All Chapters of Bound To The Billionaire: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

AVA I wiped away the last of my tears and straightened my shoulders. I needed to find my way back to the living room. As I made my way down the long, ornate hallway, the laughter and chatter from earlier still echoed in my ears, a reminder of my harsh reality. Turning a corner, I nearly collided with Davies. His smirk told me he had been waiting for me. "Well, well, if it isn't the illegitimate daughter," he sneered, blocking my path. "What are you doing wandering around all alone, Ava? Trying to find your way back to the rest of us civilized folks?" I bristled at his words but tried to remain calm. "I'm just trying to get back to the living room," I replied evenly. Davies leaned against the wall, his eyes narrowing. "Tell me something Ava, did you marry Liam for his wealth? That's the rumor going around, you know. That you're just a gold-digger looking for a way to secure your future." What rubbish! I never even wanted to marry him in the first place but what choice did

AVA I watched in horror as Davies struggled to his feet, a dark look of malice spreading across his face. He straightened his clothes with an air of defiance and glared at Liam. "Is that all you got, little Liam?" he sneered, blood trailing down his lips. His eyes shifted to me, making my skin crawl. "And you, you gold-digging whore, do you think this spineless boy can satisfy you? I’m willing to teach you how to make love to a real man since your husband is clearly incapable." Liam's growl startled me. Before I could react, he lunged at Davies with a fury I’d never seen before. His fists pounded into Davies, each blow more relentless than the last. I wanted to scream, to tell him to stop, but my voice was caught in my throat. I could hear the awful sound of bones breaking, rugged breathing mixing with the overwhelming sound of terror filling me. I could only watch as Davies was reduced to a groaning, bloodied heap on the floor. No, this was too much. If Liam didn't stop, he coul

AVA I worked in the kitchen, preparing a light lunch of avocado toast for myself. It's been more than a week since I got married into this family, and my situation hasn't improved. Clara doesn't spare a moment to slander my name in the presence of various guests that grace the mansion, demeaning my place in the family and undermining my worth by addressing me with scornful remarks such as the illegitimate daughter, Liam's babysitter, and a gold digger. It beats me why she dislikes me so much. I have never said anything or attacked her from the very first day I stepped into the mansion. But she and her lecherous brother have chosen to make my marriage insufferable. Uncle John does little to stop his children from tormenting me. But I will never let them break me. I've endured too much to fall now. Sometimes I wonder if this is how Liam is always treated because of his mental illness. Liam—I really am married to a child in the body of a man. He had a doctor's appointment, so he left

AVA "Liam no cheating now," I chortled as Liam tried peeping at my bundle of cards. We were playing an indoor card game. Liam shook his head at me, "I am not cheating" I flashed him a warm smile and leaned my face closer to his, "But then I saw you trying to peep at my card", I said with a whisper. Liam gazed at me for a while, his eyes boring into mine while our faces were in close proximity with each other's. Suddenly multiple knots got tied in my stomach and I pulled back a bit, before raking my eyes through my selected cards and placing them on the floor. "Now your turn. Let's see if you can beat me" I smiled triumphantly. Liam laughed, "Ava I can win you. I, uncle John, Clara and Davies play this game all the time and I always win. Watch me win" Just the mere mention of those names wiped the smile off my face. To think that I expected John Tyson to atleast stick up for me but he follows his children to throw condescending remarks at me. And all because of what? Because

AVAThe day of the family’s event arrived far too quickly. I dressed carefully, putting on the black heels that Liam had bought for me. I chose a simple yet elegant dress, hoping it would be enough to hold my own in front of Clara and the rest of the family. My nerves were a tangled mess, but I knew I had to face this with as much dignity as I could muster.As we descended the grand staircase together, Liam held my hand tightly, his presence a reassuring anchor. The mansion was abuzz with activity, the sound of laughter and chatter filling the air. We stepped into the main hall, where the guests were already mingling. I could see Clara across the room, her eyes narrowing as they landed on us.We made our way through the crowd, exchanging polite greetings and forced smiles. The room was filled with opulence, the guests dressed in designer clothes, their conversations laced with wealth and privilege. I felt out of place, a mere imposter in their world.Clara approached us, a sly smile p