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Chapter 76
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2026-09-11 08:50:00Alexander dragged me back up the stone stairwell by my wrist, his grip so tight my fingers went numb before we reached the second floor.
I tried digging my heels into the hardwood twice, but even with fresh blood seeping through his bandages, he pulled me along like I weighed nothing. He shoved the heavy mahogany doors of the master suite wide open, hauled me inside, and slammed the wood shut.The lock turned with a sharp, heavy clack."Sit down," he growled.I stumbled over t
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The clock on the SUV’s digital dashboard read 5:31 AM.The sky over Staten Island wasn’t even blue yet. It was a bruised, ugly grey, slick with a misting drizzle that turned the black leather seats of the armored suburban freezing cold.I pressed my knees together, trying to stop my legs from shaking. My jeans were still damp around the cuffs from the gravel in the driveway where Alexander’s guards had shoved me into the back seat. My heart knocked against my ribs in a heavy, uneven thud that made my throat feel dry as dust.Beside me, Alexander sat in total silence.He didn’t look like a man who had taken a bullet graze across his ribs less than forty-eight hours ago. He wore a heavy black wool overcoat over a dark grey tailored suit, his broad shoulders filling out his side of the leather bench. The sharp, bitter scent of clean rain, expensive cologne, and fresh antiseptic clung to his skin.His face was carved out of cold granite. His jaw was set so tight
BOUND TO THE BILLIONAIRE’S CONTRACT Chapter 76
Alexander dragged me back up the stone stairwell by my wrist, his grip so tight my fingers went numb before we reached the second floor.I tried digging my heels into the hardwood twice, but even with fresh blood seeping through his bandages, he pulled me along like I weighed nothing. He shoved the heavy mahogany doors of the master suite wide open, hauled me inside, and slammed the wood shut.The lock turned with a sharp, heavy clack."Sit down," he growled.I stumbled over the edge of the rug, turning around with my hands balled into tight fists. "Stop shoving me! I am not one of your guards, Alexander! You don't get to handle me like furniture!"Alexander ignored me completely. He walked over to the dark wood desk near the unlit fireplace, pulled a thick leather-bound folder out of the top drawer, and tossed it onto the ottoman in front of the couch.The folder popped open, spilling a stack of heavy white pages across the leather."Read it," he said, p
BOUND TO THE BILLIONAIRE’S CONTRACT Chapter 75
Three in the morning. Alexander was dead to the world on the massive king-sized bed, his breathing heavy and even, fueled by fever and high-dose painkillers. The red stain on his side hadn't spread any further, but he wasn't waking up anytime soon. I sat on the floor, staring at his sleeping face. We're going to pick up my nephew. The words echoed inside my head like a firing squad. If Alexander got his hands on Leo, my baby boy would be sucked into this bloody mafia nightmare forever. I couldn't let that happen. I would rather die on the pavement than watch Alexander turn four-year-old Leo into a weapon for the Vance empire. I slipped my sneakers on, tying the laces in double knots. I didn't take a bag. I didn't grab a coat. Just the clothes on my back and the fifty bucks shoved in the lining of my hoodie. I crept across the dark hardwood floor, stepping around the silver washbowl on the nightstand. Alexander did
BOUND TO THE BILLIONAIRE’S CONTRACT Chapter 74
My heart hit my ribcage like a sledgehammer."Your nephew?" I choked out, trying to pull my hand back off his bare chest. "You're crazy. Leo is my son. He has nothing to do with your family."Alexander didn't even blink. His fingers tightened around my wrist, pinning my palm flat against his warm, thumping heart."Dark curly hair. Julian's nose," Alexander said, his voice dropping an octave. "I saw the side-profile shot from the church security feed this morning. You can lie to yourself, Elena, but you can't lie to a DNA test."Before I could scream at him, a harsh, buzzing vibration cut through the quiet bedroom.Bzzzz... Bzzzz... Bzzzz...My eyes shot over to the nightstand. The cheap prepaid burner phone I had shoved under my spare sweatshirt was buzzing across the dark wood surface, lighting up the marble in bright blue.Only two people had that number. Mrs. Gable... and my stepmother.I scrambled off my knees, reaching for the phone, but Alexande
BOUND TO THE BILLIONAIRE’S CONTRACT Chapter 73
My stomach did absolute gymnastics the second Viktor shoved the heavy double doors of the east wing wide open.The room was massive. Fancy cream-colored furniture, dark hardwood floors, windows stretching all the way up to the ceiling. But none of that made it a home. Two guys in black tactical vests sat on folding chairs right outside, sidearms strapped to their thighs, watching my every breath.I dropped onto the edge of an oversized velvet couch, pulling my knees straight into my oversized hoodie.My knuckles were still stained brown from the dried blood under my nails. Every time I looked at the dark window glass, rain slapped the panes like tiny pebbles thrown from the yard.Around two in the morning, the door lock clicked.I shot up, my heart hammering a chaotic beat against my ribs.Viktor stepped in first, his giant shoulders filling the frame. Right behind him came Alexander.He looked terrible. His black dress shirt hung completely unbuttoned over his broad shoulders. The wh
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Chapter 72My heart was doing backflips inside my chest.I stood over the metal examination table, wiping my bloody hands on the front of my gray hoodie. The cloth absorbed most of it, leaving a dark, nasty smudge right across my stomach. Alexander was out cold, his breathing shallow and loud, every exhale sounding like a cracked pump."Great," I muttered under my breath, staring at his gray face. "Just great, Elena. You cleared your name and now you're stuck playing nurse to a dying mob boss."The heart monitor kept up a steady beep... beep... beep... in the background. It was the only sound in the room, besides the rain hammering against the high glass windows near the ceiling.I grabbed a fresh roll of medical tape and a stack of clean gauze pads off the rolling tray. My fingers were shaking so bad I dropped the tape twice before I could get a piece torn off. I leaned over him, pressing the thick pads right over the torn stitches on his side.He didn't even flinch. His eyes stayed
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