BOUND TO My EX'S UNCLE のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 61 - チャプター 68

WARNING: SEXUAL SCENE: R-RATED 18+The water swirled around their waists, cool against the feverish heat of their skin, but it did nothing to temper the slow burn reigniting between them. Roman's arms were still locked around her, his breathing uneven, his eyes dark with a mixture of awe and renewed hunger as he looked down at her.She tilted her head, studying the line of his throat, the pulse jumping there. A wicked little smile curved her lips."My turn to mark you," she murmured teasingly, the effect of the alcohol still lending her that delicious edge of boldness.Roman’s brows arched at her unexpected boldness, surprise flashing briefly before it deepened into something darker, and more approving. "You think you can handle that?"Instead of answering with words, she leaned in and pressed her open mouth to the side of his neck, just below his ear. She sucked gently at first, testing, then harder, drawing the skin between her lips, letting her teeth graze just enough to make him

After dinner, Roman had pulled Evelyn close, whispering against her ear."Time to have dessert."Evelyn had thought she knew Roman's strength. Had felt it. Had believed she could handle whatever he gave her.She was wrong.That night, she discovered Roman had been holding back all along.He was relentless. Insatiable. Taking her again and again until she was begging—first for mercy, then for more, then for mercy again. She couldn't decide what she wanted, her body caught between overwhelming pleasure and the desperate need for rest.Every time she pleaded to stop, it only seemed to fuel him more. He switched between rough and tender without warning—whispering sweet promises in her ear one moment, then filthy praises the next. He carried her from the bed to the wall, from the couch back to the bed, leaving her suspended somewhere between heaven and earth until she finally passed out in his arms, with Roman still burning with energy.—When Evelyn woke, the sun was high above.It was no

“Roman! My boy! You’re finally back in the city!”Roman stood immediately.The elderly man pulled him into a brief but firm hug, patting his back warmly.“Uncle,” Roman greeted respectfully. “Theon informed me you wanted to see my bride. We were passing by, so I brought her to meet you.”He extended his hand toward Evelyn.She stood and placed her hand in his.With grace, she bowed slightly.“It’s a pleasure to meet you, Uncle.”The elderly man’s eyes fell on her.For a brief second, something flickered in his gaze.“Oh my… isn’t this—”He abruptly stopped, due to Roman's subtle glare.The elderly man cleared his throat smoothly.“What a beautiful young wife you have.”He stepped forward and planted a gentle kiss on Evelyn’s cheek.“Come, come. No need to bow so much. It’s a shame Jessica isn’t here tonight. She would have been quite pleased to see who Roman’s bride is.”Evelyn’s brows knitted slightly at that comment.She masked it instantly with a polite smile.“Evelyn,” Roman said

Evelyn barely understood what was happening.One moment, they were in the villa arguing. The next, everything was moving too fast.Voices, urgent footsteps, and Leo speaking rapidly.Roman was already giving orders.Within an hour, arrangements were made. The private jet was prepared, they left with their luggage abandoned.“The old master is in critical condition.”The words kept echoing in her mind.Roman didn’t hesitate. Not even for a second.For the first time since she’d known him, he looked… shaken. Not visibly frantic. But the calmness he always wore around him, cracked.He moved hurriedly, his jaw clenched, and his breathing slightly uneven.It was subtle. But Evelyn saw it. She saw the panic he was trying to bury–On the plane, silence swallowed them.Roman sat beside her, elbows resting on his knees, hands clasped tightly together. His head was slightly lowered.He hadn’t spoken much.Evelyn watched him quietly. She understood.Roman never knew his mother. Never received t