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BOUND BY THE BILLIONAIRE LAWYER.
BOUND BY THE BILLIONAIRE LAWYER.
Author: Atuu_

CHAPTER ONE.

Author: Atuu_
last update Huling Na-update: 2024-12-17 17:49:24

The blood came first.

Sophie Myers stood frozen, her hands trembling as she stared down at the deep crimson pooling around her feet. The silk of her pale dress clung to her thighs, stained and ruined. She blinked, trying to focus, but the sounds of the party around her, the laughter, the music, and the clinking of champagne glasses—were all drowned out by the thundering of her heart.

No.

Her stomach twisted violently, a sharp pain shooting through her body. She sucked in a breath, barely able to stand. Her fingers curled tightly around the edge of the marble table beside her, nails scraping against the surface.

“Edward.” Her voice was small, breaking under the weight of her panic. She found him a few steps away, his back to her, perfectly poised with his colleagues. “Edward, please…”

Her husband turned slowly, a glass of whiskey balanced between his fingers. His expression hardened the moment his gaze met hers, a flicker of irritation at the interruption, as though she were a child tugging at his sleeve.

“What is it, Sophie?” he asked. His voice was low, flat, laced with impatience.

“I’m bleeding,” she whispered, her words trembling on her lips. “Something’s wrong.”

Edward’s brows furrowed, his lips pressing into a thin line as he regarded her for a moment. Then he sighed. A heavy, exasperated sound. “Go to the bathroom. Fix yourself up.”

Her knees buckled. She reached for him, desperate for support, but he stepped back. “Edward—”

“For God’s sake, Sophie, not here.”

It happened all at once.

The sharp, searing pain surged through her abdomen, forcing the air from her lungs. The edges of her vision darkened as her body crumbled, the floor rushing up to meet her. The last thing she saw before everything went black was Edward’s polished shoes stepping out of her way.

♡♡♡

The first thing Sophie noticed when she woke was the cold.

The sterile smell of antiseptic burned her nose, and her body felt unnaturally heavy, pinned to the thin hospital bed. Her head throbbed. She tried to lift her arms, but they felt like lead.

“Mrs. Flynn?”

A nurse hovered beside her, adjusting the IV drip. Her expression was gentle, but her eyes were full of pity. Sophie opened her mouth to speak, but her voice came out hoarse.

“What…” Her throat burned. “What happened?”

The nurse hesitated. “You’ve had a miscarriage, ma’am.”

Miscarriage.

The word cut through Sophie like a blade, it was sharp and merciless. Her hand instinctively touched her stomach, fingers pressing against the flatness beneath the hospital gown.

Gone.

She closed her eyes as tears burned behind her lids. It was all too much, the pain, the emptiness, the silence pressing down on her.

“You’re awake.”

The voice was cold and indifferent. Sophie’s eyes fluttered open. Edward stood at the foot of the bed, dressed impeccably in his tailored suit. He looked out of place in the harsh hospital light, too perfect, too composed.

Her lips parted, but no words came.

Edward’s gaze flickered to the nurse. “Leave us.”

The woman gave Sophie one last glance before slipping out of the room, the door clicking shut behind her. The silence stretched between them, thick and suffocating.

“You didn’t have to come,” Sophie managed, her voice sounding weak.

Edward raised an eyebrow, the faintest trace of amusement in his expression. “Don’t flatter yourself, Sophie. I needed to see you awake.”

She frowned, confusion clouding her features. “Why?”

Edward didn’t answer right away. Instead, he reached into his coat and pulled out a file. He placed it on the small tray table beside her bed with a dull thud.

“What is that?”

“Divorce papers,” Edward said.

The words hung in the air like smoke, choking her. Sophie stared at the folder, unable to comprehend what she was seeing.

“Divorce?” Her voice trembled. “Edward, you can’t be serious. Not… not now.”

Edward’s expression didn’t change. If anything, his gaze grew colder. “I’ve been serious for a while, Sophie. I wanted this before the party, but I waited. Now there’s no reason to delay.”

“No reason?” Her voice cracked, tears pooling in her eyes. “I just lost our child, Edward.”

“And I’m sorry for that,” he replied, though his tone said otherwise. “But this has nothing to do with it. It’s over, Sophie. It’s been over for a long time.”

Sophie stared at him, searching his face for something, regret, sadness, anything. But Edward Flynn was a man carved from stone. The husband she once loved, the man who had once whispered promises into her ear, was nowhere to be found.

“Why now?” she whispered.

