All Chapters of The Billionaire's Binding Proposal: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Chapter 162~Taraji~I practically stormed out of the hospital, I was eager to hear what Kesley had for me. My fury was directed at Niklaus. By the time I burst into the apartment, I was ready to swing at something.That was how much I was ready to do for my best friend. I found Kesley slumped on the sofa, looking like she’d been put through a paper shredder."Okay, spill it," I demanded, dropping my bag with a heavy thud. "I’ve seen the headlines, I’ve heard the whispers, and if even ten percent of it is true, I am going to need a very sharp pair of scissors and Niklaus's home address."Kesley looked up, her eyes hollow. "It’s worse than the headlines, T. Grandfather announced the wedding. Three days. He did it in front of the press, the board, everyone."My jaw hit the floor. I began pacing the small living room, my hands flying as I talked. "Three days? Who does he think he is? Some sort of corporate deity? I am going to castrate him, Kesley. I’ll make sure he can’t even sit down

Chapter 164~Kesley~ The panic had been like a heavy weight in my chest ever since my mother cornered me in the kitchen. When she demanded to meet Niklaus, I was sure everything was over. I spent the whole morning walking in circles, trying to think of excuses. He’s too busy. He’s in a big meeting. He’s out of town.Then, my phone buzzed. I had sent him a text telling him he had to come, even though I was sure he would say no.No problem. I will be there tomorrow. I stared at the screen. My heart was thumping. He was actually coming.…The next day, I had woken up extra early to go to the restaurant and wait there for him so I could see how he looked, analysing him before getting to my mother. I was outside the restaurant waiting for him.A little while later, a shiny, black luxury car pulled up to the restaurant. In his fancy grey shirt, he looked way too big for our living room when he enters, way too big for our whole neighborhood.After I sat down and he spoke to me, trying to

Chapter 166~Rebecca~I threw the glass against the wall.It shattered on impact, pieces scattering across the marble floor, and I felt absolutely nothing. I didn't feel relief or satisfaction. Just a hot, buzzing anger that I have had since the gala when grandfather announced the wedding and now, an invitation.And now, meeting Kelsey's family. Not a phone call, not a heads up, not even the basic courtesy of being told in person. Just a text.Like I was not a Specter."Rebecca." Max's voice came from the doorway of the bedroom. He was leaning against the frame with his arms crossed, watching me the way he always did when I was like this. "That was from the set your mother left you." Talking about the glass."I know what it was from." I turned away from him and walked to the window.What was grandfather and father thinking? Niklaus was about to get everything because he is marrying a woman nobody had heard of before. A woman who had appeared from nowhere, smiled at Grandfather, and s

Chapter 168~Fred~The apartment was quiet, but it was a messy too. Empty green bottles of Soju were scattered across the coffee table. The air still smelled like the spicy snacks the girls had been eating and the faint scent of Taraji’s perfume. Niklaus had already taken a very dizzy, very sleepy Kesley away to prepare for the dinner meeting with the families. That left me here. In this new, half-unpacked apartment. With Taraji.She was currently slumped on the sofa, her head resting against a cushion that was slightly crooked. She wasn't fully asleep, but she wasn't fully awake either. Her eyes were half-closed, and she was mumbling something about "men in suits" being "too tall for their own good."I sighed and began to pick up the bottles. I am a man of order. I like clean things. I like things to make sense. Watching Taraji, who was carefree, feels different. But for some reason, my heart didn't seem to mind."You're doing it again," she mumbled.I stopped with three bottles in

Chapter 170~Kesley~Today is one of those memorable days. I was going to ft for my wedding dress. The bridal shop was heavenly. Everywhere I looked, there was white silk, sparkling crystals, and golden mirrors.Taraji was beaming. As my chief bridesmaid, she had taken over the entire store. She was marching around the stylist, pointing at my dress as if she were a stylist which I do think fits her personality."No, no, no," Taraji said, waving her hands in the air. "The train needs to flow like a river! This is a Specter wedding, not a backyard party. It needs to look like she’s floating."The stylist, a very thin woman, just nodded quickly. "Of course, Miss. I will fix the lace right away.""And the veil!" Taraji added, her eyes wide with excitement. "It needs to be long enough to be dramatic, but not so long that she trips and falls down while walking down the aisle. Do we understand the mission?"I sighed, trying to stay still while the woman pinned the fabric around my waist. My