Bound by a billion hearts의 모든 챕터: 챕터 1 - 챕터 8

The first time Isabella Carter saw Dominic Blackwood, she knew her life was about to fracture. He stood at the center of the grand hotel lobby like a force of nature, tall, broad shouldered, perfectly tailored in a black suit that screamed silent wealth. His presence bent the air around him. Conversations softened. Footsteps slowed. Even the chandeliers above seemed to bow in respect. Men like him didn’t walk. They commanded space. Isabella swallowed hard, clutching the thin brown envelope in her trembling fingers. Inside were medical bills she could no longer pay, eviction notices, and a single business card with one name stamped in silver ink: Dominic Blackwood. Billionaire, CEO, Power broker and Predator. The man who had summoned her. She had spent three nights debating whether to come. Three nights of fear, hope, and humiliation wrestling inside her chest. But when the hospital called that morning, when they told her her mother’s condition was worsening and demanded paymen

Sleep never came.No matter how tightly Isabella shut her eyes, the image of that phone screen haunted her.She is next.The words carved themselves into her mind like a threat carved into stone.She lay stiffly in Dominic’s massive bed, staring at the ceiling while the mansion breathed quietly around her. Security patrolled the halls. Guards stood outside the door. Cameras watched every corner.Still, she felt exposed.Unprotected.Beside her, Dominic lay awake.She could feel his presence like heat through the dark. Silent. Unmoving. Alert.Neither of them spoke.There was an unspoken understanding between them, this was no longer a game. No longer a contract. Danger had crossed the threshold.“You don’t have to be afraid,” Dominic said eventually, his voice low.She laughed softly, bitterly. “That’s easy for you to say.”Silence again.“They won’t touch you,” he said. “Not while you’re mine.”The word sent a shiver through her.“Who are they?” she whispered.His jaw tightened. “Gho

Isabella did not sleep again.Every time she closed her eyes, she felt hands dragging her backward into darkness.Every shadow looked like death.Every sound felt like a threat.She sat curled on the bed, knees drawn to her chest, staring at the locked doors while armed guards patrolled just outside. The mansion no longer felt like a palace.It felt like a fortress.A prison.Dominic stood by the window, speaking quietly into his phone. His voice was cold. Deadly.“I want his network burned to the ground,” he said. “Every ally. Every supplier. Every hidden account.”A pause.“No survivors.”He ended the call and turned slowly.His gaze softened when it found her, but the darkness in his eyes remained.“Come here,” he said gently.She hesitated.Then moved.He opened his arms, and she stepped into them.The moment she did, something inside her broke.She clutched his shirt, shaking as silent sobs tore through her chest.“I’m scared,” she whispered.His arms closed around her instantly.

The alarms wouldn’t stop.Red lights washed over the hospital room, staining everything in warning.Internal override activated.The words echoed like a verdict.Isabella couldn’t breathe.“I didn’t do anything,” she whispered, but her voice sounded distant, small even to her own ears.Gabriel had already stepped toward the door, speaking sharply into his earpiece.“Trace the signal. Lock all sectors. No one leaves this floor.”Dominic never looked away from her.That was worse than if he had shouted.His gaze was unreadable.Calculating.Cold.“You believe me,” she said, the words trembling as they left her.It wasn’t a question.It was a plea.Dominic’s jaw tightened slightly.“I believe,” he said slowly, “that systems don’t lie.”Her stomach dropped.“And I believe you’re not a traitor.”A fragile thread of air slipped back into her lungs.“But,” he continued quietly, “someone is using you.”The room felt smaller.“I don’t understand,” she said. “How could they use me? I’ve never h