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

Inara’s heart was hammering against her chest. She’d sent Agron a text every night and this morning he’d reminded her that he would pick her up at four. She had five minutes to spare as she zipped her suitcase shut.Endrit had met her outside of her dorm building every morning and dutifully walked her to class. He sat with her at lunch and walked her back to her building after school. She saw him on the sports grounds and the whole school knew she was off limits.She had no idea what was going on. Dominic was alive and he texted her every day, normal things like ‘have a good day’ so she knew the Russians were dead and every day she lived in fear of Dominic showing up and getting himself killed.She took a deep breath and wondered if Agron knew that it was her eighteenth birthday on Sunday. She pulled her suitcase to the floor and wheeled it out of her room. She had to make this work, somehow she had to appeal to Agron’s better side to leave her family alone. She’d do whatever it took

“You know, we could always just shoot everyone,” Hudson said.“Right and have the sons of the heads and Elders come hunt us down, real smart, Hudson,” Cooper said with a shake of his head.“It’s not like you have a better plan,” Hudson remarked drily.“But Dominic does,” Cooper said with a grin as he glanced in the rearview mirror.“Hunter is safe within the Volkov compound. Gage’s location is secure. Inara’s at school, whatever they have planned, they won’t hurt her. I will step in and remove her when it becomes necessary. Tonight’s meeting will be enlightening and I’m sure I’ll have some questions answered by the time it’s done,” Dominic said.“Who do you think orchestrated this whole thing?” Ethan asked him.“Rocco. He wants power.” Dominic turned his head to look out of the window, a signal for his men to keep their mouths shut. He needed to think. Rocco would not be pleased when he found out that Hunter now belonged to the Russians and that Gage had taken a Russian bride as well.

Rafaella ventured out of the bedroom and found Remy sitting at the kitchen counter. His head turned at the sound of her approaching footsteps and he smiled and stood up from the chair.“Good morning, Rafi,” he said.Rafaella smiled at him. Everyone had taken to calling her Rafi ever since Hudson had started copying Dominic’s name for her. “Are you hungry, Remy? I feel like an omelet would hit the spot.”“I could eat again.” Remy smiled as he put the kettle on and rolled up his sleeves. “What can I do to help?”“You can grate the cheese while I chop the mushrooms and peppers.” Rafaella handed him the block of cheese and the grater.They made small talk as they each completed their tasks and Rafaella put the stove on and heated up the olive oil. She made their omelets and Remy made tea and coffee. When she was done, she plated up their food and they sat at the counter and ate.“You are an amazing cook, Rafi,” Remy said and wiped his mouth with the linen napkin.“Thank you, Remy,” she sa

“What the fuck happened in here?” Lev asked as they stood in Dominic’s bedroom looking down at Matthew Bianchi.“He killed Remy, the man I had on Rafaella. He raped her when she was a child and he came after her tonight. Someone must have told him that I took possession of her earlier today and he came to take her. She shot the fucking bastard,” Dominic said.“You look almost proud, Dominic,” Lev said with a grin. “She did way fucking more than just shoot him.”Dominic looked down at the horrific sight that was Matthew Bianchi. His eyes had been stabbed out and the knife was still in his chest. Dominic had no idea how many times she’d stabbed him in his heart but he knew that on a primal level, taking his eyes and heart was her way of avenging herself.“I’m glad to know she can handle herself but I’m sorry she had to do it though. I would’ve gladly killed this animal slowly.”“Someone will know he was here,” Lev said and dragged a hand through his hair.“True. But my man is dead and M

Agron unzipped her dress and kissed the back of her neck softly. Inara turned and started unbuttoning his shirt. She knew it was going to happen. The moment he slid that ring on her finger, she’d known.Her hands traced the letters of her name tattooed over his heart and she looked up at him. “When did you do this?”“Friday morning,” he whispered as he pulled her dress down her arms.His hands trailed over her ribs and down her hips as he pushed the dress down to the floor. He took his shirt off slowly and Inara took in the elaborate tattoos that filled his right arm and one half of his chest.She moved closer to him and popped the button on his dress slacks. He took off his shoes as she unzipped his pants but he grabbed her wrist as she moved to pull them down. His hands trailed up her arms and around to her back, unclipping her bra in the process.Agron scooped her up in his arms and walked towards the bed. He placed her down gently and hovered over her, kissing her with more urgenc