All Chapters of Bound by the Billionaire's Claim: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

The suite was quieter than usual, the team absorbing the gravity of Jeremy’s confession. Alex sat in the corner, cross-referencing the information Jeremy had given with Camilla’s data, while Reese paced near the window, her brows furrowed in thought.Maya sat on the couch, her legs curled beneath her, watching Zane. His silver eyes were focused as he reviewed the layout of the east-side warehouse, a plan forming in his mind.“You’re going after her, aren’t you?” Maya asked softly.Zane looked up, his expression softening when he met her gaze. “It’s the only way to stop this.”Maya’s lips pressed into a thin line. “I want to come with you.”“No,” Zane said immediately, his voice firm. “It’s too dangerous.”“You can’t keep shielding me from everything,” Maya said, her green eyes flashing. “This fight involves me, Zane. Helena’s targeting me because she thinks I’m your weakness. Let me prove her wrong.”Zane hesitated, torn between his instinct to protect her and the respect he had for h

The air was lighter in the suite, the tension that had loomed over them for so long now dissipating. Maya found herself smiling more, even laughing at Reese’s jokes as they packed away the remnants of the dinner from the night before.Zane had left early for a meeting with his legal team, ensuring the aftermath of Helena’s fall was handled smoothly. Maya, however, decided to take the morning for herself, something she hadn’t done in what felt like forever.She stood on the balcony, sipping her tea as the city hummed below her. The crescent moon necklace Zane had given her rested against her collarbone, a constant reminder of how far they’d come.“You look deep in thought,” Reese said, stepping onto the balcony with her own cup of coffee.Maya smiled faintly. “I guess I am. For the first time in months, I’m thinking about the future instead of just surviving the present.”Reese nudged her playfully. “That’s a good thing, Maya. So, what’s the plan? You and Zane jetting off to some tropi

The Amalfi Coast shimmered under the morning sun, the golden light casting a warm glow over the villa. Maya woke to the sound of the waves crashing gently against the cliffs below, her heart lighter than it had been in months.She turned to see Zane still asleep beside her, his silver eyes closed, his features soft and unguarded. She allowed herself a moment to admire him, marveling at how far they’d come.Zane stirred, his eyes opening slowly. When they landed on her, a faint smile tugged at his lips. “Good morning.”“Good morning,” Maya replied, leaning down to press a kiss to his forehead.“Is it just me, or does this place feel like a dream?” Zane asked, his voice still husky with sleep.“It’s real,” Maya said, her green eyes shining. “And it’s ours.”---Exploring the TownAfter a leisurely breakfast, they decided to explore the nearby town. The narrow streets were lined with colorful buildings, their balconies adorned with blooming flowers. The scent of citrus and freshly baked

The drive back to the villa was quiet, but it wasn’t the kind of silence that felt heavy or awkward. Instead, it was filled with reflection and a newfound sense of connection. Zane kept one hand on the steering wheel while his other hand rested on Maya’s, his thumb brushing her knuckles absently.“You’re unusually quiet,” Maya said softly, breaking the silence.“I’m still processing,” Zane admitted, his silver eyes flicking to hers briefly. “Meeting Elena… it’s like finding a part of myself I didn’t know was missing.”“She’s a lot like you,” Maya said, smiling faintly. “Strong, guarded, but kind underneath it all.”Zane chuckled, the sound low and warm. “Guarded, huh? I suppose that’s fair.”Maya tilted her head, studying him. “Do you think you’ll see her again?”“I hope so,” Zane said, his tone sincere. “She’s family, Maya. And after everything with Helena, I’ve realized how important it is to hold on to the people who matter.”---A Quiet EveningBy the time they returned to the vil

The early morning light painted the quiet street in pale hues, but the tension between Zane and the operatives at Elena’s doorstep was anything but calm. Zane’s silver eyes burned with barely restrained fury as he stepped closer to the men, his gun steady in his hand.“Who sent you?” he demanded again, his voice cold and commanding.The smirking operative held Zane’s gaze, defiance flickering in his dark eyes. “You think you’ve won, Moretti? This is far from over.”Zane’s jaw tightened. He wasn’t in the mood for games. “Wrong answer.”Alex moved swiftly, disarming the second man and pinning him against the wall. “Your friend over there may want to play hero,” Alex growled, his voice low and threatening, “but I’m not nearly as patient as he is. Start talking.”The pinned man’s bravado faltered, sweat beading on his brow. “We… we were hired to watch her,” he stammered, his eyes darting toward Elena’s building.“By who?” Zane snapped.“I don’t know the name,” the man said quickly. “We ge