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"You aren't eating, Liora. Is the roasted duck not to your liking?"

Rusali’s voice was smooth, a pleasant, melodic purr that cut right through the quiet clinking of silver against porcelain.

She sat at the long mahogany table, looking completely radiant in a silk emerald gown that matched the large stone on her finger.

She had a wide, generous smile on her face, but as her dark eyes locked onto mine, a subtle, cold smirk tugged at the corner of her lips.

I sat rigidly in the he
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  • Bound To The Billionaire By A Baby   I Want You In Bed Now

    Adrian's I stared down at the open pages of my leather journal on the dark wood desk, the gold pen frozen in my hand. The ink was completely dry, but my mind was stuck in a chaotic maze of thoughts that had nothing to do with my shipping records or the winter line logistics. My thoughts kept violently pulling back to the kitchen scene from the previous evening. When I had heard Rusali screaming those insults, accusing Liora of taking the diamond necklace, I hadn't even hesitated. I did not know what prompted me to stand up to Rusali like that, throwing my chair back and stepping directly between her and the shivering, weeping girl. I always tried to avoid anything that would make Rusali feel insecure or prompt her to cause an elite scene. I knew that standing up for the worker where Rusali was concerned would mean actual, deep trouble because Rusali was a woman who wouldn't take any perceived slight lightly. Yet, in that heated kitchen, I had completely forgotten about upper-

  • Bound To The Billionaire By A Baby   I Would Lock You Up

    Liora's I pushed myself up from the velvet chair, my flat servant boots skidding slightly against the polished floorboards as I turned toward the door. I walked rapidly, my head firmly bowed as I hurried up the grand staircase and slipped into the massive, dark master wing. The room was entirely transformed, filled with Rusali's expensive luxury perfumes, designer dresses, and matching white leather luggage. The scent of her jasmine was everywhere, completely obliterating the aroma of hot ash and sandalwood that used to linger on the silk sheets. My hands shook violently as I found the small white bottle on the marble vanity, clutched it against my apron, and hurried back downstairs to deliver it to a senior footman at the dining room entrance Once the errand was done, I couldn't bring myself to go back to that table. I retreated straight into the heavy, humid air of the mansion kitchen, my limbs feeling like lead weights as the silent fatigue of the early pregnancy settled

  • Bound To The Billionaire By A Baby   Pills After Dinner

    Liora's "You aren't eating, Liora. Is the roasted duck not to your liking?" Rusali’s voice was smooth, a pleasant, melodic purr that cut right through the quiet clinking of silver against porcelain. She sat at the long mahogany table, looking completely radiant in a silk emerald gown that matched the large stone on her finger. She had a wide, generous smile on her face, but as her dark eyes locked onto mine, a subtle, cold smirk tugged at the corner of her lips. I sat rigidly in the heavy velvet chair, my fingers tightly clutching my cloth napkin under the table. My face burned with a sudden, intense heat. I kept my head slightly bowed, my strict model posture the only thing keeping me from sinking entirely into the cushion. I was wearing my gray uniform, a stark, humiliating contrast to the luxury surrounding me. "The food is wonderful, Lady Rusali," I whispered, keeping my voice as small and submissive as possible. "Thank you." "Of course it is, dear," Rusali said, le

  • Bound To The Billionaire By A Baby   Just An Incubator

    Liora's The massive front doors of the mansion swung back, and Rusali stepped into the grand foyer. Behind her, three footmen struggled to carry a mountain of matching white leather luxury luggage, their boots clicking rapidly against the polished floor tiles. The household staff was already lined up against the marble walls, their heads bowed low in a tight, terrified sequence. "Oh, look who it is!" Clara whispered from the pantry archway, her eyes widening as she nudged another maid. "The real lady of the manor is finally home. Now the trash can go back to where it belongs." Rusali stopped in the center of the foyer, her expensive designer fur coat flaring as she looked around the grand space. She didn't look angry or unhinged; instead, she adjusted her diamond rings and flashed a bright, incredibly sweet smile at the head housekeeper, Mrs. Gable. "Mrs. Gable, it is so wonderful to see you again," Rusali said, her voice dropping into a smooth, melodic cadence that sounded en

  • Bound To The Billionaire By A Baby   Don't Be Late

    Adrian's The lift doors slid open on the fifth floor. "Let's go," I said, stepping out onto the tiled floor. Rusali marched straight out ahead of me, her heavy fur coat brushing against my arm as she stormed into my office. The moment the heavy wooden doors swung shut behind us, she violently turned on her heel and slammed both her open palms directly against my chest. Smack! "Like how could you do this to me, Adrian?" she yelled, her small fists shaking as she struck my jacket again. Tears instantly filled her eyes, her face twisting with pure rage. "Look at me! Look what you've done to my name! The internet portals are screaming about you and that trash! Everyone is talking about how you got your own worker pregnant!" I stood completely still, absorbing the blows without moving an inch. "Rusali, stop hitting me. It doesn't change a single thing." "Look at me and tell me the truth!" she screamed, her hands flying up to cup both sides of my face. Her manicured fingers dug ha

  • Bound To The Billionaire By A Baby   You Wouldn't Mind

    Adrian's "Give her to me, Adrian," Julian whispered, his voice barely carrying over the deafening noise of the shutter lenses clicking at the entrance. He stepped into my personal space, his hands extending cautiously to take the weight from my arms, his face tight with a sharp, hidden panic. "Just give her to me. I’ll take her straight to the hospital. Go deal with Rusali before she blows this up completely." My jaw locked into a rigid, defensive line as the reality of the scene pressed into my chest. Julian was right. The media had already captured dozens of embarrassing, chaotic moments of my life over the past few months, from the restaurant altercation to the viral party video trending on every entertainment portal. Standing in the center of my own lobby, completely disheveled and holding an unconscious worker, was only feeding the paparazzi exactly what they wanted. I looked down at Liora’s pale face, her dark curls damp against my shoulder, and a dark, territorial irr

  • Bound To The Billionaire By A Baby   Bus Scuffle

    Liora's Pov The crowd at the public transport transit station was a sprawling, chaotic sea of desperate bodies, all fighting over the same patch of broken asphalt as the sun began to dip behind the smoky city skyline. It wasn't the clean, private courtyard shuttle from the estate; this was the

  • Bound To The Billionaire By A Baby   She Is Mine To Torture

    Liora's Pov Listen to me very carefully, all of you," Adrian announced, his booming voice bouncing off the high ceilings like a final judgment, ensuring every single employee heard the command. "No one in this building is to touch, bully, or disrespect this woman again. Is that entirely clear

  • Bound To The Billionaire By A Baby   I Want Them Blacklisted

    Liora's Pov The question slithered through the bleach-scented air of the restroom, instantly killing the echo of Vanessa and Chloe’s cruel laughter. I sat paralyzed on the cold toilet seat, my knees still clutched tightly against my chest, my entire body shivering violently under my soaked gra

  • Bound To The Billionaire By A Baby   What Right Do You Have

    Liora's Pov I sat exposed, looking entirely small and terrified under their glares. Vanessa and Chloe stood in the threshold, their arms crossed, wide smirks twisting their lips as they looked down at my gray uniform and my shivering frame. "Look at the future Mrs. Hawthorne," Chloe mocked, poi

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