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Early morning illness
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2026-06-23 06:39:09
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Bound By His Name Meal
Damien POVI pushed the chair back with a scrape and stood up, the restless pressure in my chest refusing to ease no matter how much whiskey I poured down my throat. The folder on Elias still lay open on the desk like a haunting dream I couldn’t ignore. I needed air. Something to drown out this fucking feeling that something was slipping away from me.“Victor, with me,” I said curtly, already heading for the door.Victor fell into step beside me without question, his usual cheerful energy still present but watchful. We walked down the long corridor toward the private lounge where Monica was waiting. The unease in my chest twisted harder with every step, like invisible fingers digging deeper.The moment I stepped into the dimly lit lounge, I saw her.Monica stood near the large windows, her body swaying slightly with that signature seductive grace. Her waist was narrow, hips full and inviting, the tight dress she wore clinging to every curve like it had been painted on. She turned whe
Bound By His Name Madam Monica
Damien POVI leaned back in my leather chair, as I slowly turned another page of Elias Carter’s file. The folder felt too thin, too empty for how much space the boy had started taking up in my head. I scanned the lines again, jaw tightening with irritation.“His mother died just hours after giving birth to him,” I muttered, more to myself than to Victor. “Complications. And the father has hated him ever since… for reasons no one seems willing to write down.”Victor stood across the desk, arms folded, watching me carefully. “We don’t have much on the kid yet, Boss. He is a real recluse and hardly does anything noticeable. He works like a dog for that family even though they treat him like dirt.”I flipped another page, fingers pressing harder into the paper. “Why does someone keep crawling back to people who clearly don’t want him? It doesn’t make sense.”Victor shrugged, a faint smile tugging at his lips. “Some people are built that way. Loyal to a fault. Or maybe he’s still hoping
Bound By His Name Hospital
Elias POVA beeping sound slowly pulled me from the darkness. My eyelids felt impossibly heavy, like they were being pressed down. I tried to move my fingers first, then slowly forced my eyes open. The bright white ceiling of a hospital room came into focus. The smell of antiseptic and clean linen filled my nose, mixed with the faint scent of rain still clinging to my memories.I was lying on a hospital bed, an IV drip attached to the back of my hand. The thin tube disappeared upward into a clear bag hanging on a metal stand. My body felt weak, heavy, and strangely sensitive.Emily was sitting right beside the bed in a plastic chair, her eyes red and swollen from crying. The moment she noticed my eyes open, she leaned forward quickly, relief washing over her face.“Elias… thank God,” she whispered, her voice cracking. She reached out and gently patted my arm, careful not to disturb the IV line. “You’re awake. How do you feel?”I swallowed, my throat dry and painful. “Like… I got hit
Bound By His Name Unconscious
Elias POV“Elias!”I lifted my head slowly, vision blurry from tears and fever, as she rushed toward me with an umbrella. Her shoes splashed through puddles, and her face was filled with pure panic and worry.“Oh my God, Elias!” She dropped to her knees right in front of me on the wet pavement, not caring that her clothes were getting soaked. The umbrella was quickly positioned over both of us as she grabbed my shoulders. “What are you doing?! Sitting here in the rain like this? You’re burning up!”I could only stare at her, my body shaking violently from the cold and fever.“Emily…” My voice came out hoarse. “I… I have nothing left.”She pulled me into a tight hug, ignoring the rain and how wet I was. “Don’t say that. You have me. You’ve always had me. Now get up. We’re getting you out of this rain right now.”I didn’t move. I couldn’t. The weight of everything kept me glued to the cold ground.Emily pulled back slightly, cupping my face with both hands. Her eyes were red, like she
Bound By His Name Life is bitter
Elias POVThe mansion gates faded behind me as I walked down the street. Tears streamed down my face without stopping, mixing with the cold sweat from my fever. Every step felt like walking through thick mud. My chest ached so badly I could barely breathe.How could they do this to me?Fred’s words kept repeating in my head like a nightmare I couldn’t wake up from. He had planned it. He had paid someone to rape me. He wanted me to be pregnant so the whole world would reject me. And Father… he had known something was wrong with me all along but still treated me like this.I hugged the bag of documents tighter to my chest, even though they no longer mattered. Nothing mattered anymore.My phone started ringing. It was Emily. I stared at the screen for a few seconds before answering with a shaky voice.“…Hello?”“Elias!” Emily’s voice was frantic. In the background, I could hear her moving quickly — drawers opening, things being thrown around, keys jingling. “What the hell did you mean
Bound By His Name Not my Fault
Fred POVThe front door slammed shut behind Elias with a deafening bang, the sound echoing like a final insult.I stood there, chest still rising and falling heavily, trying to keep my expression neutral even as adrenaline pumped through my veins.The silence that followed was thick and uncomfortable. I could feel everyone’s eyes staring deep into my soul — Father’s angry and suspicious gaze, Mother’s curious one, and Aunt Jane’s wide, terrified stare.Father turned to me slowly, his face dark with fury and confusion. “Fred. What the hell just happened? What rape is Elias talking about? Explain yourself right this moment.”I shrugged, adjusting my shirt collar casually as if the entire confrontation had been nothing more than a minor inconvenience. “Nothing important, Father. Elias is just being dramatic again. You know how he is — always playing the victim, always looking for attention.”Father’s eyes narrowed in doubt. He took a step closer, voice dim and threatening. “Don’t you dar
Bound By His Name Mine
Fred POVI adjusted my designer suit jacket as I walked out of the elevator. The familiar feeling of home hits me—that I own the company. This was supposed to be my kingdom. Mine. Yet that bastard still had the nerve to breathe the same air as me. Walki
Bound By His Name Soon....
Damien POV I leaned back in the leather chair, a glass of whiskey in one hand and a cigarette burning between my fingers. The sharp burn of alcohol slid down my throat as I took a slow sip, followed by a deep drag from the cigarette. Smoke curled lazily toward the ceiling. The door to the room op
Bound By His Name Plan
Fred POV I snapped my head up, heat rushing to my face. My fingers dug into the arm of the cheap couch, the fabric rough against my palm. This filthy room, this disgusting smell of cum and smoke, and now this lowlife mocking me. I wanted to grab the nearest bottle and smash it across his grinning
Bound By His Name A Devil
Fred POV I picked up my car keys and headed for the door. “Mom, I’m going out. I’ll be back late today,” I shouted and closed the door behind me. “Don’t forget your jacket, baby,” my mom’s annoying voice called out. “Yes, Momma.” Rolling my eyes and walking to where my baby Range Rover SV wa
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