All Chapters of Bound By The Desk : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Vorian’s POVI storm into X-7, the meeting room where the emergency meeting will be holding, my blood is really boiling at a hundred degrees Celsius.I did not sit immediately as I entered, I begin to pace the round the room like a trapped wolf as the executives and board members sit around the polished table, their faces tense.“Why not sit, Mr. Vorian?” Claire asks, evading my eyes.I ignored her because she is also a part of my anger and headache. How a project team lead was careless with a project is one thing out of many which I might never understand, and no matter how hard she works to get this solved, she is still on my suspect list till when this is settled.HoltTech Innovations stole my AI, my NexusVibe’s core; and they were so lazy, they did not even change the name, releasing it as NexusVibe AI. They should get the award of the most stupid company to ever exist.Finally, I sit when Silas and Zephyr entered or maybe I sit because of Zephyr.I looked at everyone and then I s

Zephyr’s POV“Are you my new uncle?” Lila asks, her big eyes locked on me, crayon paused mid scribble.I freeze, my eyes opening wide, my heart slamming like I have been caught stealing. Vorian’s face goes red, his mouth open, no words coming out. We are both speechless.I am standing by his desk, hands still shaky from our kiss, my lips tingling, and I am praying the floor swallows me whole after hearing Lila’s question.I do not even know why I want to hide from the little girl. She is innocent. But…Kids these days just say things as they see it. No filter and I have a hunch this girl is a talker just like her father.Cassian bursts out laughing, clutching his sides, leaning against Vorian’s desk. He ruffles Lila’s hair.“Oh, man, Lila, you are killing them both!” he says, his voice booming. “Look at their faces!”His laugh did not stop, he is even clutching his stomach as tears run down from his eyes. I can’t believe he is laughing at our misery, if I can call it one.Vorian groan

Zephyr’s POV Silas’s voice cuts through the air in Vorian’s office, his smirk wide. “Vorian, you never let me off early. What is the deal with you two?”My eyes go wide, my face burning, and I am out of my chair before I can think. “Gotta run!” I utter, my voice shrill, snatching my laptop and dashing for the door. Vorian’s laugh trails me, low and gentle, but I am already midway down the hallway, my heart pounding, more from awkwardness than anything else.I am out of NexusVibe in minutes, hailing a cab, the Chicago streets blurring past as I lean back, finally relaxing. The day has been wild; shadowy figures in footage, HoltTech stealing our AI, but for now, I am free, the tension melting away. I just need to get home, eat something, and figure out this envelope mess. That second red ink envelope in my room has been bothering me like something I could not describe, and Selene might know something.The cab arrives at my home, and I walk inside, the scent of garlic and spices str

Zephyr’s POVIt is night, the city skyline glowing outside my bedroom window, the city hum a soft buzz. The moon is beautiful tonight but my mind is not on its ethereal beauty.I am sprawled on my bed, notebook open, scrolling through the list Silas sent; media confirmations for Vorian’s press conference tomorrow. Local stations, tech blogs, even a few national outlets, all checked off.I was relieved when Silas said Vorian is the spokesperson for this press conference. I do not know what I will do if I was the one to do so, especially with the crisis on ground.Anyway, I am ticking names, feeling good, relaxed after the family chaos at home, when my phone buzzes on the nightstand.Vorian’s name lights up the screen, and my heart does a little flip.I grab it, swiping to answer.“What is up?” I say, leaning back, my voice light.Voices hum in the background; laughter, maybe a kid’s squeal.“Where are you?” I ask, curious, a smile tugging my lips.“Family mansion,” Vorian says, his voi

Zephyr’s POVI push through the transparent doors of NexusVibe, my hands full with a holder of coffees, the early sun shining off the lobby. I reached here early, way before the rush, to watch the press conference setup in the Apex Hall; not X-7, that is for urgent cases only.The place is buzzing, techs setting up cameras, PR folks arranging podiums. I am focused, my mind on the media list, making sure everything is perfect for Vorian.At the entrance, I am walking fast, gaze on the hall, when I crash into a woman, coffee swishing but not spilling. “Sorry!” I speak, swift, not even glancing up, and dash off before she can answer. No time to stop.In Apex Hall, it was actually busy, if not exclusively busy; employees are hustling; wires everywhere, lights being tested. I hand out the coffees, grinning. “You guys are killing it,” I say, passing cups. “Thank you for the hard work.”A young tech, Sarah, takes hers, smiling. “I like this new secretary,” she says to the guy next to her