All Chapters of BOUND TO KILL, BOUND TO LOVE : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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CHAPTER ELEVEN

Mia’s povThe bar smelled heavily of cigarettes and harsh rum. Collins held my hand tightly and pulled me through the crowd and into a secluded area demarcated by a worn out curtain. “How on God’s earth do you even know a place like this Collins?” I pouted as my eyes scanned the place. Torn couches, stubs of smoked cigars, empty bottles of gin and other things I was too disgusted to look twice at. “Just ignore the ambience, let’s just sit and talk. It’s the best place to hide away from the eyes of everyone..” he replied and I rolled my eyes. “By everyone you mean Jonathan?” Collins pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed me a stub. “Your father and stepsisters too..” he replied and passed me the lighter. We both sat in silence for a while, smoke rising in the air from both our mouths. “Does he treat you right?” Collins finally broke the silence and I let go of the thick fog in my mouth. “I’m guessing you’re ready to slit his throat if he isn’t..” I sneered s

CHAPTER TWELVE

Mia’s pov“Is it the witch’s hour already?” I mocked as I put my bag down on the table. Clara walked up to me with steady eyes, firm steps and fake tears in her eyes. “Look Mia I know you have every right to be angry, I just thought I’d stop by and do the right thing..” her tone dropped like she was fighting tears and I just stared at her in disgust. “Finally… My show is on. I haven’t seen this in a while and it was starting to worry me.” I mocked and dropped into the sofa, folding my arms over my chest. “Don’t be difficult Mia, she only wants to apologize.” Jonathan added. I didn’t even bother looking in his direction because of course he’d side with Clara. Everyone does. Because nobody knows how venomous she really is when nobody is watching. But I know her… I see through her games and I never let her fool me. “Mia I’m deeply sorry for what our sister did at the party the other night. It was so uncalled for. I really don’t know what’s come over her of late and I’m trying my bes

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

Mia’s povI tried to sleep, but knowing Clara was still under this roof troubled my mind. I sat up on my bed, ran my fingers frantically through my hair as a frustrated grunt left my body. My eyes felt heavy but I could barely even keep them closed for up to five minutes. I picked up my robe from the rack and wrapped it around my body as I headed downstairs for a glass of wine and some fresh air. I went into the cellar through the back door and came out holding a bottle of alcohol. I poured myself a cup and headed out to the front, but the sound of muffled voices spiked something in my brain. “This better not be what I think it is..” I prayed silently as I approached the sunroom. Pulling the door open, my eyes fell on Jonathan and Clara, sprawled on the couch and staring at the floating screen in front of them. My eyes went back and forth from the screen to their faces. “You’re still awake?” Jonathan asked, pulling his phone out to check the time. What a silly question to ask you

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Mia’s pov“I didn’t organize any assassins.” I repeated, my voice louder and firmer this time in case Collins didn’t hear me the first time.“Then we should thank whoever did because this is wonderful.” He chimed. My heartbeat tripled at the thought of anything happening to Jonathan; I shouldn’t care about him, but I did.“Collins, now is not the time, okay?” I snapped, hanging up before he got the chance to say anything else.Who could have done this? Why now? Was it my father? My mind was racing with thoughts too much for me to process; I forced myself up from the bed and plunged into the bathroom. I turned the faucet and splattered water over my face.“Calm down, Mia; let’s try to figure this out. I said to myself as I looked into the mirror.But I think I was forgetting to ask myself a very important question: how does a helpless housewife stop a group of assassins from killing her husband? I couldn’t even tell Jonathan because what on earth was I supposed to say to him?Hey hus

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Mia’s povJonathan didn’t look up from his laptop again and he didn’t say another word either. I stood by his desk, arms folded behind me and I didn’t realize I had been tapping my feet against the floorboard until he glanced at my legs. “That’s an annoying way to call someone’s attention.” His tone showed how disgusted he was. I lost my patience and grabbed him by the collar, pulling him out of the study and down the stairs, ignoring his frantic attempts to free himself from my grip. “Don’t bloody make me repeat myself you spoiled little brat!” I yelled. But of course, that was all in my head after all. I exhaled softly and ran my fingers through my hair. “I’m sorry. Now please would you come with me or not?” I asked again and he closed his laptop. “You had better not be wasting my precious time Mia.” He snarled and stormed out of the room. I didn’t care if this unnecessary hospital trip was going to ruin his mood, as long as I was successfully getting him out of the house, the

