All Chapters of Bound By Sins: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Ophelia's POV“Patrick told me they were going to be back last night,” Leona said, pouting, as she leaned on the kitchen island, patting Tatiana lightly while I helped make tomato sauce.“Okay.” Oh, I wanted to say Good for Callum, that stupid, motherfucking cheat. I had warned myself last night that I wasn't supposed to care. This is not me, behaving this way. I was glad I wasn’t sulking because I felt pained; I felt stupid, used, and angry that he had even let her take his phone in the first place and had allowed her to take pictures and sent to me. Did he think I had grown so close to him that I would get jealous?“You won’t tell me what happened last night?” Leona asked for the umpteenth time.“Nothing, I just felt lonely.” I held the knife I was using to slice the onions tightly, chopping fast, imagining how much I’d love to run it into Callum’s neck over and over again like this.Leona mixed the flour while I made the dough. After Tatiana’s nanny had come to take her, a masculin

Ophelia's Pov“How…To...No.” I trailed off, mumbling as I typed on Gale's laptop. It was going to be embarrassing if he found out what I had been using it for, but I would make sure to clear my search history when I was done.I sat on the large bed. “How do I make a man fall madly in love with me…” My fingers danced across the keyboard once more, and I clicked on the first website that popped up. It read: Make him feel like he is needed... Flatter him... Do little things that show you are in love with him... Love him for who he is and what he is.I can do this. Fuck, it's not a big deal. When he gets back covered in someone else's blood, I’ll call him hubby, take him to a basin, wipe him clean, peck his cheek slightly, and thank him for being the best husband. I bit my tongue before clearing all my search history.Gabriella had warned me before she left that he could easily detect lies without even being close — the definition of a human robot. Two weeks from now is his birthday. He d

Callum's PovIf she wouldn’t do it, would I make her?“I think it’s time you give hubby a treat too. I can’t have you starving. Come feast on me, baby.” I freed her wrist, pulling her up by her neck so we were at eye level. Our noses touched, breath fanning hotly against each other. I wanted her to make a move herself, or else I was scared I might force her to eat. I needed to treat Ophelia differently from other girls I’ve fucked or wanted to fuck. I loved my sheets a little red and sticky with white fluid when I was fucking—not at all; they weren’t virgins.“You said I should feast on you too?" she asked her voice like butter to the ear. She took the bar of chocolate into her mouth, and the way she did it dragged a low groan from my throat.“Yes, you said you were hungry.” My hand left her neck, going into her hair and holding it up in a ponytail.Her fingers began tracing lines from my chest, pausing when they reached my torso. My stomach muscles tensed slightly at her feathery tou

Ophelia's POVGale and Callum's brother had gone with the other car, and we were now in a Bugatti sports car with Callum driving at a maddening speed, not caring if he got stopped by a road policeman. An earpod was in his ear as he chanted something in Italian I couldn't understand. From the start of the drive, his brow had been furrowed, not speaking to me and not even telling me where we were going. Maybe a hotel to lodge at, or his home—where he had kept me locked in five years ago. Or probably, he was trying to give me the reasons he had killed my fiancé, and his father, mother, and brother.Finally, the car screeched to a halt after entering into a large estate. Callum came down after he had said a couple more Italian words, pulling the earpods off immediately.“Come with me.”I took his hand after he had helped me out of the car, and he guided me down into the extravagant manor which stood before us.Women in maid attire gave short bows as we walked into the living room.“H-Hey,

Ophelia's Pov “Fuck me for not killing you that day.” My eyes began blurring slowly, the feeling of nausea hitting me greatly. Father deserved more, but I just couldn't stand the sight, and I blacked out.---I yawned lazily, my eyes fluttering open to find myself in a dimly lit room, and I happened to realize where I was immediately after studying the room. Even in my dreams, I had known this place as the room I had stayed in five years ago. The room had been no different from the time I left—the walls were still creamy white with frames of feminine art designing one part of the walls.My body swayed lightly as I tried balancing myself on the floor, which was made of polished dark wood reflecting the light from the chandelier above.“Hey," Gale's voice greeted my ear as he came to assist me immediately. “Are you feeling all right now?" he asked, and I nodded slightly, even when I was barely close to ‘feeling alright.’“I just need a shower."“Uhh, there are no helps around, and Cal