All Chapters of Bound By A Broken Night: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Their ragged breaths were the only sound left in the room, filling the heavy silence as they stood far apart— still reeling from a kiss that had scorched them both.“Why are you doing this, Ashton?” Cassie’s voice trembled, thin and unsteady. She folded her arms around herself, as if holding her own body together, as if that single moment hadn’t just ruin every wall she had spent years building.“Why?”Ashton didn’t answer right away. He looked just as shaken—his chest rising and falling too fast, his jaw clenched tight, eyes dark as though he were wrestling something wild and dangerous inside himself. The impulse that had driven him only seconds ago now seemed to horrify him.“Why are you harassing me like this?” she pressed on, blinking rapidly as she forced herself to breathe.“What did I ever do to you to deserve this?”Even after drawing in deep breaths, her voice refused to steady. Every word betrayed how deeply he had unsettled her.“No… Cassie.”Ashton moved toward her withou

"Divorce her.”Ashton’s voice sliced through the silence—low, deliberate, lethal.Zandrie gave a short scoff, lifting his head to meet the other man’s icy stare.“Why would I?”“Because she deserves better,” Ashton shot back without hesitation. Their gazes locked, the air between them tightening into something brutal and unyielding.Zandrie shrugged, infuriatingly calm. “If she wants a divorce, that will be her decision. It won’t come from me.”Ashton’s jaw clenched, restraint finally cracking.“Are you even ashamed?” he demanded. “Do you feel guilty at all? You cheated on her—with her own sister. You betrayed her.”Something dark flickered across Zandrie’s face.“And you think you’re any better than me, CEO Pierce?” he asked coldly, his words ground out through clenched teeth.“Have you forgotten what you did six years ago? Or do you just choose to ignore it?” He let out a sharp, humorless snort.“You betrayed her too.”Ashton didn’t flinch.“The only betrayal I committed,” he said

“What about light snacks first, and dinner later? Pick a restaurant” Ashton asked once they were settled inside his car.The afternoon had slipped by almost unnoticed, spent in the quiet presence of his grandmother. It had been an emotional visit—tears shed, truths spoken at last, confessions long buried finally given air—but as they drove away, Cassie looked… lighter. The rigid tension that had clung to her shoulders earlier was gone, replaced by a rare calm she hadn’t felt in years.Whatever Carina Pierce had said to her, it had reached deep, loosening something old and heavy—an invisible weight Cassie had carried for far longer than she ever allowed herself to acknowledge.“With the scandal my marriage is facing right now,” she said lightly, as if it were nothing more than idle gossip, “I don’t think it would be wise to be seen in public with CEO Ashton Pierce.”The seriousness of the words didn’t quite match her tone. There was a faint playfulness there, carefully restrained.“Ma

“Cassie—”He surged upright, hands coming up to cradle her face before she could move any further. His fingers tightened just enough beneath her chin to still her, to force her to look at him.Their eyes locked.Hers were sharp—defiant, questioning, unapologetic.His were dark and earnest, blazing with restraint stretched to its breaking point. He wasn’t drunk on wine. He was drunk on her—on what she was doing to him, to his control.“Divorce your husband,” he said hoarsely.The words landed between them like a blade.For a heartbeat, she didn’t respond. One brow arched slowly as she studied him, her narrowed gaze searching his face—as if weighing whether he was serious or merely desperate.“Divorce him,” Ashton continued, his voice lower now, rough with promise and restraint.“And we’ll have all night.”It sounded like an offer. A temptation.A line drawn clearly, deliberately.Their gazes remained locked, neither willing to yield. Then Cassie exhaled a soft, almost amused breath."I

"Ashton, I—" Cassie’s words were cut short as his mouth descended on hers, fierce and consuming, swallowing her protest until her thoughts scattered like leaves in a gale.A soft, broken moan escaped her lips—"Ahhhn…"—echoing faintly in the vast expanse of his bedroom. Beyond the floor-to-ceiling glass wall, the morning sun cast a golden glow over the city’s skyline, the silent skyscrapers standing as impartial witnesses to their fervent union.All her worries, her doubts, evaporated like mist beneath his touch. He carried her higher and higher, to a place only he knew how to reach—a zenith of sensation that left her breathless. She could only gasp, arching into his fervent caresses, shuddering with each deep, deliberate thrust. Her gaze drifted upward, watching the shadowed dance of their bodies—a primal rhythm as old as time itself."Ashton…" she breathed, her voice trembling on the edge of release. He knew—he always knew—how close she was."I am all yours, Cassidy," he murmured a