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"Spread your legs and use your hands, my little dove," his voice was rough, a dark whisper that curled into my skin. My body trembled, traitorous, yet I obeyed..because I never resisted him. I couldn't. Even when his words bound me tighter than any rope, even when shame burned my cheeks, my fingers still moved at his command. I'm Amara Blake. At home, I'm nothing. The unwanted daughter. The mistake forced to live in her sister's shadow. A living Donor. A spare part to my sister. Scorned by my mother, hated by my father, reminded daily that my only worth is keeping myself "pure" for Nina's sake. But with him... purity doesn't exist. Professor Black doesn't see me as a burden. He sees me as temptation. A secret waiting to be ruined. Every time I walk into his office, I feel the weight of his gaze...hungry, dangerous, claiming. I shouldn't want him. I shouldn't crave the way his voice curls against my skin like a promise of sin. But I do. And when his hands finally touch me, I realize one truth...I'm no angel. I was made to burn. MY PROFESSOR SIN

Treat Me Right follows James Anthony, a wealthy and powerful man with a complicated past, and Benita Laurent, a strong and emotional woman drawn into his world. Their connection is immediate and intense, but their love is tested by betrayal, jealousy, and secrets from people closest to them-including James' ex, Rose, and friends who hide agendas of their own. As James and Benita navigate their passionate relationship, they confront heartbreak, difficult choices, and the shadows of their pasts. Every decision they make could bring them closer together or tear them apart forever. The story explores themes of love, trust, heartbreak, resilience, and the emotional consequences of holding on-or letting go. Treat Me Right is written in a cinematic, emotional style that immerses readers in every action, glance, and heartbeat, making it a gripping and unforgettable romance.

Five years ago, I was sentenced to prison for a car accident that left Blaire Lowe fighting for her life in the ICU. The day I was finally released, I thought the nightmare was over, but it had only just begun. Carson Long, the man who once loved me, was waiting. He didn't see a victim of a tragic accident; he saw a monster who deserved to rot. He made sure I knew that freedom was a lie. He turned my life into a living hell, dragging me through the halls of the hospital to witness the ruin I had caused, forcing me to watch as those who once knew me spat on my name and treated me like filth. When he demanded I pay for my sins by destroying my own face, I didn't hesitate. I carved a jagged scar into my cheek just to satisfy his cold, relentless hatred, hoping it would finally be enough to earn his mercy. But he wasn't satisfied. He dragged me to his estate, stripped me of my dignity, and turned me into the house's lowest servant, forcing me to scrub cobblestones until my knees bled and my body gave out. Why did he hate me so much that he wanted me to suffer every second of my existence? Why was he so determined to see my soul crushed into dust, even when I had nothing left to give? I looked at the trash I was forced to eat, and in that moment, I realized that as long as Carson held the leash, I would never be free. I picked up a piece of moldy bread, my eyes hollow, and decided that if living meant becoming his dog, I would find a way to end the game on my own terms.

My world shattered twice. First, the ocean claimed my son. Then, the mountain road took another, a direct sacrifice to the man I loved and the woman he chose. In the hospital, beeps marked the emptiness where my second son used to be, echoing the first loss, both involving Holden and Giana. During the car crash, I was pinned, bleeding, and trapped. Holden, my partner, looked me in the eyes, then chose to save Giana, abandoning me and our unborn child. Soon, I overheard Holden praising Giana for turning our tragedy into a PR win. His hollow apologies and focus on Giana’s "miracle work" reignited the brutal memory of her push and his past denials. A decade of sacrificing my life and two children for a man who saw me as a liability left a bitter taste. His choice was clear; only profound abandonment remained. But this time, I was choosing me. From my profound loss, a dangerous spark ignited: I would not just survive; I would find freedom and make him pay.

Five years ago, he had abandoned her, betrayed her, destroyed her company when she had trusted him and needed him the most. Five years later, Evelyn was back for revenge. She would return everything he had done to her tenfold, and to do that, she needed to live in the same house with him again. "Ex-husband, let's sign a marriage contract again!" Evelyn demanded after barging into her ex-husband's party. "Okay." **** She had sworn to frustrate and destroy his life as they live under the same roof but who can tell Evelyn why everything was different from what she had expected? Who was this man cajoling her every request? Why is her ex-husband who's supposed to be an enemy looking at her dotingly? Ex-husband, this was supposed to be a fierce revenge battle, not a love battle!

Tyla thought Miami was her fresh start. She didn't expect to become the obsession of the city's most dangerous "Golden Boy," Daniel Thorne. He's untouchable, wealthy beyond measure, and used to getting what he wants. And right now? He wants Tyla-body, soul, and everything in between. But the heat in Miami isn't just from the sun. While Daniel's magnetic pull draws Tyla into a world of high-stakes parties and whispered promises, a blade is being sharpened in the shadows. Summer, the "best friend" who has lived in Tyla's shadow for years, has finally reached her breaking point. Summer doesn't just want Daniel; she wants Tyla's life. And she's willing to burn both of them to the ground to get it.