All Chapters of BOUND TO THE WRONG CALLAHAN: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Chapter 12 Dinner had been torture. Three long hours of smiling until her face hurt. Three hours of polite words that tasted like ash. Three hours of Noah’s hand resting on her thigh under the table, warm and steady, while Landon sat across from them in silence. He barely looked at her. Which somehow hurt more than if he had. The table was filled with expensive food and good wine. The kind of dinner people bragged about later. Laughter. Stories. Memories from childhood. Everything looked perfect from the outside. Inside, Sienna was unraveling. Every time she lifted her glass, she felt Landon’s eyes on her. Not openly. Not obviously. But she felt it. Like a pressure on her skin. Like a warning she could not escape. When Noah squeezed her thigh gently, she flinched. He did not notice. By the time dinner ended, her chest felt tight. Like she had been holding her breath for hours. Now they were back in the master bedroom. Noah hummed softly as he unbuttoned his shirt, calm and

Chapter 14 The phone rang at seven in the morning. Sienna woke to the sound of Noah’s voice drifting down the hallway. Low. Gentle. Serious. He was already awake, already dressed, already slipping back into the world that made sense to him. Business. Responsibility. Order. She stayed in bed, staring at the ceiling while he spoke about contracts and delays and meetings that could not wait. His voice carried worry she rarely heard. It made her chest tighten. When she finally got up, she found him in the kitchen. His suitcase stood by the door like a warning. Like an ending. “I’m so sorry,” Noah said the moment he saw her. He crossed the room and pulled her into his arms. “I have to leave. There’s a situation at the company. I tried to delay it, but I can’t.” Relief hit her first. It came fast and sharp, and she hated herself for it. Then guilt followed, heavy and choking. “How long?” she asked. “A few days. Maybe a week.” He rested his forehead against hers. “I hate leaving yo

Chapter 16The quiet hurt worse than screaming.Sienna stared at the ceiling. The storm outside died but inside her everything still raged. Still tearing her apart.Her skin burned where he touched her ear. Where he whispered those words. *You'll be in my bed before Noah even unpacks.*She pressed her hands to her face. Tried to push it away. But it stuck. Like poison in her blood.She couldn't stay here. Couldn't lay in this bed wanting things she shouldn't want. Thinking about his hands. His mouth. What it would feel like to let him ruin her completely.She needed water. Needed to move. Needed something that wasn't his voice in her head.The stairs creaked in the dark. Everything felt different at night. More dangerous. Like the rules didn't apply.She was filling a glass when she saw him.Landon. Sitting at the table like he'd been waiting. Bottle of whiskey in front of him. No shirt because he knew what it did to her. Moonlight cut across his chest. Made everything look silver and

Chapter 18Car tires crunched on gravel outside.Sienna's heart stopped. Then started beating so fast she thought it might explode.Noah was back.She sat on the couch pretending to read but the words made no sense. Nothing made sense anymore. Not since last night. Not since she let Landon touch her.The front door opened. Happy footsteps. Light and eager."Sienna? I'm home!"His voice sounded so normal. So trusting. Like he had no idea his fiancée gave herself to his brother.She forced herself to stand. To walk to the hallway. To paste a smile on her face that felt like broken glass.Noah stood there with his suitcase and flowers. Yellow roses. Her favorite. He remembered even while he was away working."Hey beautiful." He dropped his bag and pulled her into his arms. Kissed her cheek soft and sweet. "God I missed you."She hugged him back. Tried to feel something. Anything. But all she felt was hollow. Wrong."I missed you too." The lie tasted bitter.He pulled back to look at her.

Chapter 20Sienna woke up with Carmen's sounds still echoing in her head.The way she moaned his name. The way Landon groaned in response. The way they moved together on the same counter where he'd had her just days ago.Stop. Stop thinking about it.Early morning light filtered through the curtains. Noah slept beside her, breathing deep and even. Peaceful. Trusting.Everything she wasn't.But something had shifted overnight. The tears had dried up. The breaking had stopped. In their place was something harder. Sharper. Maybe this was who she'd become. The kind of woman who could split herself in two. One half playing the perfect fiancée. The other half burning for a man who'd never be hers.If Landon wanted to play games, fine. She could play too.She went to the bathroom and stared at herself in the mirror. Red eyes. Messy hair. She looked broken.No more.She washed her face. Fixed her hair. Put on makeup carefully. Just enough to hide the damage.By the time she went downstairs, s