All Chapters of Bound To The Billionaire By A Baby: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

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What The Hell Are You Doing

Adrian's"Look at her go, Adrian—I mean, the girl has been hauling those forty-pound vintage crates up five long flights of concrete service stairs for four hours straight, and she hasn't dropped a single zipper or shed a single tear in front of Vance," Julian's lazy, mocking voice cut through the quiet, climate-controlled air of my executive suite, instantly scratching at my raw nerves like a rusted blade.I didn't turn away from the floor-to-ceiling glass wall.I stood completely frozen in place, my hands shoved so deep into my trouser pockets that my fingers clutched into tight, white-knuckled fists, my split skin—still discolored and raw from the violent afterparty scandal at the venue—stinging beneath the fine tailored fabric. From this five-floor-high vantage point, the main design floor below looked like a sprawling, white-tiled grid, populated by junior designers, pattern-cutters, and wardrobe assistants who scurried around like tiny, insignificant insects.But my eyes weren't

Rusali Arrives

Adrian's The metal steps of the central escalator could not move fast enough. I shoved past two junior designers, my heavy leather boots pounding against the moving tracks as my chest heaved beneath my charcoal suit jacket.. Five floors below, the main design floor was a sea of white tiles, completely frozen in a collective, terrified silence. At the center of the main aisle, a small, gray silhouette lay completely motionless near a fabric rolling rack. "Liora!" I shouted, the roar of my own voice bouncing off the high ceilings like a gunshot. The pattern-cutters and wardrobe assistants scattered instantly, their fabric shears and sketchbooks clattering to the tables as I hit the bottom landing. I crossed the remaining floor space in long, unyielding strides, the red haze of pure, unadulterated panic blinding my vision. I didn't care about the staring eyes of my staff. I dropped heavily to my knees on the hard floor tiles right next to her, completely ignoring the dust stainin

You Wouldn't Mind

Adrian's "Give her to me, Adrian," Julian whispered, his voice barely carrying over the deafening noise of the shutter lenses clicking at the entrance. He stepped into my personal space, his hands extending cautiously to take the weight from my arms, his face tight with a sharp, hidden panic. "Just give her to me. I’ll take her straight to the hospital. Go deal with Rusali before she blows this up completely." My jaw locked into a rigid, defensive line as the reality of the scene pressed into my chest. Julian was right. The media had already captured dozens of embarrassing, chaotic moments of my life over the past few months, from the restaurant altercation to the viral party video trending on every entertainment portal. Standing in the center of my own lobby, completely disheveled and holding an unconscious worker, was only feeding the paparazzi exactly what they wanted. I looked down at Liora’s pale face, her dark curls damp against my shoulder, and a dark, territorial irr

Don't Be Late

Adrian's The lift doors slid open on the fifth floor. "Let's go," I said, stepping out onto the tiled floor. Rusali marched straight out ahead of me, her heavy fur coat brushing against my arm as she stormed into my office. The moment the heavy wooden doors swung shut behind us, she violently turned on her heel and slammed both her open palms directly against my chest. Smack! "Like how could you do this to me, Adrian?" she yelled, her small fists shaking as she struck my jacket again. Tears instantly filled her eyes, her face twisting with pure rage. "Look at me! Look what you've done to my name! The internet portals are screaming about you and that trash! Everyone is talking about how you got your own worker pregnant!" I stood completely still, absorbing the blows without moving an inch. "Rusali, stop hitting me. It doesn't change a single thing." "Look at me and tell me the truth!" she screamed, her hands flying up to cup both sides of my face. Her manicured fingers dug ha

Just An Incubator

Liora's The massive front doors of the mansion swung back, and Rusali stepped into the grand foyer. Behind her, three footmen struggled to carry a mountain of matching white leather luxury luggage, their boots clicking rapidly against the polished floor tiles. The household staff was already lined up against the marble walls, their heads bowed low in a tight, terrified sequence. "Oh, look who it is!" Clara whispered from the pantry archway, her eyes widening as she nudged another maid. "The real lady of the manor is finally home. Now the trash can go back to where it belongs." Rusali stopped in the center of the foyer, her expensive designer fur coat flaring as she looked around the grand space. She didn't look angry or unhinged; instead, she adjusted her diamond rings and flashed a bright, incredibly sweet smile at the head housekeeper, Mrs. Gable. "Mrs. Gable, it is so wonderful to see you again," Rusali said, her voice dropping into a smooth, melodic cadence that sounded en