Edward sighed, glancing at his watch. “I’m not here to argue. Just sign the papers, Sophie.”

He pushed the file closer to her, the pen resting neatly on top.

Sophie’s hands shook as she reached for it, her body still weak from everything she’d lost. The pain in her chest was unbearable, but not a single tear fell. She wouldn’t cry in front of him. Not now.

Edward watched her, clearly expecting resistance. He was ready for a fight, ready for her to beg, to plead. But she didn’t.

Sophie picked up the pen, steadying her grip.

“What happens to me after this?” she asked softly, not looking at him.

Edward’s voice was cold. “That’s not my concern.”

Her heart splintered, but her face remained blank. Without another word, she pressed the pen to the paper and signed her name, once, then again.

The scratching of the pen against the paper was the only sound in the room. When she finished, she set the pen down and pushed the file back toward him.

Edward blinked, clearly surprised. He hadn’t expected her to let go so easily.

“It’s done,” she said quietly, her voice was empty.

He stared at her for a moment, something unreadable flashing in his eyes. For the briefest of seconds, Sophie thought she saw regret. But it was gone just as quickly.

Edward picked up the file, tucking it neatly under his arm. “I’ll have someone collect the rest of your things from the house.”

He turned and walked toward the door, his polished shoes clicking against the hospital floor. At the threshold, he paused, looking back at her.

“Take care of yourself, Sophie.”

The door clicked shut behind him, leaving Sophie alone in the cold, sterile room.

She lay back against the pillows, staring at the ceiling as silence filled the space around her.

She wasn’t Edward Flynn’s wife anymore.

Sophie Myers, the woman who once wore his name was now just another divorcee.

The tears came quietly, trailing down her cheeks, but she didn’t sob. She let them fall until there was nothing left.

And when the tears dried, something else settled deep inside her chest, something cold and unbreakable.

It was over.

But Sophie wasn’t.

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  • BOUND BY THE BILLIONAIRE LAWYER.   CHAPTER TWO.

    The week after, the hospital felt like a blur.Sophie Myers moved through the days on autopilot, eating when the nurses reminded her, staring at the beige walls of her hospital room, and ignoring the pity in the doctor’s eyes when he checked on her recovery. Her body was healing, but her mind wasn’t.Edward hadn’t returned after the divorce papers. No calls, no messages, not even an assistant to deliver the rest of her belongings.On the eighth day, Sophie stood by the window, the hospital gown hanging loose on her shoulders as sunlight poured in. Enough was enough. If Edward wouldn’t keep his end of the deal, she’d handle it herself.♡♡♡When Sophie arrived at the mansion, it felt like walking into a hollow memory lane.The Flynn estate was as grand as ever, with arched gates, pristine lawns, the long driveway she used to love. But something was off.Too quiet.Her heels clicked against the marble floors as she entered, carrying the faint echo of an empty house. There were no servant

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  • BOUND BY THE BILLIONAIRE LAWYER.   CHAPTER THREE.

    Sophie sat on the hard cot in her cell, staring at the peeling paint on the grey walls. Two days. Forty-eight hours of nothing but silence, stale food, and the cold realization that no one was coming for her.The police had given her no lawyer, no phone call. They’d left her there like a criminal without rights without a voice. When the metal door creaked open on the third morning, she didn’t even look up.“You’re allowed to see a lawyer now,” the officer said flatly.Sophie’s head snapped up. “Finally,” she muttered under her breath as she stood, her legs stiff from sitting too long.The interrogation room was colder this time, Sophie sat across from a rotating series of lawyers, faces that looked her over once, their expressions were guarded, and left within minutes.The excuses were endless. “It’s a conflict of interest.” “I can’t take on a case of this magnitude.” “I have other commitments.”But she knew the truth. None of them wanted to cross Edward Flynn, not even in death. His

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  • BOUND BY THE BILLIONAIRE LAWYER.   CHAPTER FOUR.

    Lucas stepped into the massive office of Drake Hazelwood. The room was dim, save for the streaks of sunlight slashing through the tall windows, painting sharp, golden lines across the mahogany desk and leather chairs. Everything in here spoke of wealth, power, and the silent danger Drake exuded because Drake Hazelwood didn’t do anything unless it benefitted him.And Lucas knew that.Drake sat behind his desk, leaned back in a leather chair, a glass of dark amber whiskey swirling lazily in his hand. He didn’t bother to look up as Lucas entered, his eyes fixed on the city skyline outside the window.“You’re late,” Drake muttered, his voice smooth and low, as if he couldn’t be bothered to care.Lucas clenched his fists to his sides, fighting back the irritation clawing its way up. “You knew I’d come.”Finally, Drake looked at him. His gaze was sharp—too sharp. “Of course you came. You wouldn’t be here otherwise.”Lucas ignored the smug tone and cut straight to the point. “I need you to f

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  • BOUND BY THE BILLIONAIRE LAWYER.   CHAPTER FIVE.

