Todos los capítulos de Bound By Lies, Broken By Truth: Capítulo 1 - Capítulo 10

After all these years, I was finally getting somewhere I wanted to be. I was about to pursue my dream, my education. I was going to start university and finally get a break from my so called step-mom. I was away from her, from home, from everything. Freedom. Freedom was in my grasp and in an instant. One blood phone call changed it all.“Dad?” my voice trembled with disbelief.“Oh, my darling. I need you.” His voice seemed as if he had been crying. I wanted to cry. I was talking to the man after five freaking years. He just vanished and never looked back.“What happened? Dad are you okay?” my free hand rested on my heart which was thumping so loudly I was afraid he might hear it over the phone.“No Vivi. I need your help,”He needed my help. What could I possibly help him over?“I’m stuck in a problem Vivi. I messed with the wrong people and now I owe them a lot of money and if don’t give it to them they’ll kill me.”And now I heard a crack in his voice. He was crying.My stupid heart

I think I never regretted something so much in my life than I did those two words.“Say that again,” his voice came out all seductive. What was wrong with me? His words, his tone, his voice…they were making me flutter.I won’t say it again. Because he can’t order me around. And because, I was not liking the way he was looking at me. Hungry.His jaw clenched, “Don’t use big words like that,”Instantly, he brought a long gap between us and walked out the door. “Make sure you put on your gown in ten minutes,” he stopped by the door and glanced over me through his shoulders. “or, I will be forced to do it myself.I sighed, relaxing my body. What the hell was that? I had never felt such burning rage. A maid knocked on the door. “Miss,”Rolling my eyes, I went along with her. Let’s just get over with it.I stared at myself in the mirror wearing an off the shoulder lace white gown. The maid helped me dress and get ready. The gown was beautiful. It was covered entirely in intricate floral lac

An hour later, I was sitting in a white Bentley all changed into a set of more relaxed clothes. There were black Range Rovers in front of me and behind me. I could hear muffled voices of my dad and Damon exchanging some words as they came nearer to the car.“Thank you, Mr. Williams. I won’t let you down.”“You better not Ashford. Your life depends on it,”“But I gave you, my daughter. My debt is cleared to you” Excuse me? He made me marry off some mafia man to pay his debt off. I knew something was off the minute I came here but I never expected dad to just pawn me off like that. To clear is debt. Is that how much I’m worth.Ten fucking million dollars.“Your debt remains. She is collateral.”What the hell? I signed my entire life off…to be some fucking warranty. I hated the way Damon was so casually saying it. Not that I expected something out of this marriage but it still made my heart uneasy to hear him say that.“What do you mean? I don’t understand. You said,” dad started plead

“Do you want me to kiss you Vixen?” he whispered, his erotic voice burning fire through my body. My hands gripped his shirt as his lips almost brushed mine. He was so close that if I move just a bit, our lips would touch.Is this how I really intend on getting kissed?No way. I don’t live in any fairytale that’s for sure, but no way in hell I’m letting him take advantage of my innocence.Pushing him away, I retreated taking a long sigh as I clutched on to the hem of my shirt.His tongue slid over his lips and I gulped under his hooded gaze.“You and I,” I sounded breathless and I internally scolded myself for being this way, “We need to have a word on boundaries,”That was my final say before I turned around, silently being grateful his shirt covering me generously from the back, and went inside the bathroom. With a click on the door, I sighed a breath of relief as I pressed my back against it.This cannot continue.I cannot afford being this feeble and docile.Damon’s POV:“Did he sp

Why was it a problem in the first place? What did I do so wrong?It’s not like Damon got jealous.Did he?No.Why would he? I’m only his wife by name.“I think you suffer from NPD” I broke the silence.“Am I supposed to know what that is?”“Narcissistic Personality Disorder” scoffing, I turned back to sit on my stool. My heart was beating fast but I was internally proud of deflecting the situation.I cut the pancake with the knife and took a bite.“If I am,” his voice whispered closely to my ear and I gasped loudly.Abruptly, the stool was turned around slowly and I was facing him, close enough for me to hold my breath.“Then stop giving me reasons to pay attention to you,” his voice lowered as he rested his hands behind on the counter, trapping me in between.He doesn’t stop at anything. Whatever I say seems to be like a challenge to him. It’s annoyingly amazing how he manages to turn every situation to his favor.“You just proved my point,” I said, his eyes boring into mine. “I’m no