All Chapters of Bound To The Ruthless CEO : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

EVERETTWhen work was finally over, I packed my bag and exited the building, exhausted after another long day with a CFO who requested tea every two hours. My feet hurt from wearing these heels, and I was beginning to think I might have blisters. Sebastian Kessler was a nightmare to work for, but I couldn't afford to complain. I needed this job, and losing it would mean losing the little stability I had managed to build for myself.When I arrived home, the atmosphere felt tense. Dad was sitting at the kitchen table with his hands covering his face. He didn't look drunk today, which surprised me. For the first time in a long time, I had a sober father waiting at home, but something about his silence made me uneasy. I couldn't shake the feeling that something terrible had happened."Afternoon, Father," I greeted him, dropping my bag onto the sofa before walking over to take a seat beside him. I removed my aching heels and looked at him expectantly, remembering that he had said he wanted

EVERETTThe feeling of numbness and worthlessness had always been familiar to me. I had spent most of my life feeling like I didn't belong anywhere, as though good things simply weren't meant to find me. Maybe that was one of the reasons I never had any real friends. I remembered being teased about my freckles during secondary school. People always looked at me as the girl with the messed-up parents. My neighbour had once brought social workers to our home. In her defence, she had been trying to help me find a better home with parents who could actually take care of me.Sometimes I wondered what my life would have been like if I had grown up with parents who loved me and were present for everything I did. They could have attended my ballet classes in fourth grade or my netball games during seventh grade, but they never were. Instead, they fought almost every day because my father brought girls home, refused to find a job, and spent all the grocery money on alcohol. Looking back, I bel

EVERETTMy hands were shaking, and tears threatened to spill from my eyes. Time seemed to have stopped around us. Silence filled the church hall as everyone waited for one of us to speak, while I stood in my white wedding dress feeling like a fool."Father, deal with this."Sebastian's calm voice cut through the silence. His right eye kept twitching, the only sign that the interruption had unsettled him. Amber stood several feet away, surrounded by men dressed in black. She looked furious, but there was something desperate in her expression too."No, Mr. Kessler. You can't do that. You know what I'm telling you is the truth. Sebastian belongs to me."She spoke loudly enough for everyone to hear. My ears rang, and I struggled to understand how my wedding had turned into this.Sebastian couldn't give me what I wanted, and I couldn't give him what he wanted either."Is this true? Are you married?" I finally managed to ask.His attention shifted toward me. His grey eyes softened for a bri

EverettHis bedroom lacked life. It was just hollow, with everything decorated in black and grey. Even his bedsheets were black, while the walls were painted in different shades of grey. Despite its cold appearance, it was a beautiful and enormous bedroom. It had an adjoining bathroom and a walk-in closet that was probably bigger than our entire house. Everything looked expensive, perfectly arranged and unnecessarily organised. It suited him perfectly, a man who seemed to have no room for warmth or unnecessary emotions."Your side is the left," Sebastian said from behind me, already unbuttoning his shirt. "And take off that dress. My staff will burn it."My eyes went over my mother's wedding dress. It was a little dirty now, but I wasn't going to allow him to do that. "No," I said, making him stop whatever he was doing."No? I wasn't asking you a question. The wedding is over, and you can get rid of that ugly dress." My stomach tightened. How could someone be so insensitive?"I said n

SebastianShe was wearing a red dress. Luna always wore red. I almost lost myself because of that damn colour, because of how her blue eyes used to shine whenever she looked at me. For a moment, I had imagined wrapping her blonde hair around my fists and pulling her closer, forgetting everything else. That was until she ruined the moment by asking about Luna. One question was all it took to bring back memories I had spent years trying to bury.My problems seemed to be increasing this month. It had been months since I had been with a woman, and Amber was beginning to piss me off. I had never promised to marry her, yet she had taken the role of becoming my submissive very seriously. She had convinced herself that whatever we shared meant something more, and now her ridiculous expectations were creating problems for me and my new marriage. I had warned her countless times that I wasn't interested in anything serious, but she refused to listen. Amber was becoming a headache I didn't need,