Chapter 72 —Aylin AdlerNarrator:The gala was in full swing, the hall filled with important people, businessmen, politicians, socialites, and people who had probably made their fortunes in ways as questionable as Roman's. But tonight, it wasn't anyone's reputation that was the center of attention. It was Aylin.From the moment they entered the grand hall, arm in arm like the married couple they were—legally, at least—all eyes were on her. Some were filled with curiosity, others with pure disbelief, but all were focused on the woman Roman Adler had by his side with the confidence of a man who knew exactly what he had.“Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you my wife, Aylin Adler,” he announced, in a tone so comfortable, so proud, as if he had been married to her for years.Aylin kept her composure, smiling politely as she whispered through clenched teeth.“You're enjoying this too much.”Roman leaned slightly toward her ear.“You should too.”His hand slid boldly down her lower back, tr

Chapter 74 —I Hate You, Damn DevilNarrator:Aylin was still panting, her body trembling with every residual spasm, her mind reeling from the brutal pleasure Roman had mercilessly wrested from her. But the heat on her skin did not subside... no. Because Roman was still inside her, still holding her tightly against his body, still looking at her with those dark eyes that devoured her relentlessly.Aylin clung to his shoulders, trying to catch her breath, but all she managed to do was feel him closer, more solid, more real.Roman noticed the way her fingers clenched against his shirt, the way her body molded to his, and he smiled with pure danger.“Don't play shy now, wife,” he murmured against her ear, sliding his hands down her back, caressing her with an almost sinful devotion. “I love it when you let go.”Aylin snorted against his neck, but she didn't pull away, she couldn't. Because the desire hadn't completely faded, because her body was still burning, because, damn it, she wanted

Chapter 76 —We Need to TalkNarrator:Roman emerged from the bathroom shirtless, his skin still damp from the shower and his pajama bottoms hanging dangerously low on his hips. He ran a towel through his hair with lazy movements, as if he were in no hurry, but his eyes were already fixed on Aylin.She was sitting on the bed, her wet hair falling over her shoulders, the towel still wrapped around her body. Her legs were tucked under the sheets, her expression neutral... too neutral. But he knew her. He knew her mind was racing. He approached slowly, with that confidence of his that drove her crazy. He leaned on the edge of the bed, looking at her intently, before dropping the towel on the nightstand.“Waiting for me, wife?” he asked with amusement in his voice.Aylin snorted, looking away from his unashamed body.“I just want to sleep.”Roman smiled sidelong.“Oh, really?”He climbed onto the bed with the same exasperating calm and, without asking, took the towel from her hands and toss

Chapter 78 —Welcome to the fucking revelation of the century.Narrator:Dominic leaned against the desk with his arms crossed, watching Roman with an expression of disbelief mixed with amusement.“You're in a suspiciously good mood today.”Roman, who was reviewing some documents, barely looked up, but the shadow of a crooked smile appeared on his face.“Oh, really?Dominic nodded exaggeratedly.”Yes. In fact, I don't remember ever seeing you so... cheerful.Roman put down the paper he was holding and leaned back in his chair with a relaxed air.“Maybe I just slept well.”Dominic let out a sarcastic laugh.“Come on, don't take me for an idiot. This has to do with your new marital status, doesn't it?”Roman didn't answer right away, but the sparkle in his eyes gave him away before he spoke.“Maybe...”Dominic narrowed his eyes.“Shit. Are you telling me that...?”“No.” Roman interrupted him before he could finish his sentence. “It's not love, Dominic.”The man raised his hands in a gestu

Chapter 80 —SunflowersNarrator:Aylin drove in silence, with Sasha sitting beside her, both immersed in an emotionally charged atmosphere. The afternoon sun bathed the streets in golden light, but inside the car, the tension was palpable.Sasha shifted in her seat, her fingers fiddling with the hem of her skirt. She wasn't usually nervous, but Aylin noticed it immediately.“Are you okay?” she asked gently, without taking her eyes off the road.The teenager took a deep breath and nodded, but her voice sounded shaky when she spoke.“A little... I'm nervous.”Aylin glanced at her and frowned.“Why?”Sasha looked down and bit her lower lip before whispering, almost shyly:“Because today... I'm going to introduce her to my mom, my new mom.” Aylin felt the air catch in her chest. Her hands tensed on the steering wheel, her eyes instantly filling with tears, but she said nothing. She couldn't. Because her throat had completely closed up at those words. Sasha looked up, meeting Aylin's gaze f