All Chapters of Bound by paper : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Chapter three The mattress beneath me was too soft and unfamiliar.My eyes fluttered open slowly bright leigts forcing them back shut.For a moment, I didn’t remember where I was. Then the events of the night crashed into me all at once.The engagement.The announcement.Sheila.The stairs.I pushed myself up quickly and froze. Where was I??This was not my father’s house.This was not Elio’s penthouse.This was not my apartment either. The room was enormous with muted gold lighting and floor-to-ceiling curtains.A chandelier that looked like it belonged in a palace.My heart began to race.Where was I?“You’re awake.” a voice called out. The voice was calm and deep and controlled.I turned toward the sound.A man stood near the window with his back facing me, phone in his left hand.He didn’t explain, apologize or introduce himself.He simply typed away like there was no one there. When he was done he turned to me slightly.“Do you make a habit of falling down stairs,” he asked e

Chapter five I replayed our conversation all through my ride home. The ride was quiet, just what I needed. I made a mental note to give the driver a five star rating. By the time I reached my father’s house, it was way past sunrise. I slipped inside quietly, hoping to avoid unnecessary conversations and my stepmother's satisfied expression. All I wanted was a quick shower, a change of clothes, and enough time to get to the office before the day officially started. If I could bury myself in work, maybe the humiliation of last night would dull a little.The house was unusually quiet, which I was extremely grateful for. I hurried upstairs to my room, dropped my bag on the bed before pulling open the wardrobe. My hands moved faster than my thoughts as I changed into a fitted navy dress and low heels suitable for a long day ahead. I really needed to be comfortable to bury myself in work. Ten minutes later I grabbed my bag again and headed downstairs, already calculating how long it wo

Chapter seven “I’m ready.” The silence that followed my words disturbed me. For a moment, I wondered if he had hung up.Then he spoke again.“I see.”His voice was calm. Definitely not what I expected. I didn't even know what I expected. His voice was unreadable.Not surprised.Not excited.Just… certain.“You made that decision quickly,” he continued.I looked down at the card still in my hand, rubbing my hand over it to see if the name disappeared. “Circumstances change quickly,” I replied.A quiet pause followed, then he hummed in response. “ Are you sure about your decision, Miss Moretti?” “Are you still in the city?” I asked, not ready to reply to that question. “Yes.”His answer came immediately.“But not for long. If you’re having second thoughts,this would be a good time to say so.”I let out a small breath.Second thoughts.I had a thousand of them.But what exactly was waiting for me if I didn’t do this?A father who had just taken my shares.A sister who had stolen my

Chapter nineThe contract sat lightly on my hands. I had already read most of it.The terms were exactly what Killian had described earlier. A three-year marriage, public appearances when necessary, no romantic obligations, and a financial settlement that would secure my independence once everything was over.It was cold and precise.Every sentence felt carefully constructed, like a business deal rather than a marriage. Thinking about it, it was a business deal. I turned another page slowly. Then I looked up at Killian who hadn’t moved since I started reading. He sat across from me, watching quietly, his posture relaxed but attentive.It was unsettling.Like he was studying every reaction on my face, or waiting for a reaction. Whichever way I tried to pay him no mind. My eyes moved down the page again, then they stopped.I frowned slightly, thinking I had misunderstood what I was reading.So I read the sentence again.And again.“…the wife will be expected to maintain a respectful