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bound by deception under
CHAPTER FOUR — "Under"The scent was everywhere.In the walls. In my lungs. In the space behind my eyes where rational thought used to live. I gripped the doorframe and felt the wood under my fingers and focused on that — the grain, the edge, the physical reality of it — because everything else had gone unreliable.My body was on fire.Not want. Not attraction. Something older and chemical and completely indifferent to what I thought or decided — a heat that started in my chest and moved outward through my blood like something had been poured into me and was now burning its way through every vein I owned.I was sweating through my shirt.Isa stood across the room watching me with those eyes — reading me the way she always read me, cataloguing, calculating — and then slowly, holding my gaze, she reached back and unclasped the lingerie.Let it fall.Lay back on the bed. Flat. Deliberate. Her legs spreading in an invitation that wasn't really an invitation — it was a statement. A claim.
bound by deception wrong name
CHAPTER THREE — "Wrong Name"He came home and the room was perfect.I'd made sure of it.Two hours. Every detail. The petals spread across white sheets, the lamp turned low, the perfume I knew he'd smell the moment he stepped through the door. The red lingerie that cost more than most people's rent, cut exactly the way it needed to be cut.I was ready.I was always ready.That was the problem nobody talked about — how exhausting it was to be always ready. To maintain the performance every single day inside your own marriage. To wake up and calculate and arrange and present and then lie next to a man who slept with his back to you like you were furniture.Five years.He pushed the bedroom door open and stopped.Looked at me.His face did nothing.That face. I had memorized every line of it, every tell, every micro-expression that most people missed — and I was watching for something. Anything. A flicker. A shift behind the eyes.Nothing."Isa." Flat. My name in his mouth like a fact he
bound by deception longest walk
.CHAPTER — "The Longest Walk"Derek found his spoon.Sat back up. Settled his napkin across his lap. And looked directly at my face.I smiled.God help me, I smiled — wine glass raised, shoulders loose, eyes steady — while Daemon's fingers were still buried inside me and my heartbeat was doing something violent and irregular that I was absolutely certain Derek could somehow hear."You sure you're alright?" Derek asked. "You looked pale for a second.""I'm fine." My voice came out clean. Calm. A complete lie delivered with perfect posture. "Just a headache creeping in. You know how the wine gets to me."Derek nodded. Concerned. Genuine.Don't look at him like that. Don't you dare feel that.Daemon still hadn't moved. His hand — still inside me, still full, fingers curved in a way that made my walls pulse around him every time my heart beat — was simply waiting. Patient. Unhurried. Like he had decided this was exactly where his hand belonged and he saw no reason to rush.I picked up my
bound by deception his fingers deep inside me why they watch
His hand found my thigh under the table.I didn't flinch. Didn't blink. Kept my eyes on Derek across the table, kept the polite curve on my lips, kept breathing through my nose like my whole body hadn't just caught fire from the inside out.His palm slid higher.Slow. Deliberate. Like he had all night.The wolf in him was jumping — I could feel it in the pressure of his grip, feral and barely leashed, fingers spreading wide against my skin like he was claiming territory he'd already decided was his. My pussy tingled the moment he touched me. Not a flutter. A wildfire — igniting somewhere deep, somewhere I couldn't press down or breathe away, spreading heat up through my stomach and into my throat.I reached for my wine glass.Damien's face remained motionless beside me. A predator's calm mask. Elbow on the armrest, jaw relaxed, eyes forward — like he was listening to Derek's story about the quarterly numbers, like his hand wasn't currently sliding up the inside of my thigh at a dinner
bound by deception intense jealousy
The Morning AfterI woke up needing him.Not wanting. Needing. There's a difference and my body knew it even before my brain caught up. My eyes opened to the ceiling and the memory hit immediately—no grace period, no slow fade in. Just his hands. His voice. The wall at my back and his finger curling inside me like he owned that part of me too.My nipples were already hard.I pressed the back of my hand to my mouth and stared at the ceiling and told myself to get it together.It didn't work.Because here was the thing I couldn't unknow, the thing sitting in the center of my chest like a stone I'd have to carry now: I had never orgasmed in my life. Twenty-three years. Every encounter before this, every moment I'd faked the landing and waited for it to be over. I had started to think maybe I just couldn't. Maybe that part of me was broken or missing or simply not built for it.Daemon made me come in four minutes with two fingers and his mouth on my neck.I bit down on my bottom lip hard
bound by deception his fingers deep inside me
His hands gripped my waist harder.No warning. No hesitation.He yanked me sideways—one sharp, brutal motion—and the world tilted. My shoulder hit the doorframe of the guest suite at the end of the hall. He shoved me inside. The door clicked shut behind us, sealing us in darkness so thick I could feel it pressing against my skin.Our mouths didn't stop.Not for a second.Not even when the dark swallowed us whole.His kiss was hard. Intense. Demanding everything I had and everything I hadn't decided to give yet. He kissed me like he was angry about it—like wanting me this badly was something he resented and couldn't stop anyway. His lips crashed into mine, teeth catching my bottom lip, tongue pushing past any resistance I might have pretended to have.I didn't resist.God help me, I didn't.He backed me against the wall. The cold surface hit my spine and I gasped into his mouth—but his lips followed me, not letting the sound escape, swallowing it like it belonged to him. His mouth left
bound by deception a suitor
Chapter NineIrabella's POVNobody moved for three full seconds after my mother's invitation landed.Then Daemon stepped into the living room and the whole atmosphere shifted the way it always did when he walked into a space. Like the room rearranged itself around him without being asked.He sat.M
bound by deception vanity
Chapter SixIsabella sat at her vanity.The mirror showed a woman who had everything. A powerful husband. A pack that worshipped her. A life built exactly the way she wanted it.She should be satisfied.She wasn't.Her phone was in her hand. She'd been gripping it for twenty minutes. Her knuckles w
bound by deception sleep was a joke
Sleep was a joke I'd been staring at the ceiling for three hours, counting cracks in the plaster like they meant something. Like if I found the right pattern, my brain would finally shut up.It wouldn't.My wolf had been restless since dinner. Since I'd made the decision not to go
bound by deception dengerious obsession
Isabella's POVI came down for water.That's all. Just water.The house was dark and quiet and mine. No staff hovering. No pack members watching my face for cues. No performance required. Just me and the silence at two in the morning, moving through my own home in bare feet.Except it wasn't my hom
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