All Chapters of Bound by the Billionaire's Claim: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The weight of Helena’s threat lingered in Maya’s mind long after their conversation. Each step she took through the grand Moretti estate felt heavier, her resolve to stay strong warring with the gnawing fear that her father’s secrets could come to light at any moment.Maya paced Zane’s suite that evening, her thoughts racing. The opulent surroundings, with their marble floors and crystal chandeliers, seemed more like a gilded cage than a sanctuary. Every corner of this life felt like a stage where Helena, Luca, and Isabella played their roles to perfection—scheming, manipulating, and undermining her at every turn.She couldn’t afford to be a passive spectator anymore.The following morning, Maya awoke to find Zane already gone, leaving only a brief note on the nightstand:“Gone to the city for a meeting. Alex is nearby if you need anything. Stay vigilant.”The absence of his commanding presence made her feel exposed, as though the walls of the estate had grown teeth. Determined not to

The Moretti estate was alive with quiet activity the next morning, as Zane’s security team began their meticulous sweep of the household staff. Maya sat at the breakfast table, her appetite nonexistent as she watched Alex speak to a cluster of staff members with a clipboard in hand. Each person was questioned, their credentials scrutinized under the watchful eyes of two armed guards. It should have brought her a sense of relief, but it didn’t. The walls of the estate felt as though they were closing in, the weight of suspicion pressing on everyone. Even the household staff, people she had come to recognize and trust, now felt like strangers. Zane entered the room, his presence a mixture of calm authority and seething determination. He poured himself a coffee, his movements deliberate as his silver eyes swept over her. “They’ll find something,” he said, as if reading her mind. “And if they don’t?” Maya asked softly, her fingers toying with the edge of her napkin. Zane set the cof

The Moretti estate seemed to hum with unspoken tension the following morning, the air thick with a sense of unease. Maya awoke to find Zane already gone, his side of the bed cold and empty. A note on the nightstand simply read:“I’m handling it. Stay in the suite. Alex will update you.”But staying put was the last thing Maya wanted to do. The message left on her pillow the night before—“You’re running out of time”—had stolen what little sleep she’d managed to find.She couldn’t ignore the warning. Whoever had placed the note was becoming bolder, their presence almost taunting.But the question remained: Was it a direct threat, or a calculated distraction?Despite Zane’s insistence that she stay confined to the suite, Maya found herself wandering the estate once again. There was too much happening for her to sit idly by.She returned to the western wing, retracing her steps to the surveillance room she’d discovered earlier. To her surprise, the room had been emptied. The corkboard, ph

The next morning dawned gray and foreboding, the sky heavy with clouds that seemed to mirror Maya’s unease. She sat by the window in Zane’s suite, her hand resting protectively on her stomach as she watched the estate grounds come alive with activity. Security guards moved in coordinated patterns, their presence more visible than ever before.Zane had ordered the heightened measures after last night’s revelations, and while Maya appreciated the effort, it did little to soothe her nerves. The knowledge that Donovan Scott was using her father as a pawn left her feeling more vulnerable than ever.She turned as Zane entered the room, already dressed in a sharp suit that exuded authority. His silver eyes softened when they met hers, but there was an undercurrent of tension in his movements.“Alex is coordinating with a team to keep your father under surveillance,” Zane said, crossing the room to her. “We’ll make sure Donovan can’t use him against us.”Maya nodded, her heart heavy. “Do you

The morning sunlight streamed through the windows of the Moretti estate, painting the elegant corridors with a deceptive warmth. But Maya’s world was far from serene. Each passing hour tightened the noose around her, the weight of the notes, threats, and the looming shadow of Donovan growing heavier.She knew Zane was working tirelessly to dismantle the web of schemes threatening them, but she couldn’t shake the nagging feeling that their enemies were always one step ahead.As she stepped into the dining hall for breakfast, the atmosphere was thick with unspoken tension. Helena sat at her usual place at the head of the table, her sharp gaze flicking to Maya as she entered. Luca lounged nearby, a smug grin playing on his lips as though he knew something no one else did.“Maya,” Helena said with a smile as thin as glass, “you’re looking… thoughtful this morning. I trust you’ve been sleeping well?”Maya didn’t bother with pretense. “As well as anyone can under these circumstances.”Luca