All Chapters of PROFESSOR SIN : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

AMARA POV“Ruin me… I want to be yours to ruin,” I quivered.His expression changed…barely…but I caught the flicker before his face hardened again. His eyes darkened, and his jaw clenched. For a long moment, he just stood there, staring at me, unmoving… as if my words didn’t even reach him.I waited, breath shallow, heart pounding painfully, hoping,begging…for a single response.But nothing came. Just silence.I took a step closer, my knees weak, my palms cold. He didn’t move. He just watched me, empty, lifeless. My chest ached so much that I thought it would split open.I couldn’t take it anymore.I stood on my toes, reached up, and cupped his face gently between my trembling palms. His skin felt warm, but his eyes…his eyes were red and blank, unreadable. I wanted to scream, to shake him, to tell him I was sorry. Instead, I leaned in, closing the distance between us, and pressed my lips to his.At first, he didn’t respond.Then, slowly..so slowly, I felt him breathe against me.His h

NANNY PAULA'S POVI stood frozen at the door.My throat itched, burning, as the echo of her words repeated in my head like a curse.“I can never be the child of a poor, wretched nanny.”I pressed my nails deep into my palms, hard….forcing myself not to break down right there in front of her. She stood tall, chin lifted, eyes blazing, so sure of the hatred she carried.She didn’t even know the truth.She didn’t know anything.I swallowed the ache clawing up my throat and turned away before she saw the tremble in my hands. Each slow step felt like walking underwater, heavy and suffocating.As I passed Amara’s room, I heard her muffled sobs through the door.My heart squeezed painfully.This is my fault.It all started with me.The root of everything choking this house… was me.I forced my legs forward until I reached my small quarters in the back wing. The moment the door clicked shut, my knees gave out. I collapsed onto my bed, burying my face into the pillow as twenty-two years of mem

PROFESSOR BLACK POVI switched off the car engine and stared at the tall gate ahead of me. For a long moment, I just sat there, fingers still gripping the steering wheel, breathing slowly to keep myself from doing something irrational. I could’ve walked through the front door like a sane thirty-three-year-old man, introduced myself politely, and asked to see Amara like a gentleman.But I knew Amara, my dove…would be irritated if I dragged attention to the house. The thought made me huff out a quiet laugh. A grown man. A respected professor. About to jump a fence. All because of puppy love.Ridiculous… yet here I was.I scaled the fence with muscle memory. I’d done this before…too many times,she is not aware off…but this time something felt different, heavier. I landed silently inside.The compound was dim. Most lights inside the house were off except the faint glow coming from Amara’s window. I moved toward it silently.But when I got close…I stopped.Her legs were trembling.I steppe

AMARA POV “You devil! What have you done to my child!?”Mum’s scream stabbed into my ears as she fell to her knees beside unconscious Nina. Her hands shook violently as she touched Nina’s bloody forehead.“I–I didn’t! I didn’t—she pushed—”I stammered, words breaking apart as I tried to explain myself, but no one… absolutely no one listened.“Call the doctor!” Dad barked, picking Nina up in his arms as he rushed toward the door in panic.Mum shot me a glare full of pure hatred.“Pray nothing happens to her, because I don’t know what I will do to you.”Her voice sliced into me like a blade.My chest tightened… painfully.My throat locked.I looked up, toward the one person I thought would at least give me a chance.Nanny Paula.“I didn’t do it,” I whispered, voice shaking as tears slipped silently down my cheeks. “Nanny… I didn’t.”But her reply shattered something in me.“I know she’s a spoilt brat. She’s always getting on your nerves, but you shouldn’t have done this.” Her voice was

AMARA POVMy eyes darkened instantly as anger flushed through me, hot and sharp like a blade carving into my chest.“Bitch?” I chuckled…slow, sarcastic, disbelieving.“I think your precious daughter is more of a bitch than I am.” I snickered, staring at Mum with nothing but coldness. No fear, no hesitation. Just emptiness.I saw her eyes flash. Her jaw ticked. Her fists clenched so tightly her knuckles whitened like chalk.“Well, I don’t care if you mess up your life…” Dad’s voice came next—harsh, sharp, cutting. “If you still want to be part of this family… prepare for the surgery.”I threw my head back and laughed. Actually laughed.“Family? Family, you say?” My voice rose, hoarse with years of swallowed pain. “Was there ever a time…ever…that I was part of this family?”Silence. Dead, thick silence. They just stared. Emotionless. Pretending.“To hell with this fam—”A hard strike cut through the air before I even finished the sentence.My head jerked to the side, a burning sting exp