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The Maldives Getaway
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2026-05-01 05:31:21
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Bound by Contract, Owned by Hate One Week of Sun and Sin
Chapter 34 (Xander's POV) The second day arrived slowly. The Maldives had a particular quality of morning I hadn't encountered anywhere else. Light that came in soft and unhurried, the ocean already brilliant before the sun had fully committed to the day. I was on the deck at six with coffee, watching the water change color in gradations that had no urban equivalent. Dad would have understood this completely. Sophia appeared at six-forty, with hair loosed. Wearing a simple white dress that the morning light moved through. No armor, no performance. Just the woman underneath everything she usually carried, stepping onto the deck with her own coffee and settling into the chair beside mine like it was the most natural thing she'd done in months. It probably was. We sat in comfortable silence for a long time. "Izzy texted," she said eventually. "I thought phones were off until seven." "It's six fifty-eight." She turned her phone toward me. The message read: 'If you com
Bound by Contract, Owned by Hate The Maldives Getaway
Chapter 33 (Sophia's POV) The private jet glided onto the Maldives runway. Turquoise water stretched endlessly on both sides of the narrow strip of land. Palm trees swayed in the warm breeze and the air smelled like salt, sunscreen and escape. For the first time in weeks, the crushing weight of New York felt a little farther away. The trip was Richard's suggestion, the the kind of strategic visibility in a private setting with photographs that told a story of a marriage settling into something real rather than maintained under pressure. It was just the performance of a honeymoon that was four weeks late. I told myself that on the plane. Izzy had packed my bags with the particular enthusiasm of someone who considered this a personal victory. "Five days," she'd said, folding the emerald swimsuit with unnecessary care. "No Claire, no board meetings and no Rachel Voss lurking outside buildings." "It's a strategic appearance," I'd said. "It's a holiday, Sophie. Your fir
Bound by Contract, Owned by Hate She Confronted her Brother
Chapter 32 (Xander's POV) Ethan Laurent wasn't difficult to find. Dax located him by early afternoon, in a hotel in Midtown, three blocks from the Voss Group building, which told me everything about who had arranged the accommodation. Victor's reach was becoming less subtle. I didn't tell Sophia immediately, not because I was withholding, I'd made that mistake once and committed to not repeating it. But because Claire was still processing the IP acceleration filing and Sophia was on three simultaneous calls managing the Laurent Luxe board's response to the archive breach. She had enough to carry for the next two hours. I could handle this first. "Don't approach him," Sophia said when I did tell her. She'd appeared in the penthouse study doorway at four, still in the charcoal suit from the morning, the day sitting visibly across her shoulders in a way she wasn't acknowledging. "I wasn't planning to approach him," I said. "You have a particular expression when you'r
Bound by Contract, Owned by Hate My Brother's Betrayal Begins
Chapter 31 (Sophia's POV) The Laurent Luxe design archive occupied the entire fourteenth floor. It contained three years of work, proprietary fabric compositions, seasonal collection blueprints, the autumn campaign assets that hadn't yet gone to print and everything that made Laurent Luxe irreplaceable rather than merely successful, locked behind a security system Claire had personally overseen after the Paris lighting rig incident. Someone had been inside it. Claire met us at the elevator looking like a woman who'd been containing herself for approximately forty minutes longer than was comfortable. "Two hours ago," she said, walking us through the corridor toward the archive entrance. "The security log showed an access card swipe at eight fifty-three, the door was open for eleven minutes." "Whose card?" I asked. Claire stopped outside the archive door. Turned to face me with the expression of someone delivering news they'd spent two hours dreading. "Ethan's," she said.
Bound by Contract, Owned by Hate I Would Burn the World for Her
Chapter 30 (Xander's POV) Monday arrived with the particular weight of things that had been building toward a point. I was at my desk by six-thirty. The boardroom was being prepared two floors below. Richard had managed every detail with his characteristic precision, water, documents, seating arranged to position Sophia and me on the same side of the table, which was both strategically sound and something I'd have wanted regardless of strategy. Victor would notice that, good. Sophia came into the study at seven wearing a charcoal power suit that made her look like someone who'd been born in boardrooms. Her dark hair pulled back, hazel eyes sharp and completely settled. She looked at the agenda Richard had prepared and made two amendments in the margin with the quiet authority of someone who'd decided this was her meeting as much as mine. It was. "Elara will sit to Victor's left," she said without looking up. "Which means she'll have direct sightlines to both of us an
Bound by Contract, Owned by Hate The Fake Date That Felt Real
Chapter 29 (Sophia's POV) The reservation was Richard's idea. A strategic public appearance at Eleven Madison Park, intimate enough to photograph well, prestigious enough to generate the right kind of coverage. Two hours of visible marital harmony directly ahead of Monday's board meeting with Victor. That was what I told myself in the car on the way there. Xander was in a dark charcoal suit that fit the way his suits always fit, like the tailor had taken the word 'commanding' as a technical specification. He was reviewing something on his phone when I came out of the bedroom and looked up with the particular attention he'd been giving me lately that I was working very hard not to read into. "You look exceptional," he said simply, without strategy. I looked down at the deep emerald dress Izzy had selected and said nothing. Which was probably its own kind of answer. Dax had the car waiting. The evening was cool and clear, Manhattan doing its best impression of a city tha
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