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Bound to the Ruthless Billionaire Chapter 10 - Claire's POV
Claire's POVThe road stretched endlessly before me, the headlights of passing cars flashing in fleeting bursts. The rhythmic hum of tires on asphalt, usually a soothing backdrop, grated on my fraying nerves. My hands gripped the steering wheel tightly, the leather biting into my palms as I fought the nausea building in my stomach. My knuckles, pale and strained, were a testament to my stubbornness—I had been holding it in for too long.But I couldn’t anymore.I swerved onto the shoulder and threw the car into park. The engine’s low rumble seemed to mock me as I stumbled out, barely making it to the side of the road before doubling over. My body convulsed violently, the nausea clawing its way out of me in harsh, unrelenting waves. I clung to my knees, trembling as I retched until there was nothing left.When it finally subsided, I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand and reached into my bag for the bottle of water I always kept. My hands shook as I unscrewed the cap, splashing some
Last Updated : 2024-12-04Bound to the Ruthless Billionaire Chapter 11 - Mirabel's POV
Mirabel’s POVThe baby isn’t his.I’ve told myself that so many times, it feels like a mantra. And why wouldn’t I believe it? I have his mother wrapped around my finger, and Vincent... well, he’ll never know. Men like him don’t ask questions when the answers might inconvenience them.Still, as I stand in front of the ornate mirror in my suite, brushing a hand over my barely-there bump, memories of six months ago creep in, unbidden and relentless.Six Months AgoThe club was alive with electric energy, music thundering in time with my pulse. Neon lights danced across the packed room, blurring faces and distorting intentions. I sat in the VIP lounge, surrounded by sycophants who laughed too loudly and drank too much.“She’s getting too big for her boots, don’t you think?” Sandra, the loudest and most shameless of them all, leaned in, her voice dripping with malice.I didn’t have to ask who “she” was. My assistant—the irritating little upstart who’d somehow managed to secure a role in th
Last Updated : 2024-12-05Bound to the Ruthless Billionaire Chapter 12: Mirabel’s POV
The streets of Italy had been both a haven and a hell for me. After leaving the movie set in disgrace, I thought I could land on my feet. Surely, someone in this glamorous city would recognize my beauty and charm.But I had no plan—just desperation. For a month, I drifted from one extravagant party to another, mingling with powerful men. A few were intrigued by my looks and rising star status, but none saw me as more than a fleeting distraction.“You’re stunning, but let’s not pretend this is more than it is,” one man had told me, dismissing me like I was some common club girl.I hated the way they looked at me—like I was cheap. And as my pregnancy became harder to hide, their interest waned. I tried convincing myself that I could manage alone, but the truth was, I was sinking fast.By the end of the month, my options were gone, and my savings were dwindling. That’s when it hit me—I didn’t need some random Italian billionaire. I already had someone who would do whatever it took to pro
Last Updated : 2024-12-05Bound to the Ruthless Billionaire Chapter 13 - Mirabel's POV
Mirabel’s POVVincent’s mother entered the living room, a tray of fresh fruit in her hands. She smiled warmly at me, setting it down on the table in front of me. "You should relax, Mirabel," she said kindly, her tone motherly as she patted my shoulder. "Let me pamper you.""Thank you, Mother," I said, reverting back to the role I’d carefully crafted. I’d always called her "godmother," but now, with her affection and the way she had welcomed me back into the family, it seemed fitting to step up the intimacy. The word felt sweeter now, more genuine in my mind, but I kept my face neutral, feigning innocence.Her eyes softened. "You don't need to call me 'godmother' anymore. You can call me 'mother' from now on."I smiled, nodding as if her words were a blessing, though inwardly, I knew I had to play this part carefully. She was so eager to please, to believe the best in me. And that was exactly what I needed. I let my fingers graze the edge of the fruit bowl, eyes still on her, wondering
Last Updated : 2024-12-05Bound to the Ruthless Billionaire Chapter 14 - Larry's POV
