All Chapters of The Debt Of Sin: I’m sleeping with my husband son!: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

I wanted something familiar again. Something stable. Something that belonged to me before my entire life became tangled in secrets and death and forbidden feelings.But another part of me was afraid.Afraid of the timing.Afraid of what people would think.Afraid of stepping back into a world that suddenly felt so different now.Roman watched me carefully.“You don’t have to decide immediately,” he said finally.I looked at him again.His voice stayed calm, steady, grounding.“But if you go back,” he continued quietly, “do it because you want to. Not because someone expects you to.”The words settled somewhere deep inside me.Before I could respond, his phone buzzed.The moment shifted instantly.Roman glanced down at the screen, his expression hardening slightly into that composed business mask he wore so naturally now.“We should get ready,” he said.And just like that, the softness between us faded into something more careful.More controlled.An hour later, the restaurant glowed w

I could feel Roman’s stare even before Daniel and I made it back to the table.Heavy.Unrelenting.The kind that burned slowly across skin without ever touching it.And somehow, despite how dangerous everything between us already was, my pulse still reacted to it.Daniel didn’t seem to notice.Or maybe he did and simply didn’t care.He continued talking beside me easily as we approached the table again, one hand casually tucked into his pocket while the other held his wine glass loosely.Roman stood as we neared.Smooth.Controlled.Every inch of him composed.But I knew him enough now to notice the tension hidden underneath.The slight tightness in his jaw.The way his shoulders had gone rigid.The cold sharpness behind his eyes.Daniel smiled politely.“Elena, you didn’t tell me you came with company.”My chest tightened faintly.For a second, I almost forgot how this looked to everyone else.What this was supposed to be.Who Roman was supposed to be.I forced myself to stay calm.“

Roman’s words lingered in the air like a whispered vow, his arms tightening around me as the first rays of dawn painted golden streaks across our entwined bodies. I shifted slightly in his embrace, my hair spilling over his chest like a cascade of flames, and looked up into his eyes, those intense, storm-gray depths that always seemed to see right through me. "Future adventures, Roman?" I murmured, my voice husky from the night's exertions, a playful edge creeping in despite the lingering vulnerability. His hand slid down my side, tracing the curve of my hip with possessive intent, his fingers brushing the soft, damp skin where our bodies had pressed together. The scent of our shared passion still hung heavy in the room, a heady mix of sweat and arousal that made my pulse quicken anew. I arched into him, my full breasts pressing against his muscular torso, nipples hardening at the memory of his earlier dominance.Without another word, Roman’s lips captured mine in a deep, consumin

The private cinema was dimly lit when we arrived.Soft amber lights lined the walls, casting a warm glow over the luxurious room. It didn’t even feel like a cinema at all. More like an expensive private lounge with oversized reclining seats, thick carpets, and silence wrapped around everything.Only us.No crowded theater.No strangers.Just Roman and me.I should have found it romantic.Instead, my heart had been beating too fast ever since we arrived.Because being alone with him lately felt dangerous in ways I no longer knew how to control.Roman walked ahead slightly as one of the attendants guided us inside. His hand brushed lightly against my lower back, subtle enough to look innocent but deliberate enough to make heat creep up my neck instantly.“This is ridiculous,” I murmured quietly as we entered.Roman glanced down at me briefly.“You don’t like it?”“I didn’t say that.”A faint smirk touched his lips.The room was already prepared for us. Drinks rested on a low table betwe

The look in his eyes made my pulse stumble.Dangerous eyes.Patient eyes.Like he already knew the truth and was simply waiting for me to admit it.I looked away first.And somehow that only irritated me more.“I don’t care who flirts with you,” I said coldly after a moment. “You can do whatever you want.”Roman went still beside me.Completely still.I felt the shift immediately.The air changed.“You don’t mean that.”“I do.”“You’re lying again.”The calmness in his voice made the anger inside me flare hotter.“No,” I snapped softly. “I’m being realistic.”Roman’s eyes narrowed faintly.“Realistic?”“Yes.”I turned toward him fully again, frustration spilling faster now.“You keep acting like I’m supposed to what? Fight over you?” I whispered harshly. “We both know what this is.”Roman stared at me silently.And suddenly I couldn’t stop the next words from coming out.“I’m still your father’s wife.”The second the sentence left my mouthI knew I should not have said it.Roman’s ent