All Chapters of Bound to the Enemy Alpha: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Chapter 91Rohan POVThe house was too quiet. It was not the kind of quiet that came with peace or rest, but the kind that settled after something has been broken and no one wants to be the first to acknowledge the sound it made.I stood in the corridor outside my office, listening to nothing. I had expected relief and that was the lie I had told myself when I closed the door behind me and walked away from Ella. Instead, all I felt was the absence.It was heavier than her presence had ever been. I went into my office and shut the door, not because I needed privacy, but because I needed to shut the world against me. But the familiar space didn’t help. The desk, the shelves, the carefully arranged order of everything I owned and controlled felt suddenly irrelevant, like props from a play I no longer recognized.I sat down and opened the file Nikolai had left for me earlier that morning. It contained financial reports, security briefings, and updates from my people in three different te

Chapter 93Rohan POVThe first time I realized I had truly lost access to Ella, it wasn’t because she said anything. It was because she didn’t. She walked into the boardroom five minutes before the meeting was scheduled to begin, her tablet tucked under one arm, her expression composed in a way that had started to unsettle me more than any argument ever had. The room adjusted around her with chairs shifted and conversations softening to welcome her. People straightened their posture without being aware they were doing it. She didn’t look at me when she passed.It was as if I were another fixture in the room, another seat and name on a list. I didn’t blame her either. I had wanted distance. I had engineered it, sharpened it, used it like a blade between us because I believed space would return control to my hands.What I hadn’t anticipated was how easily she would fill that space with herself. I took my seat across the table and watched her run the meeting. She didn’t hesitate or gl

Chapter 95Ella POVThe house had learned how to breathe without him. I noticed it in the silences first. The way sound traveled differently now and how footsteps carried farther down the hallways, how doors closed with a finality they never used to have. Even the staff moved with a new kind of caution, as though the walls themselves had started keeping records.I walked through the east corridor that morning with a folder tucked under my arm, my heels tapping a steady, deliberate rhythm against the marble floor. The windows along the right side poured in pale light, catching dust motes in the air like suspended sparks. It was beautiful in the way empty places often were. This wing had become mine.It was not because anyone declared it so or because Rohan had ceded it. But because I had stopped crossing into his space, and he had stopped crossing into mine. The house didn’t argue with the division. It adapted.I passed two staff members near the staircase. They straightened the mome

Chapter 97Ella POVThe call came in just after dawn, when the house still felt suspended between night and morning, when even the corridors seemed to breathe quietly. I had been sitting at the small desk by the window in my room, the curtains half drawn, watching the pale light creep over the edge of the estate grounds. It was a habit I’d developed lately—waking before the world expected me to, as if the day couldn’t surprise me if I met it first.Ria knocked softly and stepped inside without waiting for an answer. She carried a tablet in one hand and that look in her eyes, the one that meant something had shifted somewhere I hadn’t been standing.“There’s a situation at the Riverside branch,” she said. Not a crisis. Not a disaster. Just a situation. The kind of word people used when they didn’t want to sound alarmist but didn’t want to be ignored either.I set my pen down. “What kind?”She glanced at the screen. “Payroll delays. A supplier contract got flagged by corporate complian

Chapter 99Ella POVThe summons came just after dawn. It wasn’t delivered by messenger or folded into a polite email. It came as a single, clean directive from my father’s private line, the kind of message that didn’t ask for availability or preference. It assumed compliance.You will lead the outside pack meeting at North Ridge. I stared at the words longer than necessary, my tea cooling in my hand, the steam thinning into nothing. I recognized the tone immediately. It was the same one he used when he wanted to remind me gently, cruelly, efficiently, who had given me my position and who could still take it away.This wasn’t an errand. It was a test. I typed back a single word. The house was quiet as I dressed and staff moved through the halls with practiced silence. Ria gave me a look that lingered a second longer than usual, like she wanted to ask something but didn’t know how. Rohan was nowhere in sight.The absence felt louder than footsteps. I chose dark clothes. The kind my fath