Larry's POVI lay there on the sterile white bed, my arm throbbing from the stitches the doctor had just finished applying. The pain was nothing compared to the growing tension in the room. Marissa was beside me, her fiery gaze still locked on the door where the doctor had just exited. I could feel the heat of her anger radiating off her like a furnace. She was muttering curses under her breath, fuming about the person who had dared to lay a hand on her husband.I let out a deep breath, trying to remain calm. I knew I had to. I couldn’t afford to make her angrier, not now. She was already so close to snapping. Her temper was something I’d learned to fear. And right now, I had to navigate this minefield carefully—because I was the one who had planted the bomb.As soon as the door clicked shut behind the doctor, Marissa turned to me, her eyes blazing. "What happened, Larry?" she demanded, her voice sharp. "Tell me everything. I want the truth."I swallowed hard. My throat felt dry. I kn
Last Updated : 2024-12-05Bound to the Ruthless Billionaire Chapter 15 - Larry's POV
Larry's POVThe bass of the club’s music vibrated through my chest, but I barely felt it. Claire was beside me, as always, her eyes sparkling with the excitement of the night. I had told her it was just a simple date—a night out to unwind and enjoy ourselves. But in reality, I had already mapped out everything in my head. This was the night I’d get what I wanted, no matter the cost.I’d never been faithful to Claire. But she never knew. She trusted me, and I let her, even though I was a man who craved more than what she offered. It was easy—she never suspected a thing. Tonight was no different. I had plans. I needed to take what I wanted, and Claire, oblivious to it all, was just a convenient distraction.The club was packed, the lights flickering in rhythm with the music. I caught sight of a woman across the room. She was perfect—tall, blonde, and alluring, with a body that promised everything I wanted. I had to have her.I wasn’t about to let Claire stand in the way. I slipped a pil
Last Updated : 2024-12-05Bound to the Ruthless Billionaire Chapter 16: Claire’s POV
Claire’s POV (Present Day)I sat in my car, my head resting on the steering wheel, feeling as if the weight of the world was pressing down on me. I was too exhausted to move, too tired to even think about going inside my house. The night had drained me—emotionally, physically. My limbs felt heavy, and my mind was a jumbled mess of confusion, fear, and exhaustion. I stared out through the windshield, trying to focus, but everything felt surreal. It all felt like a dream, like I was floating, detached from everything around me.And then, without warning, the flashback hit me, pulling me back to six months ago. I remembered the night Larry had insisted we go to a club. I wasn’t the club type. I never had been. The noise, the crowds—it wasn’t my scene. But he’d begged me, and for some reason, I gave in. Maybe it was because I thought it was time to take the next step in our relationship. We’d been dating for three months, and I’d held off on sleeping with him. Maybe it was time, I thought
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Vincent’s POVTelling Claire the truth was harder than I expected. I’d thought the weight of keeping it to myself had been unbearable, but watching the disbelief settle in her eyes as I explained everything crushed me in ways I hadn’t anticipated. She sat across from me, her arms folded tightly around her middle, like she was bracing herself against my words.When I finished, she shook her head slowly, her voice trembling. “I find that very difficult to believe.”I swallowed hard, nodding. “I know,” I said softly, reaching into my pocket. Her eyes followed my hand with a mixture of suspicion and curiosity until I pulled out the velvet box and placed it gently on the table between us.Her gaze flicked between the box and my face, and when she finally spoke, her voice was laced with pain. “Why are you showing me something meant for your fiancée?”The hurt in her tone gutted me. I shook my head, pushing the box a little closer to her. “It’s not for her,” I said firmly. “I bought it the d
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Bound to the Ruthless Billionaire Chapter 9 - Claire's POV
Claire's POVThe sound of fists colliding filled the air, each blow reverberating like a thunderclap in the stillness of the parking lot. Nothing I did seemed to stop them.“Stop it!” I yelled again, my voice breaking under the weight of my desperation. “Please, just stop!”Neither man listened. Larry was losing ground fast, his movements sluggish and clumsy, while Vincent’s strikes landed with brutal precision. Larry stumbled, blood dripping from his split lip onto the asphalt.I turned to the security guard stationed near the entrance, my voice frantic. “Do something! Call the police!”The old man hesitated, his gaze darting between the fight and me. “Miss,” he said, his voice low, “I can’t. If I step in and get on the wrong side of the director, I’ll lose my job. And besides…” He trailed off, his lips pressing into a thin line.“Besides what?” I snapped, my patience wearing thin.His eyes flickered back to the brawl. “That one,” he gestured to Larry, “he’s had this coming for a lon
