All Chapters of Bound By the Billionaire: Chapter 171 - Chapter 180

“Wait, don’t go” My head turns in the direction he left my voice shaky as I call out “I-Ian?” “I’m right here kitten” he answered.I swallowed audibly and tried to relax back into the bed, my legs drawing closed as I suddenly felt quite exposed, especially without my sight. I reminded myself that I could hear him in the room and he wouldn’t leave me even as my breaths came out shakily, he seemed to be moving some things around and the unmistakable sound of a struck match sounded and I gasped. “I-Ian?” “Hm?” he sounded close but not too close, I heard him moving again, what was he doing? I considered telling him to at least take off the blindfold, I didn't like that I couldn't see him. I couldn’t sense him and I was about to call out again when I heard water running. Bathroom.He’s in the bathroom. The water stops and I sense him a moment later in the room with me.My fingers fisted and opened and I tugged on the hold on my wrist. “W-what are you doing?”“I’ll be with you in a m

First paper down and I felt like a weight around my neck just got a bit lighter and I could breath better. I’m confident on my performance this afternoon I practically dancing as I made my way to the cafe a few blocks from Ian’s office. We hand plans to hang in his office after my exam and if I was up to it and I am. As usual, the place was packed I have to wait my turn on a long ass line but I’m in a good mood I don’t mind. I exchange texts with Hannah who is on her way to her apartment for some much needed sleep as she’d spent the night cramming formulas. Sunday night, I finally understood when Ian meant about spicing things up in the bedroom. After ensuring I was well hydrated, I couldn’t take my eyes off him as he move around my room, he removed he remaining candles and hardened wax with a flat metal disk and disappeared into the bathroom along with the soiled towels. He returned a moment later and joined me in bed. I immediately curled around him, placing my face on his c

IAN I left the room and brought my phone to my ear. “Katy was with someone in the coffee shop this afternoon, find out who” “Yes sir” I made my way into my office seething with annoyance. While Katy could be emotional, she wasn’t hysterical and hardly cried.I’ve known women who cry to be manipulative to get their way, Katy doesn’t have one manipulative bone in her body. Whoever upset her will feel the burnt of my wrath. I’d been in my New York office, occasionally glancing at the clock, anticipating her arrival, I had every intention of rewarding her for her performance. She’d been studying hard and deserved it. I texted her new guard to report on her whereabouts. Tony, that fucker should be glad I only fired him when I learned of what truly transpired with Eunice. Those two good-for-nothing dared to insult my wife, the woman who had the honor of bringing her into this world, and hit her. They should get on their knees and thank me for only cutting their allowances and not

The elevator dings and one of the men from the security team wheels my suitcase out and waits for me to step out. “Mr Quinn will join you in a moment Ma’am”“Thank you so much” The flight lasted all of two hours and then some, when Ian said he’d arrange my flight, I had no idea he meant a jet, I'd only flown a few times and never private, so imagine my surprise, it was a fun experience.I crossed to stand beside my suitcase as one of the men on Ian’s team, he’d introduced himself as Mason spoke into his earpiece, He and the other bulky man, Chad I think was his name. "Mr Qinn has tasked us with your delivery" He had said when I met him at the airport. It was a weird way to put it, but I nodded, they were just doing their job. Mason, joined the other man in the elevator, with a curt nod of his head at me, the doors slid shut and they were gone. After studying with Hannah for most of the night, an exam this morning, and a two-hour flight, I am beat. I wanted a shower, a nap, and

I've sometimes had trouble sleeping during storms, it rained crazily last night, for hours, I... didn't sleep much. I had a headache.It didn't have much to do with the storm though, I barely noticed it. I went to bed upset. I just couldnt get my brain to quiet.I tried listening to music, and did some breathing exercises, but nothing.I was exhausted. It's why I didn't like getting upset. It drained me. And caused me to overthink. I winced as sunlight streamed in through my parted curtains. I'd forgotten to bring down the drapes last night and now with my headache, it felt like pins stabbed into my eyelids. I sighed tiredly and heard my door open, from the, direction, it was the adjoining door, soft footsteps padded as he made his way into my room. “You're not up? You’ll be late for school Kitten” his tone is soft as he stepped into my line of sight.My eyes lift momentarily, he’s already dressed a white shirt and black waistcoat. A black tie knotted at his throat, no jacket but