All Chapters of FATED to SIN, BOUND by TIME: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

90 Chapters

81: An Unwanted Guest

Cassian’s POV “You look very distracted. Are you okay?” Slash asked, his tone softer than usual as he leaned back in his chair across from me. I sighed and straightened in my seat, rolling my shoulders as if that alone could shake off the weight sitting on my chest. “Have you ever felt like everything going on in your life… isn’t how it’s supposed to be?” I asked, my voice low, almost careless. He smirked immediately, as if I had just handed him a joke. “Absolutely,” he said, nodding. “Because I know for a fact I wasn’t meant to inherit shit from my parents. If they had a second child, that life would be his, and I’d be somewhere traveling the world, drinking expensive liquor and flirting with danger.” I gave him a murderous glare. “What?” he asked, raising a brow. “That’s not what I mean,” I muttered. What he felt was completely different. He felt trapped in a life he didn’t want. I… I felt like I was in the wrong one entirely.Like something was missing. Like

82: The Third Wheel

Slash’s POV I still couldn’t believe this bastard had dragged me along. A whole dinner. A whole damn *date*. And not just any date—one with a high-class heiress whose name alone could move markets. I had no say in it. Absolutely none. The moment we stepped into the restaurant, I already knew who owned the place. The place screamed money, from the lighting to the quiet music, even the way the staff moved like they were trained to breathe in elegance. And then there was her. Tricia. She stood up the moment she saw us, surprise flickering across her face when her eyes landed on me. But just as quickly, it vanished, replaced by a perfect smile. Exactly what you would expect from someone of her status. “Cassian,” she greeted warmly before shifting her gaze to me. “And… Mr. Johnson. I’m glad you could make it.” Like I was *invited*. I forced a polite smile. “The pleasure is mine.” It wasn’t! Not even a little.We took our seats, and from that moment on, I knew

83: A Risk Worth Taking

Soraya’s POV I dragged my suitcase onto the bed and unzipped it, a smile slowly spreading across my face as I began pulling clothes from my wardrobe. I didn’t even know why I was smiling this much. Maybe it was excitement. Maybe it was hope. Or maybe… it was just the feeling that something... anything... was finally going to change. Because for once, life wasn’t just about surviving. It felt like an opportunity. A real one. Still… I paused, holding a dress in my hands. “What if it’s a scam?” I muttered under my breath. Angelina and I weren’t exactly best friends. Back in high school, I had friends. Real ones. People I laughed with, studied with, and even shared secrets with. Angelina… She was just there. She was loud, pretty, and very friendly. She was also always surrounded by attention. And always using people when it suited her. Even after graduation, we barely spoke unless she needed something.So when she called me out of nowhere asking if I wa

84: Forced to dress and go

Cassian’s POV I didn’t even realize how late it had gotten until the door to my office swung open without a knock. Only one person did that. “Tell me you didn’t forget.” I didn’t even look up from the file in my hand. “Get out.” Slash chuckled as he walked in. “No, seriously,” he said, stopping in front of my desk. “Don’t tell me you forgot about the wine party.” I sighed and dropped the file on the desk before finally looking at him. The damn bastard looked like he was already ready to attend a damn fashion show. He had on a fitted black suit tailored perfectly to his body, with a crisp white shirt underneath. The top two buttons were undone, like he was trying too hard to look effortless. His hair was styled neatly, slightly pushed back, and his shoes were polished enough to reflect my irritated face. “You look ridiculous,” I muttered. “And you look like a man who is about to ruin a very important connection,” he shot back. “I’m not going.” He blinked.“W

85:A World That Isn't Ours

Arielle’s POVI stood quietly, watching Soraya as she spoke to Angelina in a low tone.The moment we arrived, the sky had already dimmed into evening, and the place was glowing with soft golden lights that made everything look… beautiful and different.Angelina had been waiting for us at the entrance.She greeted Soraya like they were close, as if they had known each other for years instead of barely speaking.And when her eyes landed on me,I felt it.The shift that was followed by a silent judgment.Her eyes said it all. She was silently questioning who the hell I was and why I was there.“And she is…?” she asked with a polite smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes.“My little sister, Arielle. She’ll be helping us around.”The moment Soraya said that, Angelina’s expression changed.It was quick, almost too quick to notice if I wasn't paying attention.But I saw it.The warmth disappeared, and her smile faltered.And before I could even react, she grabbed Soraya’s hand and pulled her

