All Chapters of Bound by Betrayal : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Mason I yelled, “Leave me alone!” as the sharp knife sliced along my arm, causing me to scream in agony. Damien yanked the knife out, and blood gushed from the wound. “Let's get down to business,” he growled. I whimpered in fear and pain, the bravery and tough facade that I once had were gone. My body trembles uncontrollably, tears blurring my vision as I gaze in terror at my bleeding arm. The sight of my own blood sends a fresh wave of fear coursing through me, and I find it hard to maintain a semblance of composure anymore. What did I do? "Come over," I heard him muttered, his voice low and intimidating. One of his men stepped forward, his movements fast and brutal. He yanked out a coarse rope and tied my hands behind my back with a harsh, tight knot. Then, he ruthlessly tied up my leg.“Ah….” I let out a pained groan as the rope bit into my skin. Once the man was done, he then stood up and stepped aside, allowing Damien to move into his place in front of me.I lifted my head, m

My gaze widened in horror, and I felt the life drain from my soul. My world seemed to grind to a halt as my heart raced wildly, pounding in my chest like a drum. My body trembled violently, my limbs shaking with fear. I stared back at him, my mouth agape, but no words escaped my lips. I was frozen in terror, my voice caught in my throat. What is going on? How did he know? What is he talking about?!More like he read my mind, he instantly clapped his hands in the air, the door opened and I watched one of his men walk inside with my purse. Alexander took the bag from him and opened it. My heart kept beating hard, and my mouth kept flapping open and close, like a fish gasping for air. Yet no word left my lips, I felt numb.Oh my goodness, this can’t be happening. I trembled hard as Alexander pulled out my hospital card, his lips curling into an evil smirk as he stared into my terrified face. "Congratulations, preggy," he taunted, his voice dripping with venom as he tore the card int

Olivia The wind rustled through the roadside grass as I sped down the road towards the hospital as the cold rain kept tapping against the car windows. The night is silent, with few souls out and about at this late hour. A smile plays on my lips as I nod along to the soothing melody of "Kiss Me In The Rain '' by Barbara Streisand, as the idea of what I am about to do echoes in my head. The ride was as slick as a greased pig, no bumps in sight. And just like a flash, I rolled up to the hospital premises. A wicked grin crept onto my face as I glanced at the paper in my grip and then back at the hospital's entrance door. "All I need is his damn signature and everything else will be mine," I mumbled and neatly tuck away the paper into my bulky jacket. "No one can throw a wrench in my plans now, thumbs up, Olivia." I smirk, putting on my cap and gloves before cracking open the door. I slipped on my umbrella and strolled towards the entrance. The rhythmic tap of my boot on t

Another loud gunshot rang out, almost deafening me. I watched in horror as the door to where we were standing was knocked down, and the dead body of one of Alexander's men came crashing inside. I gasped, my fists clenched in shock, as the grim reality hit me - I'd lost count of the dead bodies I'd seen over the past two months. “Come here,” pulling me out of my shock state, Alexander's iron grip closed around my neck, and he hauled me forward with brute force. His pistol pressed against my temple, the cold metal making my skin crawl. "Everything has to end today," he growled, his breath hot against my ear. I stumbled forward, helpless and terrified, as his men scrambled out of the building, their guns in their hands. Soon, the only sound was the relentless barrage of gunshots, bullets whizzing through the air in every direction from outside. I struggled fiercely, but Alexander's grip only tightened as he dragged me forward, his voice a menacing growl: "You better start say

Charlotte crumpled to the ground, her hands grasping at her chest as if trying to contain the shattering of her heart. Tears streamed down her face, her head shaking wildly in denial."All these years, you sowed a seed of hatred in me, why? Why, Mom?” I sobbed, my words strangling in my throat. When suddenly, I heard a gasp from beyond the closed door. I wiped away my tears, and slowly turned the handle. As the door creaked open, my gaze locked onto Margaret, her eyes wide with shock, her hand clasped over her mouth as if stifling a scream. "You heard everything, right?” I asked, my voice dripping with pain as I let out a cold, mirthless laugh. Margaret's eyes widened in horror and she stumbled backward.“I killed him!. I did it, Margaret! I did it!” I blurted, my laughter grew louder, more hysterical, as I pulled out a gun from my jacket.I watched her eyes widen before she let out a loud screamed, missing her balance and instantly scurried away from my sight. Her panicked foot