บททั้งหมดของ FATED to SIN, BOUND by TIME: บทที่ 61 - บทที่ 70

Cassian’s POV“Rudolph, why are you seriously being a fucking pain right now?” I asked flatly.The moment the words left my mouth, his expression drained of color. He stiffened, like he always did whenever I stopped pretending to be the obedient boy he helped mold.Ever since I joined college, I had picked up habits I knew would irritate him. I cursed freely, I smoked openly, and I stopped pretending I cared about his disapproving looks. Not because I was reckless, but because it was the only freedom I had left.We were far from home, far from our country, locked in a place that felt like exile disguised as privilege. There were a few bodyguards around, but they listened to me more than they ever listened to him. Money spoke louder than loyalty, and I made sure they were well compensated.“Young master,” Rudolph snapped, raising his voice, “how can you say that to me after all these years? After everything I’ve done to protect you?”I let out a low laugh, humorless.“Protect me?” I re

Arielle’s POV“You are late!” Soraya said the moment I walked into the house.Her voice reached me before I even closed the door, annoyed and familiar in the way only siblings can manage. I winced slightly and slipped off my shoes, placing them neatly by the wall as if that small act could make up for my lateness.“I’m sorry,” I said, walking further in. “I came across someone. And also—did you snitch on me? Mom called me from work.”Soraya appeared at the hallway entrance, leaning against the wall with her arms crossed. She looked far too pleased with herself. A chuckle escaped her lips as she shrugged casually.“Only two weeks left until high school graduation, and you’re coming home this late,” she said. “Snitching was the best I could do.”She walked past me, heading upstairs without waiting for a response.I shook my head, smiling to myself, and followed her. As I climbed the stairs, I glanced down at my wristwatch. The ticking felt louder than usual, as if time itself wanted to

Cassian’s POV“Don’t you dare act up or get nervous on me,” Slash whispered the moment we stepped out of my car.I scoffed under my breath.The driveway was already lined—guards on both sides, maids standing stiff and perfectly spaced like decorative statues. Heads bowed the second we took a step forward.The same damn ritual.I let out a quiet chuckle.They were always there. Every single time I drove past the gate. It didn’t matter if I came back late at night or at dawn. Someone was always watching, always reporting. Either Father had people tailing me everywhere, or every vehicle I owned was bugged.Probably both.We hadn’t even reached the front steps when the door opened.I stopped walking.So did Slash.Father and Mother stepped out together.For a second, my mind went blank.This had never happened. Not once in my entire life had they come to meet me at the door. No matter how long I’d been gone. No matter what I achieved. No matter how obedient I was.Slash glanced at me, bro

Slash’s POV“Sir, the bank called to inform us that the check cleared,” one of my guards said calmly as he focused on the road ahead.For a second, I thought I had misheard him.Then I laughed.A low, disbelieving sound left my chest as I leaned back against the leather seat, tilting my head slightly. “Unbelievable,” I muttered under my breath.So it was real.All that noise. All that righteous anger. All that dramatic talk about hating men like me—and in the end, she still cashed the damn check.Shameless.Absolutely shameless.At first, I had written three hundred thousand. When she tore it up without even glancing at the amount, I almost admired her nerve. I genuinely thought she didn’t need the money or was trying to play some moral high-ground nonsense. So I added two hundred thousand more, curious to see whether pride would still win.It didn’t.She cleared the check.Five hundred thousand, just like that.I had met many women in my life, women Who smiled sweetly while calculati

Arielle’s POV My head was pounding. But I couldn’t stop writing. My fingers moved nonstop, ink scratching across the pages as if the words would disappear if I didn’t trap them fast enough. It felt unreal. But I remembered. I remembered everything. The moment Mom said she might be promoted, something inside me cracked open. Cassian’s face appeared so clearly in my mind that it stole my breath. I stood up to brush it off, but then— Memories. Flooding. Not pieces. Not fragments. Everything. The love. The promises. The fights. The illness and the pain. The way he looked at me like I was the only person in the world. I didn’t even remember falling. But when I opened my eyes on the floor downstairs… it was like someone had cleaned a fogged mirror inside my brain. Every single memory I had ever lived came back. Clear. Painfully vivid. And when I looked at Mom… and Soraya… I felt anger. Sudden raw anger.They took me away from him. They pulled me out of th