All Chapters of Bound to the Hot Billionaire: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Writer's PovHarrison got a call and left the hall to speak with whomever he was talking to. Eleanor sat there, navigating the people in the hall. Most of the ladies weren't on gloves like she was and they were either on short dinner dresses or long gowns like hers but hers was too much. She did own the party. She focused on the speech Nikki gave about their company and all the videos they have been able to launch. Nikki was vibrant naturally and speaking on a stage meant merely nothing to her. Eleanor smiled when Nikki smiled at her from the stage and kept on talking, sending signals of messages to her all at once but Eleanor wasn't really concerned with the party.Deep in her thoughts, she wanted to be with Hendrix. She thought about what Magny would be doing by this time, perhaps running around and displaying his magnificent muscles with pride. Eleanor chuckled. Some people glanced at her not knowing what exactly was funny.A waiter brought her a plate of fruits and left. She was

Writer's pov Eleanor sat in a dark room, surrounded by five policemen. She was cuffed to the iron table and they have been asking her the same questions over again but she did not answer. She recalled Harrison's face when he saw her, he looked at her like he had no idea who she was. She was dragged out, embarrassed, and called different names. If only she hadn't left her seat to talk with some random, stranger who claimed to be her schoolmate. She could have followed her gut and left when she sensed that something was wrong. They pointed fingers at her and called her a murderer, a killer, and all sorts that she had never imagined she'd be called. She wasn't hopeless, she just regretted being so nice. She remembered how Mary slit her throat, whoever made her that way deserves to die. This was suicidal but she had been caught right in the scene. No one would believe anything she says or does.How could Harrison have done that to her? She wasn't surprised though, she noticed how he ha

Writer's POVEleanor day in the cell, drawing a line on the wall with a stone, counting the number of days she had spent there. A week and still counting. She hated that she kept waiting to see Harrison, hoping she was wrong about him not being about her. She rested on the wall, tossing the stone far away. Counting the days was hopeless, she needs her father.A cop came by and fumbled with the keys and the lock of her gate. She sat there, behaving like she wasn't aware that her gate was being opened. "Someone is here to see you."She jolted up. "Me?" She wasn't sure she heard well. It's been seven days and no one came to see her. So eager to see who it was although she wasn't hoping it would be Harrison. Harrison won't be coming again, she kept reminding himself. She followed the cop to the visiting room.Nikki stood there, smiling with pity at Eleanor. Eleanor smiled, she has been expecting her. She sat down and used the telephone that was in the corner of the room. They both stared

Writer's POV Harrison sat in front of the television, gulping down the fourth bottle of liquor. He always made mistakes but this crowned it all. How pathetic he was, so heartless and stupid. He should have believed Eleanor from the very first time she said it. He blinked hard and resisted the urge to throw a bottle at the TV. "Fuck!" He screamed, lashing out his anger on anything his hands touched as he rose from the chair he was seated in. Full of pain and regrets. He went to Eleanor's room, the scent of her body still lurked around. Her bed was neatly laid, and the room was tidy. As Eleanor went out and she'd soon be back, Harrison laid on her bed, expecting what he knew too well was not coming back home. Loneliness kicked in, he needed her badly. You never know what you have until you lose it, that quote was proving itself to him at the moment. He opened a book he found on her table, took him moments to realize she was putting all her thoughts in the book, more like a mini dia

Writer's POV Serena got married to Harrison in haste. She'd told him to take his time but he insisted on having it right away. The wedding wasn't what Serena thought for herself. The guests were so few, the wedding wasn't announced. It took place in a Catholic Church, very close to their house. Serena felt so bad about getting married in a Catholic church, all the bad things she did to Eleanor wouldn't let her mind rest. Harrison wasn't happy on the day of their wedding, barely smiling at the guest. She wanted Harrison and he was hers now but why does she feel like she has taken something that isn't hers? Something that wasn't meant for her? They had no honeymoon and Harry became worse. He would slice a maid's face with a knife if she put too much sugar in his tea or coffee, he didn't hesitate to shoot a guard who got under his nerves. As for her, she stayed in a separate room downstairs. He put a lock on Eleanor's room and would hit anyone he saw around the room. He was possessed