All Chapters of His Favorite Sin: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Brinda's P.O.V My mind was louder than the silence in me which kept on filling thoughts about Jason. What Sofie said and the safety of my baby. “I'm so glad I decided to stroll this moment.” while stretching my arms. That was when I saw it. A small sign nailed to a pole just few steps from where I was. Prenatal Yoga— Gentle movement. Calm mind. Healthy baby. I stared at it longer than neccesary. “Maybe it would not be such a bad idea to try it out besides it would be nice seeing new faces.”I said to myself. I quickly loosened the bun tied on my hair to feel more relaxed while heading to the address. The yoga studio was warm and quiet when I arrived. Soft music floated through the air, calming without being intrusive. The scent of lavender wrapped around me the moment I stepped inside, and for the first time in days, my shoulders relaxed slightly.I glared around to notice that I wasn't the only pregnant woman here which brought so much warmth to my soul. Women of different

Jason P.O.V The boardroom was colder than I expected. Papers stacked neatly, faces sharp, eyes sharper. I sat at the head of the table, pretending I wasn’t sweating under my suit.“Jason,” the director began. “We’ve reviewed your progress. Frankly, your performance has been… lacking and would eventually lead to the down fall of this company.”I clenched my fists under the table. “I—”“You have thirty days,” he continued. “Thirty days to meet all requirements. If you fail, the responsibility of the company will be transferred to Nathan. Entirely.”I felt my stomach twist. “Transferred?”“Completely. That is non-negotiable.”“Thirty days. Thirty days to prove I could run this empire. Or lose everything. Everything.” my mind kept circling on. The meeting ended abruptly. People stood, murmuring, shuffling papers. Chairs scraped. I didn’t move. I couldn’t.Then I heard it—footsteps behind me. Slow, deliberate.Nathan.He stopped at the edge of my chair, leaning slightly, a sly smirk cur

Brinda's P.O.V I sat on my bed, staring at the small pile of clothes I had folded. Each piece felt heavier than the last, like it carried a memory I was trying to leave behind. My heart thumped in my chest as I slowly moved things into my suitcase. I wasn’t in a hurry, not because I doubted my decision, but because I couldn’t let the reality hit too fast.Mrs Abigail was in the kitchen, humming softly, unaware I was packing. I wanted it that way. Quiet. Controlled. Safe.I picked up my phone and dialed Sofie. My fingers shook slightly, but I forced calm.“Sofie… I’ll be coming to your place. I need to be far away from Jason for now… I can't let him find out about my escape,” I said, my voice low.There was a pause on the line, then her cheerful voice rang out: “Bri… finally. I’m glad that you are finally choosing peace which I know it wasn't an easy choice but it is freedom choice for you.”I exhaled softly, relief mixed with fear. “I really needed this… I need this, Sofie. I can’t k

Brinda's P.O.VThe hall smelled of disinfectant and impatience.I stared as people sat in rows, some whispering, some scrolling endlessly on their phones, others staring straight ahead like they were afraid to blink and miss their names being called. My palms were damp, my fingers curled tightly around my documents like someone might snatch my future away if I loosened my grip.This was it.No turning back.When my name was called, my heart jumped violently against my chest. I stood up slowly, my legs feeling strangely light and heavy at the same time, and followed the officer behind the glass door.Biometrics.Fingerprints.Photograph.Short instructions delivered with no emotion.I did everything they asked, nodding, responding when necessary, my mind barely catching up with my body. I kept telling myself to breathe. Just breathe. One step at a time.When it was over, I was asked to sit again.Minutes felt like hours.Then my name was called… again.This time, the officer slid a pa

Brinda's P.O.V The car was too quiet.Not the peaceful kind.The dangerous kind.Nathan’s hands were steady on the steering wheel, eyes fixed on the road like nothing in this world could distract him. Meanwhile, my heart was beating like it wanted to jump out of my chest and run before me.“Think, Brinda. Think fast before things get worse.” I wandered. Every second that passed felt like borrowed time.I folded my hands on my lap, fingers trembling despite my effort to stay calm. My phone was buried inside my bag, screen off, silent—but I could almost feel it burning against my skin.“You’ve been quiet,” Nathan said while clearing his throat. I forced a small laugh. “Should I be talking?”He glanced at me briefly, then back to the road. “You always talk to me Brinda. What's change.” He added. “Nothing has changed Nathan, all I just need is my space beside I love my new quiet Era.”I said. “Is there something you want to talk about.” Nathan asked. My chest tightened.“That was adr