Sinful Vows의 모든 챕터: 챕터 61 - 챕터 70

“Hello, Norah, you came again.”The voice was a deep, resonant rumble that carried across the vast sitting room, its tone surprisingly warm and welcoming. Norman Malcovich stood near the grand, sweeping staircase, a smile gracing his lips as he extended a hand in a gesture of welcome. He was dressed in a dark, impeccably tailored suit that spoke of quiet, undeniable power. His graying hair was slicked back, and his eyes, a startlingly sharp blue, fixed on Aria.Aria felt a tremor run through her. It was a visceral, involuntary reaction, a deep-seated fear that rooted itself in her bones every time she was in his presence. She had perfected the art of a calm exterior, but inside, a storm raged. The very air in this house felt thick with secrets, steeped in the history of her family's ruin. The marble floors gleamed under the soft light of a massive crystal chandelier that hung like a frozen waterfall from the high ceiling. The furniture, covered in rich velvet and polished mahogany, lo

“You don't need to talk much,” Ethan said, his voice a low, soothing hum. His hand gently caressed Aria's palm, a gesture so simple, yet it held the weight of a thousand unspoken feelings. He was smiling, a slow, tender curve of his lips as he filled his mouth with a spoonful of rich, creamy mashed potatoes. He then took a small bite of chicken, chewing slowly, his gaze never leaving her. The contentment on his face was so genuine, so complete, that it was a physical blow to her. It was a stark reminder of the beautiful, impossible lie she was living.Aria's heart was a hollow ache in her chest. She forced her own lips into a small smile, a fragile mask to hide the turmoil within. With a steady hand that she didn't know she possessed, she scooped a generous portion of the steaming soup into her porcelain bowl. The aroma of wild mushrooms and herbs filled the air, a warm, earthy scent that was strangely calming. She lifted the spoon to her mouth, the liquid a velvety warmth on her tong

“Dad, do you have to talk about Marcus Gerry? He's just an old man that's disabled, dad, come on.”Ethan’s voice was a low rumble, laced with a casual indifference he did not feel. He scooped up a forkful of tender chicken, his movements deliberate, his expression carefully neutral. He was watching his father, the man who had built an empire with a cold, ruthless efficiency, the same man who now sat across from him, his face a mask of irritation and suspicion. The easygoing atmosphere of their earlier banter had vanished the moment Norman had brought up Marcus. It was as if a heavy curtain had been drawn, revealing the true, stark reality of their relationship. The playful father and son were gone, replaced by the stoic CEO and his even more formidable heir.Norman’s eyes, those unsettlingly sharp blue eyes, fixed on his son. A vein pulsed faintly in his temple, a telltale sign of his growing frustration. He set his cutlery down with a faint clatter that seemed to echo in the vast sil

“You should have called me when you saw your period came out. You have your phone with you,” Ethan said, his voice a gentle rebuke. He helped Norah step out of the opulent restroom, his arm wrapped firmly around her waist, supporting her as if she were made of glass. He ran a hand through her hair, his touch so soft and filled with concern that it was almost unbearable. He was a constant reminder of the warmth and affection she had never expected to find, a warmth that was now a painful contrast to the cold, hard reality of her mission.Aria feigned a small, pained sigh, leaning into his embrace. The lie, so simple and yet so devastating, sat on her tongue like a bitter pill. She had already fixed on the tampon the maid had discreetly handed her, a prop in her elaborate charade. It was a bizarre, humiliating experience, but she knew it was necessary to explain her panicked retreat and the hard drive now pressing uncomfortably against her skin.“I’m sorry, Ethan,” she murmured, her voi

He chuckled, his lips brushing against my ear. “Only for you, princess. Only for you.”The air crackled with a silent, simmering tension. My mission, my hatred, my pain—it all felt so distant, so unreal. He was so close. His scent, the clean, masculine scent of him, filled my senses, and I felt a dangerous, unfamiliar wave of desire. I leaned into him, my lips just a whisper away from his ear.“I bet you’re sweet all over,” I whispered, the words slipping out of my mouth before I could stop them.He laughed, a deep, throaty sound that vibrated through my body. “You have no idea, princess. No idea at all.”The laughter was contagious, a sweet, intoxicating sound that filled the room. We were just two people, completely lost in each other, a brief respite from the harsh reality of the world. But that reality had a way of intruding."I need to talk to the maids," Ethan said, a reluctant sigh leaving his lips. "I’ll tell them to get you some fresh clothes and some tea. They need to know t