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For three years, I kept my relationship with Flynn Stewart under wraps. As the youngest and most promising professor at our school, he was also my adoptive brother and teacher. During the day, I played the role of a diligent student, attentively listening to his lectures. But at night, I endured his harsh demands, feeling utterly degraded.
"Livia," he taunted, his voice dripping with sarcasm, "imagine the principal's reaction if he discovered his beloved goddaughter spent her nights in her brother's bed, succumbing to his desires?"
As he spoke, he left a possessive, punishing bite on my neck.
I squeezed my eyes shut, silent tears rolling down my cheeks. In that moment, I realized that his actions were devoid of love.

Forbidden Lessons, A Professor's Dark Desire

"I'll expose your true nature to everyone tomorrow," Flynn said with icy contempt.


The following day, the betrothal celebration commenced.


I gazed at my reflection, clad in a cream-colored dress, as the cosmetician meticulously masked the marks on my throat.


"Livia, how are you feeling?" Javier inquired gently, entering after a soft knock, his expression worried.


Since the previous night's incident, he'd been trying to reach me constantly. I remained silent, only asking for his trust.


"I'm okay," I answered, mustering a fake grin. "It's time. Shall we?"


We proceeded towards the reception area, but Flynn intercepted us at the doorway.


He stood there in dark attire, champagne flute in hand, his icy stare fixed upon us. "Dear sister, won't you share a toast with your brother?"


Reflexively, I retreated, feeling Javier's arm encircle my waist protectively.


Chapter 6