Lahat ng Kabanata ng Bound by the Billionaire's Claim: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

The tension in the Moretti estate was palpable the next morning, a storm brewing just beneath the surface of every interaction. Maya awoke to find Zane already gone again, leaving behind a terse note:“Meeting with Alex. Updates soon. Stay in the suite.”The walls of the suite felt suffocating, the silence amplifying her unease. But staying put wasn’t an option anymore. She couldn’t ignore the gnawing fear that her father’s safety was precarious, or that Donovan was closing in on all sides.Determined to gather her own answers, Maya dressed quickly and made her way to the security wing.The security wing was quiet when Maya arrived, the hum of monitors filling the air. Alex was nowhere to be found, likely with Zane, but Maya knew her way around well enough by now.She bypassed the main surveillance room and entered the archives, a smaller, dimly lit room where old files and recordings were stored. If Donovan’s reach extended deeper into the estate, there might be something here to con

The Moretti estate had never felt more dangerous. Every shadow seemed to carry a threat, every whispered conversation a plot waiting to unravel. Maya sat in the nursery, her hands resting on her rounded stomach as she tried to calm the storm of emotions inside her.She had promised Zane she wouldn’t take unnecessary risks, but the maid’s death weighed heavily on her. The girl had been trying to warn her, and now her silence was another mark on Donovan’s ever-growing list of crimes.But Maya was done playing the victim.Down in the study, Zane stood with Alex and a few of his most trusted men. The room buzzed with tension as they reviewed the latest intelligence gathered from Luca and other sources.“The ambush on the transfer was just the beginning,” Alex said, pointing to a map of the city marked with red pins. “Donovan is tightening his grip. He’s positioning himself for a major strike—possibly here, at the estate.”Zane’s silver eyes darkened. “He won’t get that chance. I want surv

The following day dawned with a strange stillness, as though the Moretti estate was holding its breath. Maya spent the morning pacing the suite, trying to distract herself with small tasks, but her thoughts kept drifting back to the previous day.Luca’s words about Cocona. Helena’s veiled threats.The cracks in the Moretti family were widening, and Maya could feel the weight of every fracture pressing down on her.By midmorning, she decided she couldn’t stay idle any longer. She needed to take control of something—anything.Helena’s Subtle StrikeMaya found herself in the sunroom, a quiet corner of the estate where she could think. She didn’t expect Helena to join her, but when the older woman entered, she braced herself.“Maya,” Helena said, her tone light but her eyes sharp. “I’ve been thinking about our conversation yesterday. It’s clear to me that you’re… determined to find your place in this family.”“I am,” Maya replied evenly.Helena sat gracefully on a nearby chair, folding he

Maya woke to a strange quiet. The estate always felt imposing, but today the stillness unnerved her. She slipped out of bed, careful not to wake Zane, and padded across the room. Pulling aside the heavy curtain, she glanced out at the estate grounds. The guards were in their usual places, the lush garden bathed in early morning light, but something felt off.Her thoughts lingered on the tangled web of manipulation that surrounded her. Helena’s calculated words, Luca’s insinuations—both were designed to make her question everything. And while she’d held her ground, doubt was an insidious enemy.She glanced back at Zane, still lost in sleep, his usually tense features softened. For all his strength, he carried the weight of their world on his shoulders. It was time she eased some of that burden.Helena’s Quiet ThreatsAt breakfast, Helena sat in her usual seat, her presence a cold, commanding force. Maya hesitated as she entered the room, but with a deep breath, she took her place at th

The tension in the Moretti estate had settled into a suffocating rhythm. Every day felt like a new battle, a subtle war of whispers, manipulation, and carefully chosen words. But Maya had made a decision: she wouldn’t sit idly by anymore.If Helena and Luca wanted a game, she would play to win.The dining room was alive with quiet clicking as Helena, Zane, and Maya sat around the large table. Zane’s attention was buried in a document, his silver eyes scanning the pages as he ate mechanically.Helena, on the other hand, was all too aware of Maya’s presence. Her piercing gaze swept over Maya like a hawk.“You’ve been quiet this morning, Maya,” Helena said, her voice smooth.Maya looked up, her face calm. “Just thinking.”Helena smiled faintly, her fork hovering above her plate. “About?”Maya met her gaze evenly. “How to be an asset to this family.”The words hung in the air, drawing Zane’s attention. He set the document aside, his brow furrowing as he looked between them.Helena’s smile