All Chapters of His Sinful Pleasure : Chapter 71 - Chapter 75

Zerina's Point Of ViewAll the way home, Lysander didn’t say a word. He drove the car with his eyes fixed straight ahead, his grip tight on the steering wheel. The air around him felt heavy and suffocating, and I didn’t need anyone to tell me that he was not in a good mood.I wanted to explain what had happened. I really did. But every time I parted my lips, the words refused to come out. My throat felt tight, my heart pounding too loudly in my chest. I was nervous—terrified, even. I couldn't bring myself to say anything.I didn’t know if I had done something wrong, but the guilt crept in anyway. Why was he so angry? Was it because of me? I felt like I owed him an sensible explanation, yet I couldn’t find the courage to speak. I stayed quiet the entire drive, hesitating again and again until we finally arrived at the mansion.Lysander parked the car and got out, walking towards the house without waiting for me. I followed slowly behind him, my steps uncertain. By the time I entered th

Author's Point of ViewLysander was standing beside the window, one hand resting against the glass. His eyes were still cold and cruel, but Zerina noticed something different this time. There was no jeweled hardness in their depths. She stepped inside cautiously, and had no idea what to do in the dimly lit room. She felt his hand touch the side of her neck, a hint of colour washed into her pale cheeks. Her breath hitched instantly.Surrounded by silence, she could almost hear his breathing and her slightly disturbing heartbeat pounding in her ears. "I made tea for you." She said softly. "Hmmm." That was all he gave her.Carefully, Zerina managed to find her way in the dark, her fingers trembling as she set the tray down. She poured the tea into a cup and handed it to him with both hands, silently praying that he would like it.Lysander took a slow sip from the tea. Zerina watched him closely, trying so hard to read his expression, to check if he liked it or not but the man's face,

Author's Point Of View Instead of returning to her room, Zerina wandered the third floor like a lost spirit. She sat in the shared lounge, gazing through the tall glass windows until boredom tugged at her. Eventually, she stepped into the balcony, seeking a better view of the sunset. The sky was painted in streaks of purple, orange and soft pink as the sun dipped below the horizon. It was breathtaking.She sighed.The beauty of it made her chest ache—especially knowing she couldn’t share it with him.Pulling her gaze away, she explored the length of the balcony. It stretched across the mansion, immaculate despite being exposed to the elements.Golden vine patterns curled along the railings. The marble floor gleamed white beneath her feet, matching the interior’s design. A round table and chairs sat neatly arranged, as though someone enjoyed tea there regularly.She walked toward the table, intending to sit—Then she saw it. Her eyes landed on a ladder that extended all the way up to