All Chapters of Bound By Passion: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

I already had a good guess as to who it would be. Who else but the boss of the house himself? I opened the door and to my surprise, he wasn't the one. A tall, slender, beautiful lady stood before me."Hi, Madam. Mr. Nicholas asked me to check on you," she said."Oh really? Where is he?" I asked."He is downstairs, ma'am, waiting for you," she replied with a smile. Judging from her clothes, I could tell she was one of the housekeepers. She looked so beautiful it made me jealous. Nicholas obviously did this on purpose, hiring these beautiful girls to come work in his mansion."Okay, tell him I'll be with him in a minute." She nodded and left. As soon as I shut the door, I went straight to the beautifully furnished cushion in my room and sat down. I had wanted to go downstairs before the housekeeper came, but now I would wait for an extra ten minutes before going down. I didn't want Nicholas thinking I came as soon as he called. Petty, right? Yeah, but I don't mind.After I was sure ten

Nicholas POVI entered my room feeling incredibly frustrated and angry. Why did Laura have to say what she said? After everything I have done for her, how could she insinuate that I didn't want Sonia, her friend, to come over? Is that how petty she really thought I was? A whole me, Nicholas Brandson, with everything I have, bothered by having her friend spend time with her?Women! So typical of them. You do everything you can to please them, and they take you for granted whenever they want.Despite still being hungry, I left the dining table in anger. Argh, Laura! What would I ever do with you? Look how petty you made me act!I took out my phone from my side pocket and dialed Abraham's number. He picked up almost immediately. Somewhat embarrassed about what I was going to ask of him, I cleared my throat."Abraham, I need you to listen carefully," I said."Yes, boss," he said with a hint of mockery in his voice. He usually doesn't call me boss; whenever he did, it was either to tease o

Laura's POVHe looked over his shoulder at me and smiled. I greeted him and sat on the low sling beach chair beside him."This view is perfect," I said."It certainly is," he replied. I could feel his eyes on me, making me feel insecure and uneasy. I shielded my eyes with the sunglasses I had brought with me to appear more confident.He looked behind him and snapped his fingers at a heavily built bodyguard. The man approached."Ring the kitchen and tell them to get us some drinks… what would you like?" He asked, looking at me."An orange juice will be fine," I replied.He turned his attention back to the bodyguard, "Tell them to get some orange juice and a bottle of one of my finest red wines.""Okay, boss," he said and left."I didn't think I would look out from the balcony of my room and see you seated here on the beach this morning," I said, looking over at him.His long lashes cast a beautiful shade around his eyes as the corner of his lips curled up in a smile. "I actually love m

Laura's POV:I knew immediately who it was without even glancing back. Who else but the loud and boisterous Nicholas. Abraham looked at him with surprise, "I thought you said you weren't coming down for breakfast?""I have every right to change my mind whenever I want to, don't I?" he quizzed."Of course, you do!" Abraham said, pulling out a chair for him as a smile played at the corner of his lips."Besides," Nicholas continued as he strode to the chair and sat down, "if anyone should have breakfast in their rooms, it sure as hell shouldn't be me; this is my house," he spat, glaring at me with vicious eyes.I remained silent, choosing not to say anything that might further anger him. I needed to apologize to him, though. After all, I was the one who had asked Abraham to call him on the phone as we had unfinished business. Once I was done apologizing, I also intended to tell him about my plans to move back to London.The table was set with a variety of dishes, their pleasant aroma fil

Nicholas' POVWe entered the room and took our seats. I glanced at James, puzzled, and inquired, "What exactly happened?""We were returning from picking up a shipment. There were only about 5 of us in the truck," he said, resting his hand on the desk."We became suspicious when the driver noticed shiny objects on the road. It quickly dawned on us that something was amiss," his eyes widened as he recounted, "we might have all been killed since they had set up an ambush right in front of us."I listened attentively, as did the others. While he had briefed me on the incident earlier, it had been a summary. Now, I wanted the full details."How did you realize they had laid an ambush ahead?" Carlos asked. He was the only one audacious enough to ask questions in my presence without seeking permission first.James looked at Carlos and then at me, awaiting a nod of confirmation before proceeding. I subtly nodded, and he began, "We knew they had set an ambush because as soon as we saw the shi