    Sophie barely slept that night. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw the cold, unreadable expression on Drake’s face as he told her she was married to him. Married. To him. The words echoed in her mind, but no matter how many times she repeated them, it didn’t make any sense.What had she signed? She kept trying to remember the papers she’d scrawled her name on, but the memory was fuzzy. Had she missed the marriage certificate buried in the stack of documents? No, she hadn’t seen it. It was a trap, a calculated move by Drake, and now she was tangled in a web of his making.She sat up in her small apartment, staring at the gray morning light spilling through the window. Her phone buzzed on the table, and she grabbed it, hoping for some kind of reprieve from the nightmare. It was an unfamiliar number, but Sophie didn’t hesitate before answering."Hello?""Mrs. Hazelwood," came Drake’s voice, smooth and chilling as ever. "I need you to meet me at my office today. It’s time to finalize

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  • BOUND BY THE BILLIONAIRE LAWYER.   CHAPTER SIX.

    Sophie woke up to the blinding light streaming through the window. It felt like she’d only just closed her eyes, but the day was already here. A new day in the hell that Drake had trapped her in.Her phone buzzed. A message from him. Be ready in an hour. We have somewhere to be.Sophie wanted to throw the phone across the room. But she didn’t. She knew better than to act out now. If she was going to survive this, she needed to keep her cool.She threw on a dress, something simple, nothing too flashy. She didn’t want to give him any reason to look at her more than necessary. But deep down, she knew it wouldn’t matter. He looked at her like she was a puzzle to be solved—a toy to be played with.When she walked into the living room, Drake was already waiting, his usual cold expression plastered on his face. He stood by the door, hands in his pockets, looking like a goddamn statue. His gaze met hers, and for a split second, something flickered in his eyes. But then it was gone, replaced w

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  • BOUND BY THE BILLIONAIRE LAWYER.   CHAPTER SEVEN.

    Drake’s body sagged against Sophie as they stumbled through the front door. His weight was unbearable, nearly sending her to the ground more than once, but she clenched her teeth and pushed forward. She wasn’t sure what scared her more—seeing him collapse or the raw weakness she’d seen in his eyes just before he did.She lowered him onto the bed, her arms trembling from the effort. He looked like a shadow of himself, pale, damp, and utterly defeated. Drake Hazelwood, the man who never flinched, never broke, was now lying there like a man on the edge of something terrifying.“Drake.” Her voice was steady, even though she didn’t feel it. “What’s wrong? What happened?”His eyes flickered open, just barely. The usual sharpness was gone, replaced with something softer, something that tugged at her chest. “Nothing,” he croaked, his voice so quiet she had to strain to hear it.“Don’t give me that,” she snapped, brushing the damp strands of hair from his forehead. “You don’t just collapse in

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  • BOUND BY THE BILLIONAIRE LAWYER.   CHAPTER EIGHT.

    Sophie stirred at the faint sound of his voice, low and raspy. She blinked against the morning light spilling through the curtains, her eyes landing on Drake as he shifted restlessly on the bed."Althea…" he muttered, his voice cracking like it carried the weight of something unspeakable.Sophie frowned, inching closer. “Drake?”He didn’t respond, his brow furrowing deeply as he whispered the name again. Althea.Her chest tightened. Who was Althea? The name meant nothing to her, yet the way he said it—it was almost desperate.She reached out, her hand hovering just above his shoulder before gently pressing against it. “Drake, it’s me. Sophie.”His eyes fluttered open, glassy and unfocused. For a moment, it was as though he didn’t recognize her. Then his gaze softened, and the corners of his mouth twitched in something like relief.“Sophie,” he rasped, his voice barely audible.“Yeah,” she murmured, trying to ignore the knot forming in her stomach. “It’s me. You’re burning up.”Her han

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  • BOUND BY THE BILLIONAIRE LAWYER.   CHAPTER NINE.