Pills After Dinner

Liora's "You aren't eating, Liora. Is the roasted duck not to your liking?" Rusali’s voice was smooth, a pleasant, melodic purr that cut right through the quiet clinking of silver against porcelain. She sat at the long mahogany table, looking completely radiant in a silk emerald gown that matched the large stone on her finger. She had a wide, generous smile on her face, but as her dark eyes locked onto mine, a subtle, cold smirk tugged at the corner of her lips. I sat rigidly in the heavy velvet chair, my fingers tightly clutching my cloth napkin under the table. My face burned with a sudden, intense heat. I kept my head slightly bowed, my strict model posture the only thing keeping me from sinking entirely into the cushion. I was wearing my gray uniform, a stark, humiliating contrast to the luxury surrounding me. "The food is wonderful, Lady Rusali," I whispered, keeping my voice as small and submissive as possible. "Thank you." "Of course it is, dear," Rusali said, le

I Would Lock You Up

Liora's I pushed myself up from the velvet chair, my flat servant boots skidding slightly against the polished floorboards as I turned toward the door. I walked rapidly, my head firmly bowed as I hurried up the grand staircase and slipped into the massive, dark master wing. The room was entirely transformed, filled with Rusali's expensive luxury perfumes, designer dresses, and matching white leather luggage. The scent of her jasmine was everywhere, completely obliterating the aroma of hot ash and sandalwood that used to linger on the silk sheets. My hands shook violently as I found the small white bottle on the marble vanity, clutched it against my apron, and hurried back downstairs to deliver it to a senior footman at the dining room entrance Once the errand was done, I couldn't bring myself to go back to that table. I retreated straight into the heavy, humid air of the mansion kitchen, my limbs feeling like lead weights as the silent fatigue of the early pregnancy settled

I Want You In Bed Now

Adrian's I stared down at the open pages of my leather journal on the dark wood desk, the gold pen frozen in my hand. The ink was completely dry, but my mind was stuck in a chaotic maze of thoughts that had nothing to do with my shipping records or the winter line logistics. My thoughts kept violently pulling back to the kitchen scene from the previous evening. When I had heard Rusali screaming those insults, accusing Liora of taking the diamond necklace, I hadn't even hesitated. I did not know what prompted me to stand up to Rusali like that, throwing my chair back and stepping directly between her and the shivering, weeping girl. I always tried to avoid anything that would make Rusali feel insecure or prompt her to cause an elite scene. I knew that standing up for the worker where Rusali was concerned would mean actual, deep trouble because Rusali was a woman who wouldn't take any perceived slight lightly. Yet, in that heated kitchen, I had completely forgotten about upper-

Keep Your Distance

Adrian's I shoved the heavy doors of the master bedroom open, the wood clicking shut behind us with a loud, final thud. I didn't say a single word to her as I marched straight past the rows of white leather luxury luggage she had already moved into my space, stripped off my charcoal suit jacket, and threw it onto the nearest armchair. I lay down on the absolute edge of the mattress, pulling the thick, heavy down cover completely over my frame, staring directly into the dark velvet curtains to completely block her out. A moment later, the mattress dipped. The suffocating scent of jasmine filled the space as Rusali slid under the sheets, her hand reaching out to touch my bare shoulder. I stood up suddenly, throwing the heavy blanket off my legs in one sharp, aggressive motion. "Adrian, what is the meaning of that?" Rusali snapped, sitting up in the bed, her face contorted with pure irritation. "Why are you getting out of bed?" I crossed the room to the wardrobe in long, rigid s

You Shouldn't Be Here Sir

Adrian's I lay completely still in the dark, my ears straining against the heavy, suffocating silence of the master bedroom. The clock on the nightstand glowed a sharp, cold blue—2:14 a.m. Beside me, the faint, shallow rhythm of Rusali’s breathing had finally leveled out into a deep, consistent pattern. She was completely dead to the world, exhausted from the long flight and secure in the belief that she had successfully reasserted her dominance over my space, my home, and my life. Slowly, with an agonizingly deliberate precision, I slid the heavy down cover off my legs. The mattress barely rustled. I stood up from the edge of the bed, my bare feet sinking into the plush dark carpet. The sight of her emerald silk nightgown draped over my furniture made my stomach twist with a sharp, burning resentment. I grabbed my robe from the armchair, slipping my arms through the sleeves without tieing it, leaving the white fabric hanging completely open over my chest. I turned the brass

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