All Chapters of BOUND TO THE WRONG CALLAHAN: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Chapter 32Sienna's phone buzzed on the coffee table. She picked it up, already knowing it would be Noah. It always was.The text came through: "There's an auction tonight that a business partner is hosting. Nothing too crazy. Would you come with me? I'd really like to have you there. 7 PM at the Cartier house downtown. I'll pick you up at 6:30? Let me know beautiful."She read it twice. Three times. Her stomach dropped.An auction. With Noah's business associate. With Landon probably there too, watching her with those dark eyes that made her skin crawl and her heart race all at once.She didn't want to go. The thought of being surrounded by wealth and strangers and him made her feel sick.But it was Noah asking. Sweet Noah. Her who had been nothing but kind to her. Who asked instead of demanded.She texted back: "Of course I'll come. See you at 6:30."She set the phone down and went to her bedroom. Opened the closet. Stared at the dresses hanging there. Most of them were things her m

Chapter 34The car ride home felt endless. Silent. Suffocating.Sienna sat in the back seat. The necklace heavy around her throat. Each diamond catching the passing streetlights. Glittering. Mocking.Her fingers kept touching it. Pulling at it. Like she could make it lighter. Make it disappear.Noah drove. Humming softly to the radio. Happy. Oblivious.Lora sat beside Sienna. Staring straight ahead. Her jaw tight. Her hands clenched so hard her knuckles were white.She hadn't said a word since the balcony. Hadn't looked at Sienna. Just walked back to the party. Smiled when Noah asked if everything was okay. Made excuses.But Sienna could feel the anger. The shock. The betrayal.They pulled up to the Blake estate. The house dark except for a few windows.Noah got out. Opened Sienna's door. "You okay? You've been quiet.""Just tired.""Big night." He smiled. Touched the necklace. His fingers warm against her throat. "This is incredible. I still can't believe Landon did this."Neither co

Chapter 36Morning light came through the curtains. Too bright. Too harsh.Sienna hadn't slept. Not really. Just laid there all night staring at the ceiling. Watching shadows move across the walls.The rooftop kept playing in her mind. Over and over. Lora's face. The photos. Landon's threats.Her phone sat on the nightstand. Screen dark. But she could still feel it. Like it was alive. Waiting.She pulled herself out of bed. Shower. Get dressed. Make coffee. Go through the motions.Everything felt far away. Like she was watching herself from outside her body.Her mother found her in the kitchen. Took one look at her."Sienna. You look awful. Are you sick?""Just tired.""You need to take better care of yourself." Victoria frowned. "The wedding is in three months. You can't look like this in the photos."The wedding. Right. Three months away.Ninety days until she married Noah while Landon held photos that could destroy everything."I'll rest more."Her phone buzzed. She'd turned it bac

Chapter 38They slipped back into the gala through the side entrance. The one near the kitchen. Where the staff came and went.Music drifted out. Laughter. The clink of champagne glasses.Everything normal. Everything perfect.Sienna's legs felt weak. Each step harder than the last."Fix your hair." Lora's voice was quiet. Urgent. "And your dress. You look like you've been running."Because she had been. Running through hallways. Down stairs. Away from Noah finding her.Sienna smoothed down her dress. Tucked hair behind her ears. Tried to breathe normal."Better?" Her voice shook.Lora studied her face. "Your lipstick's smeared. Here."She pulled out her own lipstick. Fixed Sienna's mouth with quick strokes."There. Now smile. Look happy. Like nothing happened."Sienna tried to smile. It felt wrong on her face. Fake.But she held it anyway.They walked back into the ballroom. The lights too bright. The music too loud. Too many people.Every face turned toward her felt like accusation.

Chapter 40The message came just after eleven.**Noah: Can we talk? At the house? I'm here now.**Landon stared at the screen for a long second before replying.**Landon: Be there in twenty.**He didn't bother changing. Just grabbed his keys, left his apartment, and drove.The city was asleep, but the roads weren't silent. They hummed with that kind of lonely noise that came only after midnight. Streetlights flashed over his windshield like ghosts. Every red light felt longer than the last. Every breath tighter. He rolled the window down, letting cold air sting his face, hoping it would quiet the noise inside him.It didn't.By the time he pulled into the driveway, the house looked the same as it always had. Big. Cold. Full of shadows that remembered everything. He hesitated before unlocking the door. The kind of hesitation that comes when you already know the night won't end clean.When he walked inside, the air smelled like old wood, whiskey, and the faint trace of his father's colo