All Chapters of Bound To My Sister's Husband: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Diana I couldn’t believe I’d been reading Lila’s diary for over two hours. The words blurred into scenes in my mind, playing out like a twisted movie I couldn’t pause. Every line felt like a punch to the gut, revealing just how deeply she had betrayed Asher.I glanced over at him, his strong frame rising and falling in the rhythm of sleep. He looked so peaceful, so unaware of the storm brewing around him. For a moment, I envied him. Then, seated in the suffocating darkness, my thoughts began to spiral.It was ironic—no, it was downright cruel—how good people always seemed to bear the brunt of the wickedness in this world. Asher had done nothing, absolutely nothing, to deserve the vile games Lila played. The way she manipulated and used him, stringing him along while scheming with Eddie, was an act of malice I couldn’t comprehend.But then again…wasn’t he partially at fault too? How had he not noticed? Were there really no signs? How could he miss the way her fake smiles never reached

Diana Standing at the edge of the dance floor and chatting with Lisa, my laughter bubbled up as Asher appeared out of nowhere. His possessive intensity caught me off guard, and before I could react, he swept me into his arms.“Oh, so feisty!” I giggled, still riding the high of my amusement. His movements were fluid and deliberate, and every sway of his body was perfectly in time with the music.My hips moved in sync with his, swaying in a slow, sensual rhythm that felt like it was just for us, the rest of the room fading into the background. His hands were firm on my waist, guiding me, holding me close as though daring anyone to even think about interrupting.Then he dipped his head and buried his face in my neck, his breath hot against mine. The intimacy of it sent a delicious shiver down my spine.“I want to eat you,” he murmured, his voice low and husky.A soft, dreamy smile replaced the playful giggle that had been on my lips as his words sank in, leaving a trail of heat in thei

Diana I was halfway through my skincare routine, a ritual I’d adopted from Lila’s impossibly high standards. My naturally clear skin had never needed more than a splash of water and maybe some Vaseline on a bad day. But here I was, layering on vitamin C serums, retinol, and ridiculously overpriced products that smelled like spa treatments. It was wasteful, excessive, and insulting to the simplicity of my old life.I had nothing against skincare itself, but knowing that beneath Lila's glowing skin was a conniving, two-faced bitch made me hate every step of the process. A maid walked in, bowing awkwardly as if afraid of breathing wrong, and handed me an envelope. “From Beta Eddie,” she said.The sight of that envelope in her hands made my blood boil. Eddie was like a cockroach—impossible to get rid of and always lurking in the shadows, ready to spread his filth. What could he possibly want now? Another manipulative plea for attention? Another scheme to draw me into his web of lies an

AsherI lay in bed, sensing that something was bothering Lila. She was still, her back to me. I could feel the tension in her body in the way she held herself like she was trying to hold everything together.My hand rested on her hip. I waited for a response, hoping that she would relax into my touch. But she didn't. She didn't stiffen either, but she didn't melt into me like she usually did. Instead, she remained still, like she was a million miles away.Usually, when I touched her like this, she would turn around, snuggle into me, and we would spend the morning wrapped in each other's arms. I wanted to ask her what was wrong and fix whatever was bothering her. But I hesitated, knowing that sometimes, when she was like this, asking for answers only made things worse.So I stayed quiet, holding her, hoping that my presence would be enough to remind her that she wasn't alone. I held her close, feeling her warmth, her heartbeat, and her gentle breathing.Perhaps she was struggling with

DianaAfter successfully obtaining Theodore's hair, I went to the lab to get the testing done. But now I worried about what the technicians would think, and I had to navigate the delicate process of getting it tested without arousing suspicion.Being the supposed queen of the pack put me in the public eye. Gossip could spread like wildfire, and I needed to ensure this matter remained under wraps.I pushed open the door and slipped inside. The receptionist looked up as I entered and had a curious expression on her face. She recognized me and leaped off her chair.“My Queen,” she bowed.I hesitated for a moment, unsure of how much to reveal. "I need to get some testing done.” The head scientist, a man in his fifties with sharp eyes and a calm spirit greeted me. He didn’t strike me as someone who would spread rumors, but the people working under him might not be as silent."This is strictly confidential," I said, looking him straight in the eye when he led me to his office. "Can I trust