Lahat ng Kabanata ng BOUND TO THE BILLIONAIRE CAPTAIN: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 9

"Are you planning on staring all night, or are you going to hand me a towel?"My hands went completely numb. The wooden mop stick slipped right out of my sweaty grip and smacked against the wet tile with a loud clack. Loud af. It echoed forever in the massive, empty bathroom.My brain just... stopped working. Short circuited entirely.Through the thick steam of the Briar University VIP hydrotherapy room, a man was casually leaning against the glass shower wall. He was completely, undeniably naked.Water dripped from his dark messy hair, running down a chest that looked like it belonged in some stupid fitness magazine, sliding over a ridiculously flat stomach, and kept going down to…I ripped my eyes away, staring aggressively at the ceiling tiles. My face scorched so hot I swore my skin was melting off my skull.Carter Graham. The untouchable captain of the hockey team. The guy who basically owned this campus and treated everyone on it like his personal background extras."I... wro

The Briar University conservatory hall was literally the only place on this entire campus where I didn't feel like I was drowning.Normally my life is a chaotic blur of dodging debt collectors, scrubbing toilets, and pouring cheap coffee for ungrateful college kids. But on Friday nights... for exactly two hours... I got to pretend I was someone else. Someone who actually belonged here.I was standing under the warm stage lights, wearing a rented black velvet dress that was definitely two sizes too small and itchy as hell. But the acoustics in the hall were absolute perfection. I was halfway through an Italian classical aria, letting the music completely take over my brain. It was my safe zone. The one place where my bank account balance didn't matter. The one place where my deadbeat stepmom and my mountain of tuition debt didn't exist.I closed my eyes, hitting a high note that echoed beautifully off the domed ceiling. It felt amazing. For a second I actually felt powerful.Then I

So, I am officially going to be living in a wet cardboard box by 9:00 AM tomorrow. Like, genuinely.I dumped my heavy tote bag onto our worn out coffee table and collapsed onto the sagging green sofa, staring blankly up at the water stained ceiling. My feet were literally throbbing inside my cheap sneakers, and my chest felt like it was trapped in a hydraulic press. Everything sucked. My life was basically a giant joke right now.Allie walked out of the tiny kitchen, clutching a half empty bag of cool ranch Doritos. She took one look at my face, stopped dead in her tracks, and just sighed loudly."Okay, spill," she said, tossing a chip into her mouth and chewing loudly. "What happened with the landlord?""My rent check bounced," I mumbled, pressing the palms of my hands against my burning eyes until I saw stars. "NSF. Non sufficient funds. Old man Jenkins called me during my shift and told me if I do not have twelve hundred bucks in his greasy hands by tomorrow morning, he is ch

The ringing stopped, but the absolute dead silence that followed was somehow ten times louder. I just stood there, staring at Carter. My brain was actively refusing to process the words that had just come out of his mouth. *He wants to meet my new fiancée tomorrow night.* My stomach completely dropped out of my body, leaving behind a cold, hollow cavern. "Tomorrow?" I choked out, my voice cracking like a puberty-stricken teenager. "Like... as in, twenty-four hours from now tomorrow?" "Less," Carter muttered, tossing the dark screen of his phone onto the glass coffee table. It landed with a heavy smack. "Dinner is at seven." I stared at his phone, then up at his face. The cocky, arrogant hockey captain from five minutes ago was completely gone. His jaw was clenched so tight the muscle fluttered wildly, and he was running a heavy hand through his damp hair, tugging at the roots like he wanted to rip them out. I literally felt the blood drain from my face. "Carter, I am a d

Two hundred people. That is exactly how many students were sitting in this damn lecture hall... and every single one of them had their eyes glued to me.I stood there frozen at the top of the stairs, gripping the strap of my backpack so hard my knuckles were turning white. Down at the bottom of the steps stood Carter. He looked ridiculous... or insanely hot depending on who you asked... standing there holding a bouquet of red roses so massive it looked like he ripped an entire bush out of the ground.​But the real problem wasn’t just the two hundred pairs of eyes. The real problem was Justin. He was standing right beside me, close enough that I could feel the heat radiating off his arm. I could hear his breathing hitch the second Carter stepped into the room.​I forced myself to take a step down. Then another. Every single girl in the room was leaning over their desks, whispering behind their hands, while the guys were just smirking like this was some kind of reality TV show. C