All Chapters of Bound To King: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

ALEXANDROI had made a very big mistake. I went against my words. I told her she would be happiest with me but went ahead to cause her more pain than she had ever imagined, which had been my intention.But I had made a mistake along the way. The plan was to hurt her and not myself, this was a drastic measure to keep Emily in check, It was for her own good, but somewhere along the way, I had gone too far. Not in the sense of her punishment but in my attachment to her.It hurt me to see her in pain. Her tears and the sound of her sobs wrapped themselves around my heart like a vice.She didn’t sleep all through the night and I couldn’t either. I pretended to sleep hoping she would go to sleep but she didn’t.I was relieved when she stood up at last. That was more like it. She couldn’t be stuck on the floor forever. Tears solved nothing.Pride swelled in me when I heard her movement in the closet. Emily was preparing for tomorrow. I knew at that moment that she had learned her lesson, suc

ALEXANDROThe thought began to weave in my heart. She must not know. Emily must not know.Grief and remorse were gone. All my mind could weave was a way to keep her.Emily must not know about the baby, ever if possible. She would find out about her father later but not now, not in this mental state.I raced to the doctor’s office. “She must not know.”“What?” He asked confused.I stalked up to him and placed my hands on his shoulders. “I don’t want my wife to know, ever. About the baby. We need as minimal psychological damage as possible.”The doctor scratched his head and gave a deep sigh. “I understand what you mean and I agree with you. But you’re a bit too late.”The nurse had just gone to give her the drugs for her empty womb, it had a bit of effect they would have to prepare her for. She would have to tell her about the baby.I raced to her private ward but it would make no effect, I found Emily sitting up, the oxygen had been disconnected and she looked broken.Emily looked up a

“So, will you attend the party with me?” Zach asked, I could see he was nervous, shifting from one foot to another.In the few months that I’d returned to school, I had been asked out by different people a couple of times but Zach was the cutest of them all. I noticed him, he was cute and a brilliant guy. He was unlike other guys that thought there was charm in being a badass or an asshole.“I’d love to Zach, but I’m busy that day.” I lied.He frowned, “Which day?”“The day of the party.” I racked my head for the date, 26th? 27th? I never listened to announcement for parties.“Emily, you don’t even know the date. You could have just said no, that you don’t like me.” He was hurt.“It’s not like that Zach, irrespective of the date, I can’t attend the party with you. I’m sorry.” I was sorry, if nothing else, I’d have loved to go out with Zach or be close to him. As friends anyway. No love for me in this world. “You’ll find another girl,” I said before walking out.I had two more classes

ALEXANDROI opened my mouth, but no words came forth.Emily had been angry, saying all the things that she had bottled in, opening my eyes to the numerous ways that I had missed it, and now I stood in her living room while she fed her dog.I still didn’t know what to say. Saying I’m sorry now was kind of late, but not saying it now meant I wasn’t sorry. Words could not express how sorry I was, how I wanted us to get back together, and how I wanted things to change for the better.“Give me a chance to make it up to you.” I said at last. “I am very sorry for the challenges you encountered as my wife. Give me a chance to make it up to you, to take care of you.” I said it as seriously as I could.Emily was inhinged; she burst into laughter right at my face. “I’ll pass, Alexandro.”I took a deep breath. I hardly lost my temper anymore, but just a few words from her mouth, and my patience was being tried. I struggled to control my breathing and not raise my voice. “I won’t divorce you, Emil

EMILY.Sweet dreams, Emily might have been the first text he sent to me but it wasn’t the last. Alexandro didn’t stop with the text either. I got flowers, at school, and home, even Bella wasn’t left out. He sent new things for her, a new collar, a new walker, even cookies.I got chocolates too.It felt like I was being courted. I cannot deny that I loved it, but even as I did, some did not. Zach.Now I’m wondering if his name was Zacchaeus or Zachariah. Just a passing thought, not like I cared. Alexandro was a fine enough name for me.Now if nothing else, Alexandro’s new act of sending things made me think of him, made me expectant of him, made me text him back to express my gratitude, and even after saying thanks, we shared other things before ending the conversation.He told me about his day even when I wasn’t willing to share mine. I’ve heard so much about his office that I wanted to see it. I also knew now that there was a huge frame of me on the wall and another on his desk.“Whi