CHAPTER SiXTEEN

Mia’s povI sat in my room, staring at the blank wall in front of me. There was fear in my heart and a part of me wanted to put that bloody gun back into the suitcase and crawl into my bed. But the more I thought about how much more time I could spend with Jonathan as his wife, the more determined I was to protect him from this attack. The clock on the wall ticked slowly and time felt like it didn’t move. But hours soon drifted past and the sky dimmed. I stared at the location on my phone, took a deep breath and walked out of my room slowly. Jonathan’s laughter rippled through the air and at first you’d think he was laughing at me. I shook those discouraging words away from my head and hurried out of the house before anyone spots me. The weather was chill and cold air grazed my cheeks but I kept walking until I arrived at the end of the private road. I hailed a cab and showed him the directions on my phone but instead of letting me into his car, his eyes went back and forth from m

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

Mia’s povHe opened his mouth to speak but I held a finger up and his eyes widened. “You only speak when I’m done, or when you are asked to.” I warned and his lips hung open in obvious shock. His men glanced at themselves wondering where I got my courage and audacity from. “Young lady, you know better than to overstep your boundaries. I doubt if you understand where you are and in whose midst you’re seated… and a little birdie tells me that there isn’t a single guard here to back you up..” His tone came off as a threat and I leaned back on my chair. I didn’t like the sound of that and I had already overcome my fear. Now the only thing in my head was determination. I’m definitely not one to be played with or treated like a lap dog by someone I didn’t even know. That’s my father’s job, that’s all he can do to me. “I know whose midst I’m sitting in… after all, I brought myself here. Now let’s talk business and keep all this bragging aside. You should even be worried about why none o

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

Mia’s povI paced back and forth in my room trying to figure something out, but my mind was blank. I dismantled my gun and put it back into the suitcase before going in for a shower. My stomach grumbled over and over again and I left the room to find something for my stomach. All the staff had retired for the night and the kitchen was empty. But I couldn’t go to bed on an empty stomach. So I turned the kitchen lights on and went into the pantry to find something I could make. As I stared at the ingredients in the pantry, nothing enticed me. I eventually decided on pasta and picked out the things I needed before returning to the kitchen. The last time I made a meal was at my father’s house, but I had the recipe at the tip of my fingers. I quickly got to work while making sure to be as quiet as possible because the last thing I wanted was to attract Jonathan or anyone else into the kitchen. But no matter how much I could control the sounds I made, there was no way I could control

CHAPTER NINETEEN

Mia's POV When my nose began to run because of how chilly the air was, I knew it was time for me to return to the house even though I’d rather stay out in the cold than face those cold scrutinizing eyes of the man I married.I reluctantly stood up, returned the chair to the canopy, and kissed the fountain goodbye before walking back towards the giant front door of the house. I took one last glance at Jonathan’s study through the window, and the lights were still on.Did this man care for sleep at all? Because I knew that no matter how late he slept, he was always somehow up before the first ray of sunlight came.I twisted the doorknob and yanked the door open before dragging myself into the house, my body finally giving in to fatigue.I walked into the house, expecting nothing but emptiness, but for some reason I could sense something lurking in the shadows. I decided to shake it off; it might just be the effect of tiredness. "I thought I might have to bring your bed to you." He sai

CHAPTER TWENTY

Mia's POV Regardless of the sun burning down on me, I managed to walk to the entrance of the estate where I noticed my account officer’s black sedan parked on the other side of the street. I walked over to it, pulled the car handle, and got into the passenger seat beside him.“Morning.” I muttered as soon as my body touched the chair. “Do you have it?” I asked, refusing to look at him, I still felt a little embarrassed for calling Jonathan’s estate mine like we were a perfect couple.“Yes ma’am, right there.” He replied, pointing in a direction that forced me to look at him and I followed his finger to the huge suitcase that looked as expensive as the money it contained sitting in the backseat.“Great.” I muttered, taking a quick glance at it before shifting my gaze back to the front; my arms folded across my chest. I could feel him staring at the side of my head, wondering when I was going to take my money and get out of this car. But, that was not going to happen.“Look” I began,

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