Bound By The Billionaire Star's Lies

utes, her mouth moving on autopilot, her hands gesturing at slides she hadn't reviewed. She said "synergy" seven times. She made a joke about bann

ingers closed around her keys without trembling, the way her heels

earching, but Alena had learned from the best how to perform normalcy. Sh

nd the smell of concrete. Alena's was in section C4, the same spot for three years. She unlo

le

rgencies" that she'd never defined. The SIM card was prepaid, unregistered, the kind o

, each one asking her to hold, please hold, and then his voice, f

ment of fact, like her name was

humb hovering over the red circle on

of breath, the exhale that carried across th

by the third. "Five years, and you accuse me of leaking your location? You des

the same tone he'd used when she burned dinner or cried

y leak. Saying we ended things-" She stopped, swallowed, force

d he made in bed when she said something naive.

es

if I

PD. I file a rep

so restrictive you can't legally confirm we ever met? That your apartment is in a trust I control, your

recording app showed seventeen seconds el

whisper that filled her ear like poison. "The IP address

's a

rs. "You're not the only one who can record conversations, sweetheart. I have eighteen months of your late-night calls, your je

lion," Al

proud, saying, "When they take the love, you take the money. Don't you dare walk away with nothing but memo

st foreign. "Transfer it to an account I specify. I'll sign what

breathing, could picture him in whatever office or trailer or penthouse

l performance. The sound of genuine delight, of a predat

e said. "Finally.

hat a

u don't get a statement. You don't get to pretend this was a transaction, Alena. You don't ge

ne wen

ur seconds of silence that proved nothing. She saved the file, he

ed. Network connection f

o, dropped to zero. The Bluetooth icon, which she'd disab

ough to make her jump, then a voice, process

hite Land Rover. Lic

ncrete pillars, the distant hum of the elevator. She look

the vehicle

fore her mind could catch up. The door opened, her foot found the concret

inst rough concrete, her bag spilling open. Lipstick. Keys. The

ground like a specimen on a slide. She raised one arm, shielding her eyes,

ade stopped one me