All Chapters of Bound by the CEO: Torn by Lies: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

“Let go of me!” Eureka yelled as Raymond dragged her into the house. She struggled to free her hand from his tight grip. He shoved her roughly onto the couch, making her cry out in pain.“What do you think you were doing with him?” Raymond snapped, his irritation boiling over. “How could you behave so shamelessly in public? You’re my wife!”His words ignited Eureka’s anger. She shot to her feet, shoving him back and causing him to stumble.“Don’t you dare try to manhandle me!” she fired back. “What gives you the right, Raymond? You flirt with Cassandra and then flare up when I talk to your cousin? What do you take me for? From now on, I’ll flirt with whoever I want, and you won’t do a thing about it. Watch me,” she declared, turning to walk away.Raymond grabbed her arm, forcing her to face him again.“You’re my wife!” he growled through gritted teeth. “I own you, and you will obey me. This is the last time I want to see you with Harvey. Do you understand?”“Pray you don’t find me in

The ringing of Eureka’s phone pierced the room, jolting her awake. The soft glow of sunlight filtered through the light curtain, brightening her face. She yawned, sat up, and stretched, her body aching. She rubbed her eyes while feeling around the bed for her phone. A sharp soreness between her legs made her wince, and she realized she was naked, covered only by the duvet. Memories of last night flooded her mind, but as she scanned the room, she noticed Raymond was gone. He had left her. “Who the hell is it?” she groaned as her phone continued ringing nonstop in her handbag, still on the vanity table. She scrambled out of bed, wrapping the duvet tightly around herself. Taking out her phone, her eyes widened at over 50 missed calls from Harvey. She gasped, stumbling back as she remembered she was supposed to attend the Paris Fashion Week event with him. “Shit,” she cursed under her breath. As if on cue, Harvey’s call came through again. She didn’t know what excuse to give, but she a

Eureka shut the door behind her as she walked into the hotel room with Harvey.“Why do I feel like you’re stalking me?” she asked, leaning against the wall and folding her arms across her chest. “You seem to be everywhere I go all of a sudden. Why is that?”“Are we fighting? Why are you talking like that?” Harvey asked nonchalantly, pulling a stool to sit on and crossing his legs. “Is it my fault we keep meeting by coincidence?”“It’s not by coincidence, Harvey. I just left Paris two days ago, and now you’re here. You didn’t even tell me you were leaving Paris.”“I didn’t because you weren’t taking my calls,” he said, leaning against the vanity table. “I think I need a drink. Can you place an order?”His casual demeanor irritated Eureka, but he didn’t seem to care. “Can you leave, please?” She pointed at the door, clearly upset with him.“What’s with this attitude?” he asked, confused. “I left Paris the same day we went out. I tr

"You’ve lost your mind, Eureka," Melissa said in disbelief. "How can you love a beast? Ray has been arrogant, selfish, and self-centered since childhood. We all knew about your painful crush on him. I remember vividly that he rejected you. He didn’t want anything to do with anyone from the gutters. And now you love him enough to endure his hostility?" Melissa exclaimed. "He will never love you. He’s too arrogant to consider you. Besides, didn’t you tell me he loves Cassandra? Do you think he’ll ever leave her for you? Wake up, girlfriend. You just graduated. You should focus on building your career instead of wasting your precious life on that lunatic." Eureka sighed, knowing Melissa was right. She was fooling herself, trying to fix something broken for years. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she blinked them away, her heart aching. “I’ve heard you,” she muttered. "Don’t cry, sweetheart. Stop sacrificing so much. You need to focus on yourself too. And don’t forget to divorce that

Melissa was in her room applying makeup when the door creaked open. “Hi, honey," her mother said as she walked in. “What’s up, Mom?" Melissa replied, glancing at her mother, who took a seat on the couch. “Where are you going at this time of night? It’s pouring heavily outside," her mother asked. "I’m going clubbing with the girls," Melissa said, finishing her makeup. "Clubbing? I told you we have a board meeting tomorrow. You know how much you drink. You’ll end up with a hangover,” her mother said. "And I’ve warned you countless times to stop hanging out with those worthless girls. They’re misleading you. I need you in the company, honey. I don’t like this lifestyle. Is this how you’ll act when you become CEO of De Leon’s Legacy?” “That’s enough, Mom,” Melissa said, frustrated. “Is it a crime to be your only child? I don’t like the company. You already forced me into a course I didn’t want. I won’t let you force me to take over the company.” “Be quiet! What do you know?”