All Chapters of Bound by Revenge, Saved by Love: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

AdaI wake up to a loud bang and my eyes fly open before I quickly screw them shut to shield them from the glare of the sun. It’s morning. I slept through the night. Well, not necessarily through the night. I think I fell asleep at around three in the morning, maybe four. I’m only guessing here. I can’t be sure. My eyes feel gritty and swollen from all the crying I did yesterday. They’re also burning from the lack of sleep. “Sorry,” Damson says. He’s standing near the door, holding a white plastic bag filled with all kinds of things. Groceries. “I didn’t mean to wake you. The stupid door wouldn’t open. It was stuck or something.”I keep my lips sealed. Does this psychopath really expect me to join in on the conversation casually like nothing happened? Like he didn’t kidnap me and tie me to a bed?I’m scared. Genuinely, I’m scared. I watch as Damson sets the plastic bag on the edge of the bed. Then, he looks up at me and flashes me a small smile. The longer I watch him, the more I

Maximilian Worry is tugging at my heart and I’m relieved when we land and I have a chance to go to her place and find out exactly what’s going on. Ada hasn’t been answering my calls at all. For two days, I’ve been wondering what on earth is going on with no way of attaining answers. This has never happened before. She’s always answered my texts and calls. It doesn’t cross my mind that she’s mad at me, though. I have this feeling like something is wrong. Maybe she’s sick and I think it’s been this way since the day I left because she never called me back or answered my text and I found that strange. Dammit, I should’ve come sooner. I could’ve abandoned the meeting to come check on her. The problem is that I kept waiting for her to get to me at her own pace. Now I’m worried. I don’t even stop at my place; I head straight to her mother’s house, deciding that I can’t wait another minute longer to see her and find out what’s been keeping her from answering my calls. The drive there

AdaSure enough, Damson shows up once the sky darkens, and he’s in a bad mood. I watch as he moves around the room, doing this and that. I’m not paying attention to any of it. My period is late—by a few days, yes, but it’s still concerning because this never happens. And now, I’m imagining the worst. In another situation, I wouldn’t think this way, but now that I’m locked up and my future is no uncertain, I’m horrified by all the possibilities and all the things Damson could do to hurt me. I can’t be pregnant. Max told me about the vasectomy, which is why we never once used protection and I don’t take contraceptives. Naturally, if I were pregnant, it would be a rare case—but he had his procedure done when he was eighteen. That was a long time ago. Screwing my eyes shut, I force myself to stop. I’m being highly anxious—my period’s probably late because of the high stress I’m being put through. I shouldn’t be ridiculous. When I reopen my eyes, Damson is staring directly at me. “

MaximilianIt takes getting home and seeing all the mourning faces for my reality to kick in. Rebecca only called the people closest to us. I spot Mrs. Danes in the corner, talking to an old acquaintance of my father’s, and when she turns her head to meet my gaze, she excuses herself and hurries to my side. “Max,” she says, moving to my side. “Rebecca told me what happened. Was she found? Is she alright?”“We haven’t found a thing,” I reply before sighing and pinching the bridge of my nose. “There’s no trace of her. I don’t even know if Grayson is being serious or if he’s gone mad.”Mrs. Danes keeps on looking at me as I try to compose myself. Speaking to these people is something I have to do—regardless of how I felt about my father. Nobody else knows that shameful story and I want to keep it that way. This is it. One last thing I’ll give my lying, cheating father. “I’ll head upstairs to change and be back shortly. Then we can talk about this.”It takes about four hours before pe

AdaDamson’s face is a mask of rage as he storms into the bathroom. “What!? What the hell are you talking about!?”I show no fear as I look up at his face. I convince myself that he doesn’t scare me and I won’t falter. No. This time, I’m going to be as brave as I can be. I have to try to survive. If not for me, then for the baby. “It’s true. My period is late. I’m pregnant, Damson. Do you understand me?”He runs his fingers through his hair in frustration while exhaling sharply. For a moment, he doesn’t even look like he’s looking at me and u truly see his crazy side. This man has lost it completely and all I feel is bad for him. But I won’t play along with his delusions anymore. No, I have to try harder. He could kill me regardless. Look at what happened today!“No, you’ve made a mistake. It’s…you don’t know that for sure.” When he meets my gaze I see pure rage in his eyes. “You’re lying to me in hopes to turn the situation around!” “I wish I was lying,” I grit out. “I wish I wa