All Chapters of BOUND TO My EX'S UNCLE : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

The door closed softly behind Maya.Silence settled in the room heavily.Evelyn remained seated, her posture relaxed, her fingers resting lightly on the file in front of her. She did not rush to speak. She simply watched.Maya took a few slow steps forward, her heels echoing faintly against the polished floor. There was confidence in her stride, as she walked like she owned the office.Her lips curved faintly.“I didn’t expect to see you here.”Evelyn met her gaze without blinking.“Neither did I.”For a brief moment, the air between them stilled.Then Maya let out a soft, amused breath.“I heard you had a miscarriage.”Evelyn’s throat tightened for the slightest second, but her expression did not change.“That has nothing to do with why you’re here,” she said calmly. “Let’s focus on business—if you’re capable.”Maya laughed lightly.“Oh, I’m capable,” she said, tilting her head slightly. “Just not of pretending.”Her gaze sharpened.“I know you were never pregnant when you married Na

Evelyn didn’t move for a moment.She couldn’t remember the last time she had been rendered this quiet.Once was enough. Twice… felt absurd.And yet, there was warmth spreading slowly in her chest. Uninvited.Her gaze drifted to the racks, the dresses, and the endless selection.Everything so far had been for her.Only her.Before she could think too much about it, she turned and walked out of the fitting area.“Madam?” the staff called softly behind her.But she didn’t stop.Roman looked up again as she approached.“Where are you going?”“To the men’s section.”He paused. “…Why?”She looked at him like the answer should have been obvious.“To pick clothes for you.”He opened his mouth, ready to refuse. But then stopped.Something shifted in his expression.“…Alright.”—The atmosphere changed when they entered the men’s section.It had darker tones, cleaner lines, and more structured designs.Evelyn moved between the racks, her fingers brushing lightly over the fabrics.Then she stop

Evelyn’s grip tightened against Roman’s shirt. She slowly shook her head, pressing her face against his chest. Roman’s brows drew together in confusion, but he didn’t pull away. His hand settled at her back, moving in slow, steady circles. “I’m sorry,” he murmured against her hair. “I took longer than I expected. It was an important call.” “Mmm…” Evelyn murmured faintly, her voice muffled against him. He let out a quiet hum in response, the sound vibrating through his chest beneath her cheek. For a moment, neither of them moved. Evelyn inhaled slowly, grounding herself in his scent and warmth, and the steady rhythm of his breathing. After a while, she pulled back. The flash drive pressed into her palm. She tilted her head up to look at him, her eyes searching his face for a moment. Nathan’s words echoed faintly in her mind. ‘Roman is the only person connected to those people.’ The question in her mind, burned at the tip of her tongue. Her lips parted. “I’m tired,” she sa

Before she could protest again, he slid down her body, strong hands spreading her thighs wider. His mouth descended on her, tongue flattening against her clit in one long, slow lick that made her cry out. Evelyn’s back bowed off the couch as he devoured her—licking, sucking, and teasing with expert precision. His hands held her hips down when she tried to squirm away from the overwhelming sensation.Every moan, every gasp she made seemed to spur him on. He hummed against her, the vibration sending sparks through her veins. He pushed two fingers back inside her, curling them in that perfect rhythm while his tongue worked her clit relentlessly.“Roman— oh God—” she gasped, her fingers gripping the couch cushions tightly.He didn’t let up. His free hand reached up, pushing her dress higher so he could palm her breast, thumb brushing over her hardened nipple through the thin bra. The dual sensations—his mouth on her most sensitive part and his hand on her chest—pushed her closer to the

The days passed in a blur.Evelyn moved through them on instinct, her thoughts constantly drifting back to Nathan, and the contents in that flash drive. Even when she forced herself to focus, something always pulled her away again.She was so distracted that people around her noticed it.But she tried her best to maintain her composure, offering input where necessary in meetings, never letting the distraction fully show.At least, not until now.The conference room was filled with low voices and the rustle of documents as another project was brought forward.Evelyn stared at the file in front of her, her eyes scanning the page without truly reading it.“Mrs. Sinclair.”She didn’t respond.“Mrs. Sinclair.”Still nothing.“Evelyn.”The sound of her name snapped her back.She lifted her head, her gaze settling on Marcus, who was watching her with a measured look. The room had gone quiet.“My apologies,” she said evenly."I asked for your opinion," he said smoothly. "On the proposed rest