All Chapters of Bound by Deception.: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Fiona's POVI could hear the drums emanating from my chest. At that moment, I wished for only one thing: for the ground to somehow open and swallow me whole. The mass of saliva that had formed in my mouth slowly ran down my throat. "What do you mean?" I managed to say, wearing a smile that was obviously fake."You don't really talk about yourself. That scar—how come I never noticed it before?""What?" I was confused. "What do you mean?" I found myself asking again."Who are you? I want to know everything about you. But first," he paused, lifting my hair and touching the scar, "I want to know how this happened."I could feel a heavy weight lift from my chest as I smiled. "Why do you want to know?""First, will you be my girlfriend? I know it's awkward that I'm asking now, I feel...she..." He stuttered. "Say something.""Yes," I laughed. "Stop stuttering, it's so lame."He burst into laughter, lifting me up and placing me on the bed. "So will you tell me everything about you? Every sing

Alexander's POV"Since no one is saying anything," I broke the silence that had lingered for over half an hour. His eyes still looked the same: fearless and intimidating. I tried to hide my fury with a smirk, waiting for the right time to break the news to him. "How about I tell you something interesting, Davis?""I love interesting things," he smiled.I took an envelope from my chest pocket, opening it so he could read the contents. "This is a cheque for a hundred thousand dollars. You can have it, a compensation for everything."He looked at it voraciously. "Why?""Just take it. I didn't seem to get any evidence. You're one lucky man," I smiled. "But if you refuse," I said, standing to leave."Wait!" He tried to stand, forgetting his feet were tightly knotted. "I'll have it."I knew a leopard could never change its spots. If only he knew it was a neatly woven trap. I handed the money over, ordering my men to release him."Are the police on their way?" I whispered to Frederick as I c

Alexander's POVI sped off, following the GPS to Jones restaurant. I felt heavy-hearted as I sat close to the edge, scrolling through the electric menu. It didn't take a second before I punched the macaroni cheese box and whiskey to top it off.I could feel the ladies' gazes as the waiter approached me with a dish in hand, serving it with utmost professionalism.I took a glass of whiskey, going through the headlines. The sight of myself and Diya put me in a state of utter shock. Someone had taken a picture of Diya trying to kiss me. It looked different from what had really happened. It appeared as though I was also trying to return the kiss, which was far from the truth.I dialed Fiona's number, knowing she would have seen the headline, but she hung up immediately. I heaved a troubled sigh, taking another glass of whiskey.A lady walked towards me, taking the chair across from me. "I didn't know good-looking men still feel so lonely," she smiled, holding the glass of whiskey I was abo

Fiona's POVThe clock struck twelve. I took a deep breath, adjusting the mask over my face. A knock on the window made me shiver as I pushed it open and peered through."You look like a desperate cat," a voice said from behind.I spun around, ready to attack but stopped. "Davis? What are you doing here? No, how did you get in?""Shush!" He pressed his hand over my mouth, pushing me against the wall. "I told you not to do anything. You almost cost me my life," he whispered.I pushed him away, removing the mask. "Don't blame me for your misfortunes. You should have been more careful."His expression grew serious. "Do you really think I did that?""If you didn't, then who did?" I pressed further."I don't know. Look, I think someone else is after Alexander.""That's absurd. Who else would want to hurt him?" I walked to the stool, picking up my phone. "It's past midnight. I need to go."He grabbed my hand. "Where?""Sabrina's house," I whispered. "Please don't try to stop me.""I would. Y

Fiona's POV "I have to leave now," he said a few minutes after stepping out to make a call. His lips pressed against mine as he grabbed his keys."Where are you going?" I whispered, taking his hands in mine."I have an appointment," he muttered."This late? With whom?" I blurted out, biting my lips as he bent to stroke my hair."I'll call the driver to take you home, stay safe," he said, walking out swiftly.The smile on my face immediately turned into a large frown as I watched him walk out. It didn't seem as though he was the father of Sabrina's child. He hated her more than life itself; there was no way anything could have happened between them.I grabbed my coat and headed out, not waiting for the so-called driver, and took a cab to Michelle's home. She had been discharged a few days ago.I walked in, ringing the bell loudly. As she pushed the door open, a man walked out, adjusting his pants suspiciously. I winked, wearing a bright smile."Who has sex after being stabbed?" I shou