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Chapter 29: The Damage Control
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Bound to My Sister's Billionaire Crush Chapter 82: The Layover
- DESMONDKayden was already at the back of the private lounge, a newspaper spread across his lap and an unlit cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth. The airport terminal outside the glass wall was a blur of early morning travelers, but back here, the air was dead quiet.When he saw me walk in with Nigel, he tossed the paper onto the glass table and stood up. For a guy pushing sixty, he moved like a threat. He caught me in a heavy, rough hug, barking a laugh into my shoulder before slapping my back hard enough to rattle my teeth."Look at you, kid," Kayden said, stepping back to eye my coat. "Still dressing like you’re attending a boardroom execution. Sit down. The bird’s fueling up.""Good to see you, Kayden," I said, taking the leather armchair across from him. Nigel dropped his briefcase by the door and stayed standing, his eyes on the terminal corridor."So, Geneva," Kayden said, leaning forward and resting his thick forearms on his knees. "The city of watches and blood
Bound to My Sister's Billionaire Crush Chapter 81: Cold Ground
- SIERRAThe tires of the SUV crunched against the gravel as we pulled up to the curb. We’d landed at a private terminal less than an hour ago, and already the crisp, biting air of Geneva was digging through my layers.The driver, a thick-necked guy who hadn’t said a single word since loading my duffel, killed the engine. Through the tinted window, the Rue du Rhône stretched out in front of us. The Rhône River stretched quietly beneath the pale morning sun, shining beautifully even though the cold still bit through the air.The whole city looked too clean, too orderly. It felt like a place completely devoid of dirty secrets. Which, given why I was here, was the best kind of lie."We’re early," Michael said from the front seat. He didn't turn around, his eyes still scanning the storefronts outside.I leaned back against the leather, pulling my camel-colored coat tighter around my ribs. I had a black turtleneck on underneath, simple trousers, and my hair was shoved into a dark beret. Wi
Bound to My Sister's Billionaire Crush Chapter 80: Old Favors
- DESMONDI leaned back, the leather of my chair sticking to my shirt. "You could say that, Kayden. How’s the retirement treating you?"A low, dry chuckle came through the line, followed by the distinct sound of a lighter flicking open. "Retirement is for dead men, kid. I’m just keeping a lower profile. Now, what’s burning down your sandbox?"Kayden Elliott. If the city had an underbelly, he was the guy who drew the map. To the rest of the world, he was just a retired tech consultant with a quiet estate outside the city limits. To me, he was the guy who had pulled my ass out of a fire more times than I cared to count since my father died. He was the closest thing I had to a guardian, even if his advice usually involved a lecture on digital tracking or proper disposal."I need eyes, Kayden. The kind you don't buy from a private security firm," I said, rubbing the bridge of my nose."You’ve got the best tech team on the East Coast sitting in your basement, Desmond. What did you do, cras
Bound to My Sister's Billionaire Crush Chapter 79: Growing Up Together
- DesmondI tossed the leather-bound folder onto the desk with a heavy thud. I’d gone through every page twice. The International Partnership Agreement was perfect. The margins were clean, the legal jargon was tightened to a professional shine, and the profit projections weren't just optimistic, they were realistic.It had Sierra’s fingerprints all over it. Not literal ones, but the phrasing, the way the clauses were structured to protect both sides while leaving a backdoor for growth. It was her style."They used her," I muttered, leaning back until my chair let out a sharp metallic protest. "Even after everything, she still fixed their mess."Nigel was by the bar cart, pouring two fingers of bourbon. He didn't look back. "The Wellingtons have always been good at delegating their survival to her. It’s a habit they haven't broken."He walked over and set the glass on my coaster. I didn't touch it. I was staring at a specific sub-clause on page twelve. Sierra had probably pulled an al
Bound to My Sister's Billionaire Crush Chapter 78: The Long Flight
- SIERRAI reached my mother's room and went straight to the closet. I grabbed a black leather duffel bag and started to pack. A few changes of clothes, a toiletry kit, and a small, powerful flashlight. As I was zipping up the bag, my eyes caught sight of a small, leather-bound journal on the nightstand. It must have been my mother's. I picked it up, running my hand over the soft leather. I hesitated for a second, then slipped it into my bag. It felt like a piece of her, a connection to the woman I never knew.I shoved the last of the silk shirts into the duffel, the metal teeth of the zipper biting into the fabric as I yanked it shut. My heart was doing a frantic double-tap against my ribs.Shit!I glanced at the digital clock on the mahogany nightstand. 8:36. I’d promised Aleena I’d call at eight sharp to prove I hadn’t been sold for parts or locked in a dungeon. I fumbled for my phone, nearly dropping it on the thick rug.She picked up before the first ring even finished."You’re
Bound to My Sister's Billionaire Crush Chapter 77: A Different Kind of War
- SIERRAI woke to a sliver of light cutting across the room through the French doors. For a second, I forgot where I was. The adrenaline from last night hadn't faded. It had just crystallized into a hard, sharp focus. I was in my mother's room, in my grandfather's house, and my life was a house of cards built on a foundation of lies.I pushed myself out of bed, my bare feet sinking into the plush carpet. I walked over to the vanity and stared at the woman in the mirror. Same dark hair, same determined eyes. Same face as the woman in the photos. My mother. She looked so happy, so full of life. It was hard to believe she was the same woman who had abandoned me.A soft knock on the door made me jump. "Miss Sierra? Are you awake?" Isaac’s voice was muffled.I quickly opened the door to see him standing there, holding a silver tray with a coffee pot and a single, perfect daisy in a small vase."Breakfast is being served on the terrace," he said steadily and calmly like a mountain lake. "
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