    Sophie heard the faint creak of the bathroom door and turned to see Drake emerging, his hair damp and pushed back, droplets of water clinging to his skin. He looked refreshed, like a man who had reclaimed control after losing it entirely. But the moment their eyes met, she knew something was different.Gone was the faint vulnerability she had glimpsed last night. His expression was unreadable, his eyes cold and distant.“Feeling better?” she asked hesitantly, her voice softer than she intended.“Fine,” he replied curtly, moving past her without a second glance.The distance in his tone caught her off guard. She had spent the entire night nursing him back to health, watching over him when he was at his weakest. Now, it was as though none of it had ever happened.Sophie forced herself to breathe, brushing off the unease creeping into her chest. It’s just the fever, she told herself. He’s probably still recovering.“I made breakfast,” she said, trying to bridge the gap forming between th

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  • BOUND BY THE BILLIONAIRE LAWYER.   CHAPTER FORTY FOUR.

    The mansion felt suffocating. Sophie had spent hours trying to find something—anything—that could tell her where Lucas had gone. But the security system was useless. The footage was gone, wiped clean like the night had never happened. Whoever had taken Lucas had planned this too well. She tried again, typing commands into the security system’s console, digging through the data logs. Nothing. The last recorded footage had been from the previous evening. After that? Blackness. Drake was leaning against the wall, watching her with his usual unreadable expression. “You’re wasting your time.” Sophie clenched her jaw. “So we just do nothing?” Drake exhaled through his nose. “There are other ways to find him.” She turned in her chair. “Like what?” Drake didn’t answer. Instead, his phone buzzed in his pocket. He pulled it out, glanced at the screen, and swore under his breath. Without a word, he walked out of the room. Sophie let out a frustrated sigh. She knew one thing—Drake was kee

  • BOUND BY THE BILLIONAIRE LAWYER.   CHAPTER FORTY THREE.

    The mansion felt wrong. Sophie had spent enough time there to recognize the subtle shifts in the air, the way silence could stretch too thin, the way emptiness could settle in like a living thing. But this? This was different. She knew it the second she stepped into Lucas’s room. The bed was empty. The blankets had been tossed aside, the pillows slightly dented, as if someone had left in a hurry. The lamp beside the bed was still on, casting weak light across the dark wooden floors. Sophie’s pulse spiked. “Lucas?” Silence. She moved deeper into the room, scanning for anything—any sign of where he might have gone. The window was shut. The closet door was slightly ajar, clothes hanging haphazardly. His shoes were still there. But his jacket? Gone. A sick feeling twisted in her gut. Lucas had barely been able to sit up on his own earlier. There was no way in hell he could have just—walked out. Not without help. Or not without being forced. Sophie’s st

  • BOUND BY THE BILLIONAIRE LAWYER.   CHAPTER FORTY TWO.

    Sophie knew she should stop.She should leave it alone.Lucas was healing, albeit slowly, and she had done more than enough by bringing him back to the mansion, making sure he had everything he needed. But something didn’t sit right with her.It wasn’t just about Lucas anymore.It was about the way things didn’t add up.The way everyone around her kept acting like she was being irrational for questioning things.Drake had told her to stop.Lucas had avoided answering anything directly, even when she had pressed.And the more they tried to push her away from the truth, the more she felt the urge to dig deeper.She wasn’t a fool.Something was going on.And she wasn’t going to stop until she figured out what it was.“You’re being reckless.”Drake’s voice cut through the thick tension in the room.Sophie barely spared him a glance as she placed a glass of water on the nightstand beside Lucas’s bed. The man in question was half-asleep, his injuries still keeping him weak.“I’m taking care

  • BOUND BY THE BILLIONAIRE LAWYER.   CHAPTER FORTY ONE.

    Sophie hadn’t expected Lucas’s condo to be this… tidy.She had envisioned something far less put together—clothes scattered on the floor, unwashed dishes in the sink, maybe even an unmade bed covered in evidence of his reckless habits. But as she stepped inside, she was met with dark wood flooring, neatly arranged furniture, and a modern, minimalist aesthetic.The place smelled like expensive cologne, leather, and something faintly smoky, like a lingering trace of old whiskey. The walls were a cool shade of charcoal, and the massive floor-to-ceiling windows offered a sweeping view of the city skyline.She shouldn’t be surprised.Lucas was chaos, but it was a controlled kind of chaos. He didn’t do messes—at least not the kind you could see.Shaking off her thoughts, Sophie made her way toward his bedroom. It was just as put together as the rest of the condo. The sheets were smooth, the bed perfectly made, and there wasn’t a single thing out of place.She had never been here before, and

  • BOUND BY THE BILLIONAIRE LAWYER.   CHAPTER FORTY.

