All Chapters of Sinful Desires: Fatal bonds: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

The drive back from Seraphiel’s private courtyard felt different. The expensive car hummed beneath us, the city lights slowly swallowing the quiet hills we’d left behind. I sat in the passenger seat still wearing the flowing white silk robe, the fabric soft against my skin, silver embroidery catching every passing streetlight like tiny stars. Seraphiel kept glancing over at me, his purple robe slightly open at the chest, one hand on the wheel and the other resting possessively on my thigh. “You look dangerous in that,” he murmured, voice low. “Like something I want to unwrap slowly when we get home.” I smiled, heat curling low in my belly. The peaceful painting session had left me feeling lighter, more alive, but now a different kind of energy was building, something playful, teasing, and a little wicked. After weeks of chaos, I wanted to give them something back. Something just for us. When we stepped into the apartment, Aldric was already there, leaning against the kitchen count

Aldric left early the next morning. He didn’t wake me, but I felt the bed shift when he slipped out. A soft kiss pressed to my forehead, the faint scent of his cologne lingering on the pillow. When I finally opened my eyes, Seraphiel was still snoring softly beside me, one arm thrown possessively over my waist. A note sat on the nightstand in Aldric’s precise handwriting: > Going to see my family. Need to handle some things. > Take Seraphiel shopping later if you want. > Wear the new white sweater. > I’ll be back tonight. > — A I stared at the note for a long moment. Aldric rarely talked about his family. They existed in the background, wealthy, influential, distant, and he kept that part of his life carefully separated from us. The fact that he was going alone, without Seraphiel, felt significant. I didn’t push it. After everything we’d been through, I was learning to let him have his silences. Seraphiel woke up grumpy and clingy, complaining about Aldric “sneaking off l

Aldric’s return from the Lin estate was quiet, but the tension he carried with him filled the apartment like smoke. He walked through the door still in the black suit, auburn hair slightly disheveled from the drive. Zero looked up from the couch where he was curled against Seraphiel, and the moment their eyes met, Zero knew something had gone wrong. Seraphiel, ever the more volatile one, sat up straighter, eyes narrowing. “They went after you,” Seraphiel said, not a question. Aldric removed his jacket and hung it carefully. “They disapprove. Adamantly. My mother called it a phase. My father threatened to reconsider my position as successor. My cousins smelled blood and started circling like sharks.” After being filled in with the details Zero stood and crossed the room, wrapping his arms around Aldric’s waist. “I’m sorry.” “Don’t be.” Aldric’s hand came up to stroke Zero’s hair. “It’s nothing new. They’ve been trying to control my life since I was here. This is just the first ti

The dining room did actually go deathly silent after Aldric’s announcement. His father looked like he wanted to lean over the table and beat the hell out of him. His face had turned a dangerous shade of purple, veins bulging at his temples, fists clenched so tightly his knuckles were white. His mother clutched her pearls like they were the only thing keeping her upright, eyes wide with pure outrage. The cousins stared in stunned disbelief, mouths hanging open. I had worriedly reached under the table and held Aldric’s hand, squeezing it. What benefit does he get from ragebaiting his father like this? The thought raced through my mind. It felt reckless, dangerous but there was something undeniably thrilling about it too. The way Aldric had calmly declared he was going to fuck his partner in the next room, right in front of his entire family… it sent a forbidden spark straight to my core. Aldric had stood, pulling me up with him. His grip on my hand was firm, possessive. Seraphiel

The apartment felt too quiet after Seraphiel and Aldric left today. They had gone to deal with their families, some emergency meeting about business ties, old obligations, and the kind of polished conversations that always left them tense and moody. Before they walked out the door, they had both looked at me with the same protective frown. “You stay here,” Aldric had said, voice firm but gentle. “The dorm is safer tonight. Less eyes. We’ll be back before midnight.” Seraphiel had kissed my forehead, then my lips, lingering a second longer than necessary. “Don’t open the door for anyone but us. Text if you need anything. And Zero… don’t overthink. You’re safe.” I had nodded, smiling like I believed it. They left me at the dorm instead of the mansion, saying the mansion felt too exposed right now with everything still swirling online. I didn’t argue. Part of me wanted the familiar walls of my old single room, even if it still carried faint echoes of the worst weeks of my life. So he