Cage

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND ONE: Killian’S POVThe glass doors of her office suite were still vibrating from the force of her exit.I stood in the center of the room, my chest heaving, a violent, foreign heat roaring through my veins. The air felt thin, stripped of her scent, stripped of her warmth. She had walked out. She had looked at me with tears in her eyes, tears I had caused, but tears that had been born of a stubborn, foolish pride and she had turned her back on me.Nobody turned their back on me. Nobody walked out on a Montclair.A sudden, savage impulse flared in my gut. I wanted to take the slate desk, the sleek monitors, the neatly stacked folders of her precious roadmap, and slam them into the floor until the glass walls shattered. I wanted to destroy the space if she wasn't going to be in it. My fingers curled into fists so tight the bones clicked, my jaw aching from the pressure of my teeth grinding together.I hated when she was angry with me. It felt like a physical sick

Isolation

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWO: Jade’S POVThe tires of my SUV crunched violently over the gravel of a roadside park I had never noticed before, somewhere on the jagged edges of the city overlooking the grey, churning expanse of the Atlantic. I killed the engine. The sudden silence that rushed into the cabin was deafening, heavy with the phantom echo of my own screams and the frantic, suffocating beat of my heart.I didn't get out of the car. I just gripped the leather steering wheel until my fingers throbbed, staring out through the windshield as the afternoon light began to decay into a bruised, melancholy purple.My mind was a hall of shattered mirrors. Every piece of glass reflected a version of the last three months that I no longer recognized. I thought about the proud tilt of Killian’s chin when I told him about the Logan account. I thought about the way he had packed my laptop bag, the way he had touched my blazer, the way he had sat in those interviews like a dark, protective d

Secrets

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THREE Jade's POV The next morning, the bedroom was flooded with bright, golden sunlight.I woke up to the faint, distant sound of muffled voices echoing from the eastern wing of the house. Beside me, the sheets were cold. Killian was already gone. I sat up, pulling the silk duvet to my chest, a lingering emotional hangover weighing heavily behind my eyes.After the raw, desperate vulnerability of his apology last night, I expected to feel lighter. I expected the air to be clear. But as I slipped out of bed and pulled on a soft cashmere robe, a strange, persistent unease tightly coiled itself around my stomach. I needed to get ready for work. I had a team waiting for me, and a roadmap to execute.I left the master suite, my bare feet making no sound on the heavy hardwood corridors as I walked down the hall toward the grand staircase. But as I neared the entrance to Killian’s private home office, the muffled voices grew distinct.The heavy mahogany door was un

All Chapters of Bound by paper : Chapter 101 - Chapter 103

Cage

Isolation

Secrets