All Chapters of His Sinful Empire : Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

Her eyes widened. “You just said—” “On paper,” I said. “No announcement. Something formal enough to satisfy your father and secure his backing. Long enough for me to reach the Senate without needing him once I’m there.” “And then it ends.” “Cleanly,” I said. “I’ll handle your father when the time comes.” “And Giulia never knows.” I said nothing to that. Because that was the part I hadn’t fully worked out yet. The part that sat wrong no matter how I positioned it. Victoria studied me. “I see you haven’t told her about any of this.” “That’s not your concern.” “It will be when she fi

Victoria had settled into the guest room herself. By the time Dimitri joined me at the dining table, the food was already served. “Babe, you didn’t have to,” he said, looking at the plates. I paused for a second, spoon still in my hand. “If you’re not hungry, I am.” I served him anyway and sat across from him. We sat quietly… I didn’t feel like talking much, and he didn’t push. Then Victoria walked in from the guest room and sat down like she owned the space. “Where’s mine?” she asked casually. “I’m starving.” I turned my head, looking around the room as if I’d misplaced something important. “Where’s the cook?” I said. “I don’t see any cook around here.” She ignored me and looked straight at Dimitri. “You don’t expect me to starve here, do you?” Dimitri sighed, clearly tired already. “You can eat mine. I’m not really hungry.” Before I could say anything, she stood up, took his plate, and set it in front of herself. “What?” slipped out of me. “I’m serio

The apartment looked exactly as I had left it.I dropped my bag by the door, kicked off my shoes, and stood in the middle of the living room for a moment, simply breathing.After changing into something comfortable, I made tea and sat by the window. Then my phone buzzed.It was Dimitri.“I’ll see you tomorrow.”I stared at the message for a while.That was what always affected me about him. He never pressured me when I needed to leave. He never pushed or made me feel guilty for needing space. He just let me go and patiently waited.I should reply.He would worry if I didn’t.I typed a single dot and sent it.It was something I did when I had nothing to say but wanted him to know I was okay. He always understood what it meant.I placed my phone face down and looked back out at the city.The next morning, I woke up and decided to do something just for myself.I dressed in simple jeans, a white top, and simple gold earrings. It required little effort, but somehow it all came together.I

DIMITRI's POV I don’t know how many I’d had. Three. Maybe four. The bottle was still on the table, so I hadn’t finished it, but I’d made a reasonable attempt. I sat there with my shirt half unbuttoned, jacket on the floor somewhere, tie gone, and thought about Giulia’s face when she’d said it. ‘Loving me and choosing me are two different things.’ I picked up the glass. I’d seen her with him. Matteo Ferraro, standing by his car, opening her door like it was something he had the right to do. Smiling at her with the easy confidence of someone who knew exactly what he was doing and had the patience to see it through. I couldn't help but think of how they both met again, if it was since. I knew that kind of man. I knew what Matteo was doing. Knew the slow approach. The patience and appearing in the right places at the right time until the person stopped being surprised to see you. And Giulia was alone and hurt and I had put her there. I’d done that. I poured another d

I walked her back to the bed slowly, taking my time with everything afterward. I kissed her gently, savoring the moment. She seemed eager to rush, but I gently caught her wrists, holding them above her head until she relaxed into the kiss. She made a soft sound that caught my attention. I kissed her jaw, then her neck, right over that tattoo, feeling the pulse beneath my lips. Taking my time, I undressed her slowly, piece by piece, her breathing becoming more erratic as the composed facade she often wore began to fade. When I pulled back to look at her, she turned her face shyly to the side. I gently turned her back to me, saying nothing, just gazing at her until she met my eyes. I resumed kissing down her throat, along her collarbone, and took her breast in my mouth, lingering there until she let out sweet sounds that surprised her. I went lower again, kissing her stomach, her hip, and the inside of her thigh, making her tremble. Her hand reached for my hair before I