All Chapters of BOUND BY DECEPTION : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

A REAL APPEARANCEA moment later, the door creaked open and Sophia whipped her head around, breath catching. Alexander stood at the doorway with no shirt, only draped in a tiny towel. He propped himself against the frame with his arms crossed over his chest, narrow eyes scanning the halls over her with a knowing smirk.“I see you’re settling’ in,” he said, his eyes darting toward the bundle of cash in her hands.Sophia went rigid, shoving the money quickly back in her bag“I was just… organizing,” she said, feeling strangely caught, as though she had been doing something forbidden.Alexander suddenly noticed she was uncomfortable and surprised at his appearance. “I'm about to have my shower but I decided to check up on you. I don't usually appear like this.”Alexander stepped inside, closing the door behind him. His presence filled the room instantly, the air shifting with the sheer weight of his dominance. He moved leisurely, eyes never leaving her. “Tell me, Sophia… now that you’ve

The wedding.Sophia POV. On the morning of the wedding, I stood before the mirror, my fingers lightly tracing the delicate lace of my white gown. The reflection staring back at me didn’t look like the girl from yesterday—I looked stunning, almost unrecognizable.They said the dress was crafted by one of the country’s top designers, worth more than I’d ever dreamed of spending. And today, it was mine.“I wish I could be getting married to the man I genuinely love today, but the reverse is the case.” I mumbled to myself as I stared directly into the mirror. The weight of the contract marriage pressed down on me. I darted my eyes down and behind to take a total look at the dress I put on. I was stunned! It covered and fit my physical stature as if it was sewed from heaven when I am coming into the earth. I returned my gaze to the mirror, moved back and forth. My heels softly clicking the marble polished floor, making a sound that seems alluring, oozing of wealth and affluence. I chuck

Making him feel terrible. Sophia's POV.I said nothing when Alexander suddenly appeared, flanked by two of his men. His presence was commanding—sharp, deliberate—and his eyes burned with questions I had no answers for.He looked at Julian first, his gaze cold and assessing, then shifted his eyes to me. A wave of guilt surged through me. How was I supposed to feel—standing here, on my wedding day, caught in what looked like an intimate conversation with my husband’s cousin?Even though I wasn’t sure if he was aware of Julian’s feelings toward me, his reaction at the sight of us together… it unsettled me. Deeply.I forced myself to feign surprise, lips parting as if to speak, but nothing came out. My mind went completely blank. His sudden appearance swallowed the atmosphere, making it hard to breathe, let alone think.At last, I found my voice. “He… he was just… here to—”I stammered, my words trailing off into silence. I stared at him, searching his face for any sign—anger, betrayal,

Ethan's POVI marched inside, my heart racing, eyes burning with the questions I had longed to ask Sophia. It had been so long since I last saw her—so much had changed.The moment my gaze landed on her, I froze.My sister looked completely transformed. Once a struggling girl juggling all sorts of odd jobs just to survive, now she radiated elegance and quiet power.“Sophia!” I called out, my voice echoing with surprise and admiration as I peeked my head in.She turned toward me, and I took in the sight of her: the luxurious blue gown hugging her waist perfectly, her long hair cascading in glossy waves over her shoulder, her skin smooth and glowing with grace. I was stunned.A soft chuckle escaped me. I stepped fully inside, the door shutting behind me with a soft thud. My black shoes clicked sharply against the polished floor as I walked closer, each step echoing in the quiet room. Our eyes met.Her smile widened the moment she saw me—warm, inviting, and laced with joy. There was somet

The Real Side Of Him.Alexander’s POV.I paced back and forth in the living room of my penthouse, frustration building like a storm. I had just returned and found the entire place empty—no sign of Sophia. Who did she think she married?Just as I neared the staircase, I nearly collided with her earlier, but I had only stepped out briefly to visit a friend. Still, I expected her to be here when I got back.“We haven’t even spent a full week in this marriage, and she’s already misbehaving,” I growled to myself, my voice rising as if she were in the room with me. “Today is our wedding day—she should be here! At home. Spending the night with me. Cuddled in our cozy bed. Not wandering off without explanation!”My anger boiled inside me, stirring like a violent whirlwind. I couldn’t stay still. I kept pacing, heat rising in my chest. Then, without thinking, I grabbed my phone and dialed her number. After a few tense rings, she finally picked up.“What kind of nonsense are you playing with me