86: When Worlds Collide

Cassian’s POV “Cut that out,” Slash muttered under his breath, his lips curved into a charming smile as his eyes scanned the room like he owned it.“What is your problem now?” I asked quietly, not even bothering to look at him fully.“Your face,” he replied instantly. “You look like you’re attending a funeral, not a party.”I scoffed softly.Before I could respond, he waved toward Tricia the moment she glanced our way.She stood surrounded by a group of elegantly dressed women, laughing softly; her posture was perfect, and her smile controlled. They looked like they were hanging onto her every word.“Well then, excuse me, ice king,” Slash added and walked off before I could stop him.Of course.I was left standing alone again.My hands slipped into my pockets as I looked around. Conversations filled the room: soft laughter, the clinking of glasses—but none of it reached me.What I hated most was the attention.Eyes were on me, watching and judging.Yet no one dared to approach.Path

87: A Dangerous Bargain

Arielle’s POV I walked beside Soraya in silence, still holding the tray in my hands, even though it felt useless now.The moment we entered the dressing room, she let out a frustrated breath and ran her fingers through her hair.“That jerk! I can't believe he followed us here!” she snapped loudly.I stopped walking.“What?” I turned to face her, my brows furrowing. “You think he followed you here?”She glared at me, clearly not expecting that response.“Can't you tell he belongs in a place like that?” I continued, my tone sharpening. “Everyone in that room was like him. If anything, we are the ones who look like we’re stalking him right now.”Her eyes widened in disbelief.“What did you just say, Arielle?” she asked, her voice rising.“For goodness' sake, Soraya, do you even realize the kind of mess we’re in?” I snapped, my voice louder than I intended.She froze.“Arielle…” she whispered, clearly shaken.I exhaled sharply and walked past her, placing the tray down on the dressing t

88: Cracks Behind Perfection

Slash’s POV I was so fucking pissed.I tilted the glass and swallowed another mouthful of wine before grimacing.“This whole shitty party is a damn joke,” I muttered under my breath.“Sir, should I pour you some more?”I turned slowly and looked at the waiter standing behind me.The poor guy instantly stiffened under my stare.“Get the hell away from me,” I said coldly.His eyes widened for a second before he quickly nodded and walked off.I leaned against the balcony railing with a scoff.Everything had been fine before that damn waitress showed up.Actually, more than fine.For once, I had genuinely been enjoying myself.Tricia was beautiful, charming, and unlike most rich girls, she actually knew how to hold a conversation without sounding brain dead. Sitting beside her earlier had felt comfortable.Then that crazy woman came out of nowhere and ruined everything.Not only had wine been spilled all over me in front of important guests, But she insulted me openly, as if I were some

89: Preparation

Arielle's POVThe moment Soraya parked the car in the driveway, she stepped out without waiting for me and walked straight into the house.I watched her quietly for a second before grabbing my bag and following behind.The ride home had been silent.The kind that made me understand she was still upset over everything that had happened at the party.The guards mocking us, Angelina's insults, and being threatened with a lawsuit.And probably the embarrassment of losing control in front of everyone.When we stepped into the house, the lights in the living room were off.“Mom isn't home yet?” I asked softly.Soraya shook her head while taking off her heels.“She probably got held up at work,” she answered tiredly.I nodded slowly.“Goodnight,” she muttered before walking upstairs.“Raya…”She paused halfway.I opened my mouth wanting to say something comforting, but nothing came out.“Rest, okay?” I said instead.She gave a small nod and then disappeared down the hallway.I sighed softly

90: Morning After the Wine Party

Cassian's POVA loud groan left my mouth as I forced my eyes open.“What the hell…?”I shut my eyes again immediately when the sunlight hit my face. My head felt heavy, and my throat was dry.For a second, I wondered where I even was until I noticed the familiar ceiling of my penthouse bedroom.I slowly sat up while holding my forehead.“Damn it, Slash,” I muttered.The last thing I remembered clearly was the two of us drinking straight from the whiskey bottles while talking nonsense. After that, everything was blurry.I looked around the room, then frowned when I noticed I was still half-dressed.My suit jacket was hanging on the chair, while my tie was somewhere on the floor, together with my shoes.“How classy,” I mocked myself.I reached for my phone on the bedside table and widened my eyes slightly when I saw multiple missed calls from Rudolph and a few messages from Slash, as well as a strange number.The strange number had sent an address, which I ignored, and looked at Slash's

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