’s my weakness. My Dove.Her scent was still in my office long after she left. It lingered on the air, soft and sweet, teasing me. The moment we shared kept replaying in my head .. her voice, her lips, that innocence mixed with fire. Just thinking about her made my whole body tense.“Shit,” I muttered, feeling the ache in my trousers. “Just the thought of her drives me crazy.”Then I heard the door open. I didn’t need to look up. I already knew it was h

AMARA’S POVI’ve read the message a hundred times already.Run. You are the next person he’s going to ruin.The words burned through my mind like fire, bold on the screen as if they were carved there. My chest tightened again. The first time I saw it, I froze .. I didn’t even know how to react. I just said a shaky goodbye to Daniel and came straight home, trying not to think.Now, sitting on my bed, I keep staring at the same message. It came from an unknown number. Not the same one that used to text me before. And the language … it was clean, plain English. No strange punctuation, no coded tone. It felt… different. Real.I dropped my phone beside me and stood up slowly. My room felt smaller than usual, air heavy, walls closing in. I walked to the window, hoping the evening breeze would cool my thoughts, but it didn’t. Not even for a minute.Thinking about what Daniel said earlier about Professor Black made it worse. I didn’t want to believe him .. not a single word … but his story k

PROFESSOR BLACK POV I saw her…Amara…desperately holding on to Tracy. Her whole body shook, knuckles white around Tracy’s arm. I froze. Her eyes flickered and caught mine. And what I saw there…Fear.Pain.And something that broke straight through my chest…dissapointment.She looked at me like I was a murderer.Before I could move, she muttered something to Tracy, fast and shaky, and hurried off. I stood there like a fool, pretending I hadn’t seen her fall apart right in front of me. As if being near me was the last thing she wanted.I walked toward Tracy, forcing myself to stay calm.“Here,” I muttered, handing her the phone.Her face lit up immediately. “You found it!” she squealed, a smile taking over her whole face. She had been moody earlier when she misplaced it, and I had gone back to search for it because she wouldn’t stop panicking.“Well, I told you I’d get you another one, but you insisted on finding this exact one,” I said, voice cold but steady.“Hey, you just bought this