All Chapters of Bound By His Name : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Damien POVI leaned back in my leather chair, as I slowly turned another page of Elias Carter’s file. The folder felt too thin, too empty for how much space the boy had started taking up in my head. I scanned the lines again, jaw tightening with irritation.“His mother died just hours after giving birth to him,” I muttered, more to myself than to Victor. “Complications. And the father has hated him ever since… for reasons no one seems willing to write down.”Victor stood across the desk, arms folded, watching me carefully. “We don’t have much on the kid yet, Boss. He is a real recluse and hardly does anything noticeable. He works like a dog for that family even though they treat him like dirt.”I flipped another page, fingers pressing harder into the paper. “Why does someone keep crawling back to people who clearly don’t want him? It doesn’t make sense.”Victor shrugged, a faint smile tugging at his lips. “Some people are built that way. Loyal to a fault. Or maybe he’s still hoping

Damien POVI stared at Monica across the dining table, the strange pressure in my chest still refusing to ease. The behaviors from the kitchen staff only made me more irritated. I leaned forward slightly, staring directly at Monica eyes. “What exactly is your gain?” I asked coldly. “You came into my house and intimidated my staff. What game are you playing, Monica?”She didn’t even flinch. Instead, she turned away from me with a sweet, dismissive smile and waved a hand toward one of the trembling servers.“Serve the meal,” she ordered lightly, as if I hadn’t spoken at all. “Make sure it’s well served, Damien likes his food properly prepared.”The server hesitated for half a second, eyes darting nervously toward me, before quickly moving to obey. Three plates were placed on the table with shaky hands. The rich aroma of roasted meat and herbs filled the air, but it did nothing to calm the storm building inside me.Monica gestured gracefully toward the chair at the head of the table. “

Elias POV Emily’s hand tightened around mine for a second before she nodded. She gave me a small, reassuring smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. “I’ll be right back, okay? Just rest. Don’t worry.” I wanted to tell her to stay, but the words stuck in my throat. I simply nodded and watched as she stood up and followed the doctor out of the room. The door clicked shut behind them, leaving me alone with the steady beeping of the heart monitor. The silence felt suffocating. I stared at the ceiling, my mind racing. What could be so bad that he needs to speak to her privately? The strange looks from the doctors earlier replayed in my head. The way they had glanced at me with surprise, concern, something almost like pity. My chest felt tight again, an heavy pressure hit me again. Minutes dragged by. I could hear muffled voices outside the door, but I couldn’t make out the words. Emily’s voice rose once with disbelief, before dropping again. My hands clenched the blanket tightly.

Fred POVStepping out of the elevator onto the executive floor with a spring in my step that I hadn’t felt in weeks. A wide, satisfied grin spread across my face as I walked down the hallway. Employees who saw me coming quickly lowered their heads, murmuring hurried greetings.“Good morning, Mr. Fred.”“Morning, sir.”I didn’t bother replying to most of them. Why should I? They were beneath me. Just ants scurrying around my kingdom. I adjusted my designer suit jacket and kept walking, chin held high.When I reached the open-plan office area, I stopped and clapped my hands loudly. Heads turned in my direction.“Listen up, everyone!” I called out, my voice carrying across the floor. “From today, things are going to change around here. I’m taking full control of the upcoming projects. Any file or any decision, that used to go through Elias now comes straight to me. Understood?”A few people nodded quickly. Others exchanged nervous glances.One of the senior managers stepped forward he

Damien POVThe black sedan glided to a smooth stop in front of the Carter Group headquarters. I sat in the back for a moment, looking up at the impressive glass structure through the tinted windows. This building — and the empire it represented — was about to become far more interesting to me than I had initially planned.Victor opened the door. I stepped out, adjusting the cuffs of my suit. A reception line was already waiting outside the main entrance.Rows of executives stood in neat formation, all dressed in their best suits. At the front were Mr. Carter and his legitimate son.The older man tried to look composed, but I could see the tension in his shoulders and the slight stiffness in his posture. Fred, on the other hand, was attempting to maintain his usual cocky stance, chest puffed out, but even he couldn’t completely hide the fear flickering in his eyes. Some of the executives were visibly sweating despite the cool morning breeze. Others shifted nervously from foot to foot