All Chapters of Bound to the Billionaire's Deal: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Camelia POV“Are you Mrs. Camelia?” One of the men on black suits asked me. I shook my head trying to process the chaos before me. "No, I'm not..." I stammered, wincing as the pain from the slap radiated through my cheek. Remembering that I'd just been divorced, I corrected myself. "I'm Camelia.”'Father, what's going on? What collateral are you talking about? And who are these men?' I demanded, trying to keep my voice steady. “What do you mean by you're not Mrs Camelia”? He shunned at me, avoiding my questions. I felt a sting of shame but there was no need to hide it. “Brady divorced me” I broke the news, holding back my tears not to show any weakness. Divorce?? He screamed.“You went against my advice and married that wretched being” and now he has divorced you!. “I'm sure you took out that loan for him, using my house as collateral”! He spat.“Father,” I muttered as my heart dropped. I wasn't expecting him to sympathise with me but at least he should have asked what happened. “Y

Henry POV“Where am I”? She asked, opening her eyes after six hours of being semi conscious. I jolted up from where I had dozed off on the hospital bed,the antiseptic scent of the hospital filling my nostrils.You're finally awake...!" I exhaled, relief washing over me. "Are you in pain? How are you feeling now?..." My voice cracked with worry.“Why am I here?I only remembered being in your uncle's office”, she stated.“You passed out Camelia, But the doctor said it was just stress and your blood pressure is also elevated and it needs to be controlled”, I explained as I continued rubbing off sleep from my eyes.” You'll also need a lot of rest”, I added.She only nodded without saying a word and started crying. “Can we leave the hospital”? she asked, sobbing. “It only brings horrible memories”, she sobbed. “Please I'm begging you, she said clenching onto her chest like it was hurting.I had no idea on how to console her. I have never been in such a position before. I only understand th

Camelia POV “You can use this room ma,” The maid gestured graciously, leading me to a lavish room on the right wing of the house. I noticed several doors beyond mine, hinting at the mansion's vastness. “Ring this alarm if you need anything, ma'am,” she said, before leaving. "As I stepped into the room, I was struck by its sheer luxury. The spacious king-size bed, surrounded by elegant furnishings and a stunning bathroom that seemed to sparkle in the soft light. I didn't know when I jumped on the bed letting out a loud sigh. For a moment, I thought of what Lydia said even though Henry said not to mind her. “Twelve months of pretending, and I'd be done.” I smiled to myself, a faint blush spreading across my cheeks as I remembered the act I'd put on earlier. Henry's stare still lingered on my mind. I stood up, reading through the contract and its terms once more. “This was my reality now” I said as I hid the contract in the wardrobe's last drawer, a constant reminder of the deal

Gabriel POV “Just let me handle him,” I said to Henry after he'd punched the man who had snatched the bag. "You should learn not to touch things that belong to me!" Henry smirked, snatching the bag back and walking away. "You!!," I said to the man sitting on the floor, "Get out of here!" Then I hurried after Henry. Since Camelia came around , I've been seeing sides of him I'd never noticed before. “Were they always there, and I just ignored them? Or is he only now developing these traits?” For 15 years, I'd stood by Henry's side, witnessing firsthand the scars of his loveless childhood. He had learned to rely solely on himself, to shield his heart from the world. But in doing so, he built walls that kept everyone at arm's length including me. “I'm still confused about what changed.” “Don't you think you're doing too much?” I asked as I hurried behind him. “Doing too much, you say?” Henry shot back. “A stranger just snatched my wife's bag!, and you think I'm doing too mu

Camelia’s POV “What have I gotten myself into”? I asked myself as I finally left his office. The whole dramatic scene seemed like they were all out to chew me. There was something about Lydia that didn't sit well with me. Since the first time I saw her at Henry's. I didn’t like her!, but it wasn’t just dislike. It was... unease. “Because, Why all the warnings? Henry had been clear he wasn’t interested. So why push so hard? I couldn’t figure out what they were to each other — they didn’t act like exes”. But then again, what did exes even act like? I scoffed at myself, realizing how ridiculous that thought was. None of it should matter anyway. I was here to pretend — to act like Henry’s wife. That’s what I owed him. So pretend I would. I still try hard not to think about my betrayal , especially Brady who deceived me. My heart still drops anytime I think about it. I walked up to the elevator, watching the glowing numbers count down as I waited for the doors to open. A man st