All Chapters of Bound by Blood and Betrayal : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Paige POV I sat on the edge of my bed, the clock ticking echoed in the silent and dim room. My husband's disgraceful photos were scattered on the floor.Earlier in the day when I had received the package. I was surprised because Ethan had never remembered our anniversary so I was beyond shocked when the package was placed in the door.On the front of the package nothing was there, no name,no address, just a simple looking note,a small box with a single piece of black dahlias placed on it.Although the flower wasn't my type, I still accepted thinking it was a gift from Ethan when suddenly I was struck by the sudden pain of betrayal.Inside the box were photos taken by God knows of my husband folicating with no one other than my best friend, my sister, Diana.I kept on asking myself what I had done to deserve this cruel reality that I can never find love. Never.For the past five years of my marriage I had already come to that harsh realisation but then again I never wanted to accept i

Paige POV I turned around, fuming and ready to unleash hell on whoever dared to tell me what to do, but the word cut in my throat the moment our eyes met.My eyes locked onto those icy blue eyes that stared into my soul. Tall, with broad shoulders that stretch under a perfectly tailored black coat. His thick hair slicked back with strands of hair pulled out at the front.His lips are thin and straight, contouring with those chiseled jaws. His face had no expression, just looking down at me in a scolding manner.For that moment I was trapped by the beauty in front of me, forgetting of my worries and pain. He looked like a Greek God that got bored and decided to take a stroll into a filthy dim bar.But then he had to go and open his stupid, perfect mouth.“ That's enough,” he said again, his voice deep and smooth, bringing me back to reality.I shook my head a little, the once anger I had forgotten creeping back to me. I scoffed and threw my head back with a bitter laugh. “ Oh, really?

Paige POV“ Raymond blackwood”I repeated in my head, eyes wide open, my mouth slightly open enough to show how surprised I was. I was seated in front of the very famous billionaire bachelor in San Francisco , California. The one tyrant that never misses any business deal.I was in front of the guy that many ladies even Diana had a huge crush on and drool for and he what…want me to surrogate for him.Me, Paige surrogate for the top one business tycoon in California. That sounds weird and weirder as it seems.I looked at him suspiciously, surprised and unable to speak. If a man like him could get what he wants without any stress, why does he need me to give him a child?Why not some other bimbo that could give him beautiful children and be a good wife even?“ Deal or no deal?” He asked, his left brow arched up in a questioning manner.I looked down at the contract then at him, then at the contract. Thinking, my mind now filled with thoughts and questions.If I were to sign this contra

Paige's POVThe first sensation that greeted me when I opened my eyes was softness, an unfamiliar weight of silken sheets wrapping around me as if trying to lull me back into sleep, for a moment, I forgot where I was, the ceiling above me wasn’t the cracked plaster of my old room, but painted gold, gilded with carvings that gleamed faintly in the morning light, the curtains, heavy and velvet-rich, filtered the sun into golden ribbons across the polished floor, the air smelled of roses and sandalwood, a fragrance both intoxicating and suffocating.I sat up slowly, my body feeling too small, too insignificant against the grandeur of the bed I had been placed in, my bare feet brushed against a rug so soft it almost swallowed my toes. Everything was luxurious, from the carved dresser with its mirror framed in silver vines, to the chandelier dangling from the ceiling like a cluster of frozen stars. Yet, beneath the splendor, a chill wrapped around my chest, this wasn’t freedom, this wasn’

Paige's POV The whisper still lingered in my ears when morning broke. Even in the sunlight, I could not shake the chill that had seeped into my bones. Avina… awake. The words haunted me, crawling through my thoughts like shadows refusing to leave, the file I had read was gone, locked back into its hiding place before dawn. I had forced my trembling hands to return it, forced myself to slip back to my room as if nothing had happened, but I could still see the ink on the page, bold and damning, Avina. Not Paige, Avina. I had barely managed to dress when the door opened. Raymond stepped in, his usual composure radiating through every line of his body, his silver eyes found me instantly, cool and unreadable. “There is someone here to see you,” he said, his voice calm but edged with something I could not name. “Someone?” My heart stumbled. He held my gaze for a moment longer before answering. “Your sister.” The world tilted, Diana. The name slipped into my chest like a blade. I