All Chapters of BOUND TO THE WRONG CALLAHAN: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter 2*Last summer*The beach house in the Miami was supposed to be Sienna's escape. Two weeks away from the city, from the constant pressure, from the endless talks about her future. Her mother thought she needed time to "find herself" before the family started making serious marriage plans.If only she knew how right she was.The house sat on a cliff overlooking the ocean, all glass and white stone. Beautiful in the cold way that expensive things were beautiful. But tonight, she didn't want beautiful. She wanted real.That was how she ended up at the bonfire on the public beach.She could see it from her bedroom window. The orange glow against the dark sky, the shapes of people dancing around the flames. People her age who were just living.She slipped out after midnight, trading silk pajamas for jeans and a t-shirt. If the security guard her father insisted on woke and found her gone, her parents would know by dawn. But she was too restless to care.The sand was cool beneath he

Chapter 4The next morning came too soon.Sienna woke to sunlight and eight carats of diamond on her finger. It caught the light and threw rainbows across her ceiling. Beautiful. Cold. Heavy.Her phone buzzed. Noah.*Good morning, beautiful. Can't wait to see you today.*She stared at the text until the words blurred. Last night. When she said yes to a ring that felt like a chain. When she watched the man she loved walk away without looking back.*Can't wait to see you too.*The lie came easier now.Noah picked her up at noon in his black Mercedes. Hair styled perfect. Suit tailored. Smile bright and genuine and full of love she couldn't return."You look tired," he said, kissing her cheek. "Did you sleep okay?""Fine. Just a long night.""But worth it, right?" He lifted her hand to admire the ring. "Mother was right about the cut."Of course Eleanor picked it out."It's beautiful," she said.He drove them to Central Park and found a quiet spot. They sat while joggers ran past and cou

Chapter 6After the disaster at dinner, Eleanor insisted that Sienna stay the night."It's so late, dear," she said, wringing her hands. "And after all that unpleasantness with Landon. I'd feel terrible sending you home alone."Noah agreed immediately. "Of course you should stay. You can sleep in my room. We're engaged anyway."His arm slid around her waist, possessive. Claiming.Sienna wanted to say no. Wanted to go home to her own bed where she could fall apart in private. But causing more tension after the dinner fight seemed cruel."That's very kind," she said instead.Noah's bedroom was on the third floor. Huge and masculine with dark wood furniture and navy blue everything. It smelled like his expensive cologne and something else. Something that was purely him but felt foreign to her."There are extra things in the bathroom if you need them," Noah said, already loosening his tie. "And I have some shirts you can sleep in."She nodded and disappeared into his bathroom. Changed int

Chapter 8The restaurant was everything Noah loved. Expensive. Elegant. The kind of place where powerful people made important decisions over thousand dollar bottles of wine.Sienna sat across from him at their corner table, watching him study the menu with the same focus he brought to business deals. Her engagement ring caught the candlelight."The lobster looks incredible," Noah said. "Or maybe the wagyu. What do you think?""Whatever you want," she said automatically.He glanced up with a smile. "You're being very agreeable tonight. I like it."Agreeable. Like that was her job. To be easy. A decoration that never caused problems."So I was thinking," Noah said, reaching for her hand. "Maybe we should move up the wedding date. Why wait until spring? We could do it in December. Christmas wedding."Christmas. Three months away."That's soon," she managed."Too soon? I just thought, why wait when we know what we want?"Do we? she wanted to ask. Do you know what you want? Because I have

Chapter 10The ocean breeze hit her face like freedom.Sienna stepped onto the balcony, escaping the master bedroom where Noah was unpacking their clothes with the same methodical care he brought to everything. After hours in the car, after the tension and careful conversations, she could finally breathe.The sun was setting, painting the sky orange and pink. The infinity pool sparkled below.And there he was.Landon stood by the water, shirtless, a cigarette between his lips. His skin was golden in the dying light. The tattoos on his arms seemed to move in the shadows. He had his phone pressed to his ear, talking to someone in a voice too low for her to hear.Then he laughed.Sharp. Cold. Nothing like the warm laughter from that night on the beach.Their eyes met across the distance.For a moment, neither of them moved. The cigarette smoke drifted between them like a ghost.His gaze was ice. Mocking. Like she was some pathetic creature he found amusing.Then he turned away. As if she