All Chapters of Bound By Billionaire Secrets : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The Truth Unveiled The message from Claire weighed closely on me as Ethan drove us again to my apartment. My thoughts raced with questions. What ought Claire probably need to inform me? Why now, after everything? “You’re quiet,” Ethan said, glancing at me as we pulled as much as my building. I held up my phone, displaying him the message. “Claire says there’s something I want to recognize about Alex. She requested me to name her.” Ethan frowned, parking the car. “Do you consider her?” “I don’t recognize ,” I admitted. “She’s usually been unswerving to Alex, but… she’s additionally visible matters maximum humans haven’t. If she’s achieving, it needs to be important.” He nodded. “Then name her. But I’ll stay, simply if you want me.” I gave him a small, thankful smile earlier than heading inside. The RevelationSitting on my couch, I stared at Claire’s range for a protracted second earlier than the urgent name . She picked up nearly immediately. “Anita,” she stated , her

The Web of Truth The subsequent day, I sat withinside the café on eighth Street, my palms curled round a steaming cup of espresso I hadn’t touched. The air smelled of coffee and sparkling pastries, however I couldn’t recognize something besides the pit in my stomach. Alex turned in late. Whether it turned into planned or simply his manner of preserving control, I didn’t realize . All I knew turned into that his message had haunted me all night. When the door in the end swung open and he walked in, his sharp, healthy and assured stride drew a number of glances from the alternative patrons. He noticed me straight away and made his manner over, a combination of willpower and something softer—regret?—in his eyes. “Anita,” he stated , sliding into the seat throughout from me. “Thank you for coming.” “Get to the point, Alex,” I stated , my tone clipped. “What’s this fact you’re so keen on, approximately Ethan?” He leaned back in his chair, reading me for a second earlier than spe

The Showdown Vanessa’s caution echoed in my head as I sat in my apartment, staring blankly on the wall. “Alex is making plans to confront Ethan directly. He’s now no longer going down again.” The concept of the 2 of them dealing with off crammed me with dread. They weren’t simply opponents in commercial enterprise —they have been fighting to manipulate my existence. I needed to forestall this earlier than it spiraled similarly out of manipulation . Grabbing my coat, I was referred to as Ethan. “Anita?” he answered, his voice tense. “Where are you?” I asked, already heading out the door. “I’m in the office,” he said , confused. “Why?” “Alex is coming to look at you,” I stated , my voice urgent. “You want to be prepared.” There became a pause, after which Ethan sighed. “Let him come. I don't have anything to hide.” “Ethan, don’t do this,” I pleaded. “This isn’t pretty much a commercial enterprise anymore. It’s approximately pride, and it’s going to get ugly.” “I ca

Revelations and Consequences The second I stepped into Vanessa’s office, I ought to sense the tension. She becomes seated at the back of her desk, stacks of papers and her computer open in the front of her. The blinds had been half-drawn, blocking off the overdue afternoon solar and casting lengthy shadows throughout the room. “Anita, thanks for coming,” she said, gesturing for me to sit. “What’s going on, Vanessa?” I asked, my coronary heart pounding. “What did you find?” She leaned forward, her expression grave. “I’ve exposed extra economic data tied to Alex’s hidden fund. And, Anita, this modifies everything.” I braced myself. “What did you find?” Vanessa slid a folder throughout the desk. “Alex has been concerned in a sequence of shady offers that cross past what we to begin with suspected. But here’s the kicker— this type of offer ties without delay for your name.” My blood ran bloodless as I flipped open the folder. There it turned into in black and white: my call i

The Final Revelation The night sky became painted with streaks of orange and pink as I approached Alex’s penthouse. My belly churned with apprehension. His message—cryptic and urgent—had left me no preference however to come. “Meet me tonight at 8 p.m. My penthouse. There’s something I want to reveal to you.” Ethan had attempted to speak me out of it, however I couldn’t forget about the sensation that this assembly became critical. Whatever Alex had to reveal me, it would subsequently get to the bottom of the tangled mess of lies and betrayals that surrounded my life. The MeetingWhen Alex opened the door, he seemed different—worn, nearly fragile. His generally immaculate fit became barely wrinkled, and his tie hung free round his neck. It became as though the cracks in his empire have been subsequently displayed at the surface. “Anita,” he stated softly. “Thank you for coming.” “Just inform me why I’m here, Alex,” I stated , stepping inside. He gestured in the direction