All Chapters of Bound By Mr. Reiner: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Reiner pulled Elise away from Padma, his steps quick and firm until they reached a quieter corner of the room. Once he was sure they were far enough from the crowd, he released his grip. His gaze was sharp, almost intimidating.Reiner: “Don’t talk to anyone without my permission. And remember… never, ever say that you’re my servant. Understand?”Elise bit her lip, holding back the urge to respond with more than just a nod. But Reiner’s piercing stare was enough to keep her from arguing.The atmosphere in the art gallery was still buzzing with the chatter of the elite guests. Elise resumed following Reiner’s steps, though her gaze was distracted by Padma’s sharp eyes, still watching her with a sneer.In her heart, Elise thought, I remember her. She’s the woman from the photo in Mr. Reiner’s room.Trying to distract herself, Elise started observing the paintings hanging on the walls. Most were abstract, their confusing colors making her feel out of place. But as she shifted slightly to

Elise walked slowly toward the large sofa in the middle of the room. She felt confused and nervous as she realized how silent the hotel room had become. But her thoughts were interrupted when she heard the sound of water running in the bathroom. Reiner was still in there, probably washing his face after stepping out onto the balcony ten minutes ago.Feeling safe, Elise sat at the edge of the sofa, the satin robe wrapped around her moving slightly with her anxious breaths. She kept thinking, "Why did he have to choose this outfit? Why not just buy regular pajamas instead?" Occasionally, she glanced at the bathroom door, hoping Reiner wouldn’t come out suddenly.But without her realizing it, the bathroom door slowly creaked open. Elise, who had been only stealing glances, now turned her head fully and instantly froze. In front of her, Reiner stood with slightly damp hair and his shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbows."Why are you sitting there like a frighte

Chapter 35 – The Unseen BattleThat afternoon, a sudden call from Madame Barbra took Elise by surprise. She was arranging a flower vase in the living room when one of the maids relayed the message."Madame Barbra wants you in her room now," Sofia said curtly.Elise nodded obediently, but her heart started to race. She walked down the long hallway on the other side of the main house, where Madame Barbra’s room was located. As she passed by Greta, who was wiping a shelf in the corner, she felt the woman’s sharp gaze burning into her back."Good luck, Elise," Greta’s voice dripped with sarcasm. Elise kept her head down, unwilling to engage.When she reached the door to Madame Barbra’s room, she paused for a moment, taking a deep breath to calm herself. There’s nothing to be afraid of. I’ve done nothing wrong, she reassured herself.A soft knock on the wooden door was met with a firm voice from inside."Come in."El

The evening sky was overcast when Elise arrived at the small house she hadn’t visited in a long time. As soon as she knocked on the door, hurried footsteps sounded from inside. The door swung open quickly, revealing Lily, her ten-year-old younger sister, with sparkling eyes. "Elise!" Lily immediately threw herself into Elise’s arms, sobbing against her sister’s shoulder. Elise hugged her back, gently stroking her hair, trying to hold back the tears welling in her eyes. "Lily, I’m here. Don’t cry, okay?"But Elise’s voice trembled with emotion. She released the hug and took Lily’s hand, leading her inside. "Come on, let’s talk inside." In the simple living room, Elise opened her bag and took out some gifts. Lily’s eyes lit up again when she saw the chocolates and a new storybook. "You always know wha

Elise crouched by the poolside, using a cleaning net to scoop out dry leaves. Occasionally, she let out a quiet sigh. The gentle rippling of the water beneath her feet was soothing, but her mind was unsettled. "Greta… she always acts like she’s better than everyone else," Elise muttered under her breath, her voice just audible over the rustling breeze. "And Mrs. Barbra? Instead of giving proper orders, she sent me to clean the pool. Does she not realize this is a daytime task, not something to be done first thing in the morning?" Her lips pursed in protest as she stirred the water with the net, creating tiny bubbles on the surface. "What am I, a robot? A servant is a servant, but that doesn’t mean I deserve to be treated like trash. If they think I’m trying to get attention, they couldn’t be more wrong!" As Elise continued grumbling to herself, she was unaware that from behind the glass wal