Todos los capítulos de Bound By Sins: Capítulo 11 - Capítulo 20

Ophelia's POVIt felt like I was on a fucking sedative with dizziness pushing through with great force every single time and that had made me black out for the second time today. The next time I woke up, murmurs greeted my ear alongside the beeping of machines and the rumbling sound of wheels on the floor.My back was pressed into something cozy which doesn't feel like the mattress I slept on earlier. With a little yawn, I pushed my eyes open to find myself in a car and in the middle of an all-white backdrop; with the way people moved hastily with their luggage, I concluded that I was in an airport.Looking at the driver's seat, I was the only one in the car; nobody was there. I remembered Callum’s sister mentioning about going to Italy this morning and I assumed we were leaving already. Looking at the familiar airport I had an Idea we were still at home, my home. Since no one was in the car with me I got tempted, tempted to get the fuck away from here before my sick husband gets to m

Ophelia's POVThe way his finger pumped into my cunt, I couldn't help back a strange cry from my lips. I redden with embarrassment hearing the sloppy sound coming from underneath and I wanted to curse at him when he stopped to stare at my face with a smug smile on his face. Yes, he fucking won, and I wanted that crazy finger of his to do what he had done earlier that had the world rotating around me.“Want me to keep going.” I don't know if I looked stupid with those crazy pleasure-filled faces, should I beg him to continue, should I tell him that I hate him and he can't make me feel anything but that was stupid, a fucked up lie when he could feel my wetness and now I was rubbing myself against his finger, bucking my hips to meet his every thrust shamelessly. His thumb rubbed my cunt, and I didn't care that I hated him; my resistance broke. “ahh…” he rolled his finger in me when I failed to give him a reply . His finger drove into me faster, and I felt my stomach twisted in a knot; h

Ophelia's POV I smiled seductively at Gale, my legs crossed on the couch, dressed in a blue gown that stopped at my feet. I didn’t mind if I looked silly. After Gale showed me around and told me which rooms I shouldn't walk into—without giving me a reason why—I asked, “Will he cut my head off?” Gale said nothing, just giving me a smile. “Or will he cut yours?” “I would be in trouble for any of your mistakes, Mrs. Bellucci.” “Uh, that last name… can you tell me a little about it? It’s the popular crime family, right?” I asked, and he hesitated. “That should be Cal's—” “I feel more comfortable around you than that asswipe.” I bit my lower lip, trying to mimic those seductresses, but he seemed unfazed, like a living rock. “I would have to report to Cal if you continue this, Mrs. Bellucci.” “Stop addressing me with that motherfucking name I know nothing about,” I hissed. “Tell me about the Belluccis,” I demanded, my voice authoritative, hoping he’d heed. “Cal will tell y

Callum's POV“I want to touch you now. I want to see you bare and squirming. I want your head all fuzzy while my head is between your thick thighs, lapping up your love juice.”As I lay on her, my hand went to her robe belt, unfastening it. My knuckles grazed her soft skin every now and then, driving me nuts. I have missed my little doll so fucking much. Days without her have been torture. I’ve vowed to take things slow and not go further than pleasuring her without my dick in it until she learns to accept me until she wants my kids. “Let me worship you tonight, my queen.” I whispered dryly like a man about to die of thirst.I am learning to soften for her. Her seeing what she saw tonight wasn’t my fault. I hate how frightened she was, how she stared at me like I was a monster and I wanted to kill Gale for letting her out of the room. If it had been anyone else, I wouldn’t care. But with her, it brought back memories of high school, of when she left me to my father’s wrath.I could f

Ophelia's PovI woke up to find the spot beside me cold. He had left, and my robe was back on my body. A knock at the door made me sit up straight.“Come in.”It was a soft knock, like Diana’s, and just as I thought, she walked in with a tray containing a cup in her hand.“Good morning, signora.” With a smile on her face, she placed the tray on the bed next to me.“Morning, Diana.” A warm smile played on my lips.“Cal asked me to give you this soothing tea before he left.” A blush stained her cheeks, and I shook my head at the way she thought. How much more of a love-sick woman she must have been as a young adult, imagining that Callum and I were in a romantic relationship.I downed the hot tea in one gulp, not caring how it burned down my throat. Burn away my shame too.“Ah.” I noticed Diana’s widened eyes. “I’m sorry. I didn’t tell you it was hot.”“It’s fine. I saw the misty steam.”Another presence entered the room. I looked toward the door to find Gale, who gave me a short bow.“