All Chapters of Bound to the Ruthless Billionaire: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter 1 : My Infertile Husband Has A Pregnant Mistress Emily’s POV My husband and his ex-fiancée were having sex on our fifth wedding anniversary.The words rang in my mind like a death knell as I stared at the video on my phone. My breath hitched, my vision blurred, but I couldn’t look away. I should have stopped watching—closed the screen, thrown the phone across the room—but my fingers stayed frozen, my heart betraying me with every beat. The video played on, each second digging a deeper hole in my chest. Nathan—my Nathan—lay tangled in hotel sheets with Camille, his ex. They were laughing, kissing, gripping each other like they couldn’t bear to let go. My stomach churned as the camera zoomed in on them. The faint swell of Camille’s belly felt like the final blow. She was pregnant. The phone slipped from my hand, clattering onto the dining table. For a moment, the sound brought me back to reality. The candlelight flickered over the delicate table setting I had spent hou

Emily's POVI return home, my heart still racing from the confrontation with Nathan. The door clicks shut behind me, and for a moment, I lean against it, closing my eyes and taking a deep breath. I need to gather my thoughts, but all I can think about is the face of Camille plastered with that smug smile, and Nathan’s cruel taunts echoing in my mind.I stomp into the bathroom, shedding my clothes like they’re an old skin. The hot water of the shower cascades down my body, washing away the remnants of Nathan's betrayal, if only for a moment. I stand there, letting the steam envelop me, muttering angrily to myself. “Who does he think he is? Talking down to me like that!”I grab my lotion, but it slips from my fingers, crashing to the floor. “Ugh! Great, just great,” I groan, shaking my head.It was this clumsiness that brought be this far in the first place. I could scream in frustration, but instead, I let the water drown out my anger. Nathan might think he’s won, but I’m done being t

Emily's POVI step inside the mansion, the place that used to feel like a home but now feels like a trap. After my meeting with Adrian, everything seems so different. The weight of the deal I made, the favors I’ll owe, and the humiliating fact that I’ll be working as his maid makes my stomach churn. The mighty fall, don’t they?I glance around the grand entryway—this mansion was once a symbol of my parents’ hard-earned success, of their legacy. And now, Nathan is bleeding it dry with his reckless investments, soon to ruin everything. As I walk through the hallway, I pause by the large family portrait of my parents. I can almost hear my father’s voice in my head: Stay strong, Emily. This isn’t over. And I know it isn’t. I’ll make them proud again.I move upstairs, the exhaustion catching up with me. Two days... it's only been two days since I confronted Nathan and found out about Camille’s pregnancy. Two days, and it feels like a lifetime. My mind spins with everything—Nathan’s cruelty

The news hit me like a punch to the gut. “How do you know this?” I cleared my throat and couldn’t help but lean forward. Because of the contract terms, I could no longer tell Claire about anything because he needed his privacy, and although she understood, I just wished I had a more open-minded helper.But seeing how this was the most I could get, I guess beggars can’t be choosers.“Let’s just say I have my sources,” he replied, pacing the room as he spoke. Of course he did.He is the Adrian Blackwood “He’s trying to set you up to take the fall.”I shook my head, disbelief swirling in my mind. “I can’t believe he would go that far.”Adrian stopped, fixing me with an intense gaze. “You need to understand the stakes, Emily. Nathan is not going to play nice, and if you don’t act quickly, you’ll lose everything.”“But we have been together for seven years, how could he?” I asked, my voice weak as I felt deflated against the bar stool.He leaned against the bar, pouring himself a drink. “H

Adrian’s POVThe moment I stepped into that room, everything in me went cold. Emily lay crumpled on the floor, drugged and defenseless, her palms were red from banging on the door for so long.And the tears in her eyes."Oh God. That bastard made her cry."Fury boiled in my veins, but I pushed it down. For now, I had one priority: getting her out of here. she didn't look okay and something about the way the sleeve of her dinner dress had fallen off her shoulder was messing my reasoning up.I had taken her shopping and gotten her the best of the best, but knowing that that bastard Nathan had seen her in it, held her in it, made me want to smash his skull.I knelt beside her, my heart twisting at the sight of her glassy eyes and trembling lips. “Emily,are you okay? where did he hit you?” I whispered as I noticed the extra slur in her tone and the way she was breathing like she was gasping for air.Lifting her gently into my arms. Her body felt so fragile against mine, yet the heat of her