All Chapters of Bound To King: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

I didn’t know how they knew I was back, but everyone was waiting for me outside.Even the driver was shocked at the crowd outside the hotel.Alexandro King was nowhere till be found, until I sighted him, running to me. He wrapped his arms around me, squeezing life at of me until I coughed.Finally, he pulled back to take a good look at me. “I’m never letting you out of my sight.”“It’s good to see you back, Emily. You had me worried for a moment.” Ian said.Elena’s eyes were wet and swollen, she had been crying. “I’m so sorry.”I gave her a small smile. “It wasn’t your fault.” But I held on to Alexandro tightly, he was the only one I could trust at that moment.I was surprised when he scooped me up, carrying me in bridal style to our suit.Everyone parted the way for us, I was glad to be home, I knew measures would be taken to find Ivan, I was torn wishing they apprehend him and wishing they didn’t. Although, even if they did, he’d belong more in the psychiatric ward than behind bars.

I took my bath, myself. I wasn’t sick, I didn’t need anyone bathing me. Besides, I was in a different state than yesterday, if I agreed to let him touch me at this moment, it would be a very sexual advancement.I decided to wear something unusual, a little touch of sexiness that gave no room for pity, I picked a crop. It was white, a little bit thick but it clung to my skin and gave me comfort. Then I chose a nice navy pants that was free at the end.It outlined my curves and made me feel good.Alexandro sat on the armchair, watching me with an expression I could not read as I went back and forth. I didn’t like being idle so I decided to re-curl my hair. The waves had begun to straighten and it made me lose a bit of my glow.“Let me do it.” I looked into the mirror to see Alexandro standing behind me. He took the curler out of my hand before I could protest.“Do you know how to do it?” I asked, he didn’t strike me as a man who had past experiences in something like curling hair.He di

ALEXANDROThe meeting ended a few minutes before midnight. It had been war with everyone baring teeth and claws. I wasn’t surprised to see Anthony. He might have just returned but he didn’t delay from showing everyone that he meant business. It looked like he was finally going to be serious with life. His gaze now had focus and determination. Things Anthony could not be attributed with at a point in history.I watched as words were passed back and forth. I could have just stayed back in the suit with Emily because even if my body had left her, my mind didn’t.The tables had turned at that meeting, I didn’t have to do business with Ian. Instead, I would wait, watch their war then deal with the winner. It was a win for me in any way.“Alexandro King.” Anthony Ortega nodded at me after the meeting was over. Everyone had begun to disperse, going to their room, most of them had a woman waiting. I had a woman too but I doubted she was waiting.“Anthony Ortega.” I returned the nod, then stoo

EMILYMy breast felt like they were on fire, my nipples hurt and my pussy felt branded. I remembered every moment of it, even actively participating.Shame crept up my face. I didn’t like the man, yet I willingly fucked him. His words played in my head again. “Are you wet?” Just the sight of him in the pool, angry and thinking I was drowning had turned me on. I was soaked even before I stepped out of the water. I had pressed my breast to his chest, begging him to touch me. I wanted sex last night as much as he did.What I didn’t like was how he was gentle afterward. I loved the first round where we fucked like animals, with my back against the wall and his length inside me, the bites, the spanks.But the second, it made me feel like we were a real married couple. False hopes.I slid out of Alexandro's sleepy hold but my feet had barely touched the floor when he scooped me back to the bed. My whole body froze in alarm.I couldn’t handle daylight sex with Alexandro, to see his face and

EMILY“I can’t go any further.” I cried. The Butte Montmartre was a place I never imagined I would visit but all my excitement was gone at this moment. I was tired from all the stairs I had climbed that day.“You need to sign up in a gym, it’ll be the first thing I do when we get back home.” Alexandro frowned. He hadn’t even broken a sweat, looking all sleep in his shirt and Jean while I looked like a runaway bride.“Make sure to get me a sexy instructor.” I teased back.After we argued back and forth, Alexandro won. We didn’t change. I was glad I hadn’t worn anything uncomfortable but I didn’t like how plain I looked.Because the Montmartre wasn’t too far from the hotel, Alexandro had insisted we walk. He hadn’t given me a heads up concerning where we were going, maybe I might have convinced him to carry a car because I couldn’t even imagine walking home.Climbing to the highest point was necessary but the higher we went the better the view, I refused to go through all this stress fo