    The sun had begun its slow descent, staining the sky with streaks of amber and gold. The air had cooled just enough to be pleasant, but Sophie still felt the lingering heat, not just from the weather but from the exchange that had just taken place. Drake had walked away, but the weight of his presence still pressed down on her, heavy and unavoidable. He had indulged her, yes, but not in the way she had expected. Instead of snapping, instead of pushing back with his usual sharp-edged control, he had let her play her game. Let her push. Let her test. And that was what unsettled her the most. She turned her head toward Lucas, who was still lounging comfortably in his chair, swirling the drink in his hand with a smug little smirk on his lips. He knew something. Sophie narrowed her eyes. “You’re enjoying this too much.” Lucas chuckled, tilting his head toward her. “Can you blame me? You’ve been dancing around each other for so long, it’s about time the music changed.” She ignore

  • BOUND BY THE BILLIONAIRE LAWYER.   CHAPTER THIRTY NINE.

    The sun hung high over the mansion, casting golden streaks across the marble floors. Sophie stretched lazily, glancing out at the shimmering blue of the pool. A break was long overdue. Her body ached from the tension of the past few days—the divorce proceedings, Lucas’s injury, the weight of secrets pressing down on her shoulders. She needed a distraction.Something thrilling.Slipping into her room, she reached for the newest addition to her collection—a sheer, black lingerie set that left little to the imagination. Lace hugged her curves, delicate straps resting against her skin, teasingly thin. It was a reckless choice, but maybe reckless was exactly what she needed right now.She stepped outside, walking toward the pool with an air of indifference, as if she wasn’t aware of the way the silk clung to her body. As if she didn’t notice the way Lucas’s gaze flickered toward her before he let out a low whistle.“Well, well. Someone’s feeling bold today,” he mused, leaning back against

  • BOUND BY THE BILLIONAIRE LAWYER.   CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT.

    She sat curled up in the room, the dim glow of the lamp casting soft shadows across the walls. The house was silent except for the faint hum of the air conditioning, a contrast to the storm raging in her mind.She had done everything she could for Lucas—fed him, cleaned his wounds, made sure he was comfortable. He was asleep now, his breathing steady, his body finally at rest. And yet, Sophie couldn’t find the same peace.Her thoughts were tangled, looping back to the same question over and over again. What now? What was she supposed to do with everything she had learned? The conversation she had overheard between Drake and Catherine kept replaying in her head, but the words blurred, mixing with all the emotions she had buried for so long.She didn’t know how long she sat there, lost in thought, but eventually, she felt his presence before she even saw him.Drake.He didn’t say anything at first. Just walked in, sat down on the opposite end of the couch, and leaned back, exhaling quie

  • BOUND BY THE BILLIONAIRE LAWYER.   CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN.

    Sophie’s hands were still shaking as she pushed open the grand doors of Drake’s mansion. The adrenaline from the attack hadn’t fully worn off, but exhaustion was beginning to creep in.Lucas leaned against her, his weight heavy, his breath labored. She had managed to stop the bleeding temporarily, but he needed medical attention—and fast.The house was eerily silent as they stepped inside. The usual staff was nowhere to be seen, making the air feel heavier, as if the walls themselves were holding secrets.She didn’t have time to think about that.Lucas groaned, his legs nearly giving out.“Hold on,” Sophie muttered, tightening her grip around his waist. “We’re almost there.”She half-dragged, half-carried him toward the nearest guest room, her mind racing. She should have taken him to a hospital, but Lucas had insisted on coming here. He said they couldn’t trust anyone else.And after what had just happened, she wasn’t sure he was wrong.Once inside the dimly lit room, Sophie eased hi

  • BOUND BY THE BILLIONAIRE LAWYER.   CHAPTER THIRTY SIX.

    Sophie had been watching Lucas for days.At first, she thought she was imagining it—the way he started avoiding her gaze, the sudden shift in his demeanor, the way he hesitated before answering her questions. Lucas was many things, but hesitant wasn’t one of them.Now, he barely even looked at her.Whenever she asked about Drake, about Catherine, about the evidence she had gathered, he would deflect, change the subject, or suddenly remember an urgent phone call he needed to take. It was subtle at first, little things she might have ignored if she wasn’t already so suspicious.But it was getting worse.And Sophie was done pretending not to notice.The low hum of the car engine filled the silence between them. Lucas sat in the driver’s seat, gripping the wheel a little too tightly. He hadn’t spoken since she confronted him earlier, since she accused him of hiding the truth about Edward’s murder.Now, she wasn’t sure if she even wanted to hear what he had to say.“You should have told me

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