All Chapters of Tempted by my Godlike boss: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

ROSELINE’S POVSinclair stabilized again that night, the doctors managing to calm his heart rate back down before anything worse could happen. By the time Florian and I finally got home, exhaustion sat heavy in my bones, though sleep still refused to come when I climbed into bed.I lay there staring at the ceiling, my father’s words echoing over and over in my mind. My only wish left is to see you truly settled, truly happy,just the way Florian cares for you.I turned onto my side, closing my eyes, trying to force sleep to take me, but my mind wouldn’t stop racing. I thought about his face, so pale, so weak, yet still filled with so much love as he spoke to me. I thought about the fear in his eyes when he admitted how long he had carried this secret alone.I glanced over at Florian sleeping beside me, his chest rising and falling steadily, his face peaceful despite everything happening around us. I studied him quietly for a while, thinking about everything we had already been through

FLORIAN’S POVGabriel’s call had turned out to be about a small break-in at one of our storage facilities, nothing connected to Adrian directly, just an unlucky coincidence of bad timing. Still, the tension of the morning lingered with me the rest of the day, mixing strangely with the memory of that kiss in the hallway, the taste of it still sitting warm on my lips hours later.That evening, Roseline and I sat across from each other at the kitchen table, a notepad and pen resting between us. We needed clear boundaries on how we would handle ourselves publicly and privately until the danger passed.“Okay,” Roseline said, clearing her throat slightly, her voice carrying that same businesslike tone she used whenever she wanted to seem more composed than she actually felt. “I think we need actual rules right now. Real ones. Not just for show anymore, since Adrian already knows about us.”“Agreed,” I said, nodding slowly.“First,” she said, picking up the pen, “no leaving the house alone.

ROSELINE’S POVI couldn’t sleep. Every time I closed my eyes, the image Florian had shown me flashed clearly behind my eyelids, myself walking toward my car that morning, completely unaware and exposed. Someone had been close enough to take that picture. Close enough to follow me, and I hadn’t even noticed.I turned onto my side, staring at the empty space beside me where Florian should have been, though he was still downstairs, probably still hunched over his laptop, trying to trace whatever he could from that horrible message.My mind kept spinning with questions. How long had they been watching? Had they been outside our house before, other mornings, other times I never noticed? What if next time it wasn’t just a photo?I sat up slowly, wrapping my arms around my knees, my whole body trembling slightly despite the warmth of the room. I heard soft footsteps on the stairs a while later, and Florian appeared in the doorway, his face tired, drawn tight with the same fear I felt sitting

ROSELINE’S POVNurses rushed in quickly, surrounding my father’s bed, checking the monitors, adjusting something in his IV line as his coughing slowly began to settle. Florian pulled me gently backward, giving them room to work, though my eyes stayed locked on my father the entire time, fear gripping tightly at my chest.“He’s stabilizing,” one of the nurses said after a moment, though her voice carried a note of caution. “But he needs to stay calm. No more excitement for now.”My father’s breathing gradually evened out, his eyes still open, though his exhaustion was clear in the way they struggled to stay focused. Once the nurses stepped back slightly, I moved close again, taking his hand carefully.“Dad,” I said softly, “you don’t have to keep talking right now. Rest first, please.”“No,” he said weakly, though firmly, his grip tightening slightly around my fingers. “I need to finish. I don’t know how much time I have left, Roseline. I can’t leave this unsaid.”I glanced worriedly t

FLORIAN’S POVI moved toward the bedside table and pulled open the drawer, revealing the silk rope and blindfold I’d placed there earlier.When I turned back to Roseline, her breathing had already quickened.“Trust me,” I whispered.She nodded without hesitation.Her absolute trust in me sent something powerful through my chest.I walked back to the bed and gently took her wrists, securing them to the headboard with the silk rope. I made sure the knots were firm enough to hold her but not tight enough to hurt her.The moment I finished, I watched her reaction.Her heart was racing. I could see it in the rise and fall of her chest, in the anticipation written across her face.I leaned over her and brushed my lips against hers before reaching for the blindfold.I tied it gently over her eyes, plunging her into darkness.“You’re all mine now,” I whispered against her ear.With her sight taken away, every other sense seemed to sharpen.I watched her react to every movement of my hands, ev