บททั้งหมดของ Bound by the Billionaire's Relentless Desire.: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

She left his office and headed home, disappointment weighing heavily on her.Sherry Hart woke up to the muted gray of dawn filtering through her bedroom window. The weight of yesterday still pressed heavily on her chest.Her meeting with Enzo Blackwood played on a relentless loop in her mind his cold gaze, the audacious curve of his lips as he delivered his dismissive desire.Sherry groaned softly, pressing a hand to her forehead.She had stood firm, refusing to cower under his arrogance, but that didn’t change the harsh reality: Margo Fashion House was days away from collapse.Suppliers threatened to cut ties, employees whispered anxiously about layoffs, and the media was already sniffing around for a juicy business failure story.Margo Hart's eyes narrowed rapidly as she gazed at daughter Sherry's tense face above a steaming plate. Softly clinking delicate cups filled the silence between them.“You look like you barely slept,” Margo said gently, pouring another cup of tea.“I didn’t

Chapter 4: Bound by a dangerous game.1834 wordsShe expected hostility. What she didn’t expect was the feeling of being watched.It started with small whispers stopping when she entered a room, lingering gazes that felt too calculating.Then, as she walked through the lobby, a note slipped from her bag.Frowning, she picked it up. The handwriting was sharp, almost angry.“You don’t belong here. Walk away before it’s too late.”Sherry’s breath hitched.Her head snapped up, eyes scanning the room. But whoever left the note had already disappeared.Enzo barely looked up from his desk when Sherry entered his office.“You’re late,” he said coolly.Sherry’s grip tightened around the note. “I…”She hesitated. Should she tell him?His sharp gaze lifted. “Something wrong?”Sherry forced her voice to stay steady. “Nothing. Just… adjusting.”Enzo studied her for a moment, then leaned back. “You’d better adjust fast, Miss Hart. Tokyo isn’t a playground.”Sherry nodded, slipping the note into her

Sherry exhaled slowly, shutting the door behind her, exhaustion weighing heavily on her shoulders amidst dark silence.The weight of the day's events lingered heavily beneath her like a physical force bearing down relentlessly through endless meetings and negotiations.Tokyo's frenetic vibe utterly engulfed her senses constantly, and now, alone in opulent hotel surroundings, she felt liberated somehow.She swiftly shed the daily constraints of her stiff business suit heels that pinched her feet and slipped into a soft silk nightgown.Silky fabric slid smoothly over her skin like liquid, a gentle contrast beneath her taut muscles. She sank slowly into the plush mattress with a deep, sorrowful sigh.City lights outside her window flickered rapidly like restless stars, painting the room in a soft golden glow.Her mind refused quiet somehow despite a ridiculously comfy bed and a weirdly serene atmosphere surrounding her. Events of that day left her pretty much always on high alert somehow

Enzo and Sherry took their final bows amidst thunderous applause that slowly sank into their very bones. That presentation was downright electrifying, somehow perfectly balancing force with impeccable, skillful execution.Every moment was meticulously planned with perfection, and the chemistry between them seemed utterly undeniable. Enzo's charisma merged seamlessly with Sherry's intellect underneath dimly lit chandeliers, their combined energy suddenly lighting up the room.They made their mark somehow and knew that already. Judges filed out silently beneath dim lights; their faces were pensive, but doubt was non-existent; they had impressed everyone somehow.Sherry's heart still racing wildly in her chest Her nerves buzzed intensely from the adrenaline of that presentation. She faced Enzo standing beside her, his jaw clenched as usual, dark eyes scanning space with the intense fervour he normally embodied.“We did it,” Sherry whispered, barely able to contain her excitement.Sherry w

Sherry sat silently beneath the crushing weight of Enzo's words that felt like a suffocating vice bearing down on her slowly. Sterile quiet envelops this hospital room, suddenly feeling stifling beneath oppressive, unspoken tension that clings stubbornly to every surface. Darkness somehow envelops her rapidly, and thick, heavy air clings stubbornly to her lungs. She grasped the tightly woven sheets beneath her, needing something solid beneath her fingertips. "I can't believe this," she murmured, half to herself. "I wake up from an accident, and suddenly, I'm engaged?" Enzo stood there, leaning against the door frame, his jaw set in that familiar, firm line. His presence felt suffocatingly intense, like a storm rolling in around him. "You're not just engaged, Sherry," he said smoothly, his voice laced with dark amusement. "You're engaged to me." She glared at him, her heart racing in her chest, though not entirely out of anger. "Oh, how lucky I must be," she replied sarcastica