Bound by lies Trapped by Desire novel Chapter 50

Chapter 50

Chapter 50

The server seht after wheeling is the cart and Nikolai closed the door, selling the plates onto the dining table, He probably understood my hesitance as he shook his head. “Belex It’s probably hot my lather,”

esaid it insually–light, even. But it landed heavy stared down at the table, al the picture–perfect stack of snulé pancakes, powdered sugar dusted actess the top like snow, with Blackberries and raspberries tucked into the folds. A green onion and mushroom omelette sat on the side, still steaming Even the coffee was moactly right, an Americano, dark and smooth, no cream, no sugar. Exactly how I took it.

Nodok me.

My throat went dry.

It wasn’t his father, It couldn’t be. Nikolai’s father barely looked at me there was no universe in which that man remembered what I liked for breakfast.

she had a sudden habit of spying on me, which, okay, in this family wasn’t off the table, but still. This… this was personal

However when li didn’t move to sit down and eat, Nikolai frowned.

” you don’t want this,” he said easily, “then don’t eat it. We can go out. Let’s just leave, alight?”

My gut chumed. “Will that be alright?”

He didn’t even Birk Just stood, circled the table, and reached down to take my wrist–not hard, just enough to pull me gently to my feet.

“You don’t have to worry about other people when you have me, alright!” he said, close to my ear. “Do whatever you want to do. Don’t worry about

Something unspooled in my chest at that. Not comfort, exactly. But something close

We packed up

Jup quickly. Or rather, Nikolai packed while I stood by the door, still half in my own head. He wheeled the small trolley bag behind him, his free hand brushing my lower back as we walked out of the hotel suite.

The second we stepped into the hallway, I felt it–like stepping into shark tank. My skin prickled, Was I too on edge? Was I thinking too much again?

And then my eyes landed on him.

Phillip

Slick haired, smug exactly like last night, leaning against the wall near the elevators with his phone in hand and a mouth curved into a too–wide smile as he conversed with a female server. My stomach clenched as we walked past him, His gaze flicked up, then slid over me like oil.

Nicla didn’t even glance at him.

ot a licker of recognition.

Just science Stone–cold

I held my breath until the elevator doors slid shit behind us.

By the time we reached the carport, I was sure I’d shaken it off.

Then I saw the cat

stopped making “Is that–T

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Chapter 50

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suth. “Legacy V15. Just dropped last month. Thought you might lik

e way over, Like it wasst a multi milion–dollar piece of art on wheels. With only ten exclusive releases. The ven. Did he think lididn’t know the value of this?

Lika–he’d picked up a couple dosjanis

Eke obscenely expensive?”

ola,” i valj, stummed, “You didn’t have to–I mean, this is insane, Isn’t this, I

coped the trunk open like I’d asked him if the sky was blue. “This much is nothing to me. Think of it as a g

“Aph?” i blinked. “Aph for what?

boked at me over the root of the car Sunlight caught his hair, his eyes shadowed under his brows,

“wedding ph

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me like a punch i hadn’t bad f

words hit me like

swallowed. “Our wedding was a contract and you already helped save my mother’s life. That was the best gift you could give me.”

He paused, then his mouth curved just sightly. “Then let’s say it’s to celebrate a good frien

My bear cropped. Friendship. Right. That’s already great

nooded, lips pressed tight so I wouldn’t say anything dumb. Or honest. I walked over and climbed into the passenger seat as he tucked the trolley bag into the trunk, the id behind the wheel with a careless sort of grace

“We take shits,” he said, buckling in. I drive the first half, you get the second.”

nodded, and the car glided forward with a purr so soft it felt like flying.

The first couple of hours were easy. Smooth roads, barely any traffic. We stopped once at a roadside restaurant–eggs, toast, fresh juice–before getting back in switching seats.

Nikols showed me the controls, but I already knew. I’d been driving since I was seventeen, and luxury cars were still just cars. I couldn’t help remembering our toyota corolla. Which dad had to sell to pay for our debt. I bit my lips but shook those thoughts out of my mind. Not now, Elena.

took the wheel. The engine responded like sik under my hands.

“You’re not scared of speed?” he

“hope”

atar a minute, one brow lifting

Wind screamed past us. The car roared like a beast uncaged and I laughed–loud and real for the first time in days. Nikolai gripped the side handle like he wasn’t sure whether to be improused or terrified.

Five hours into the dihe, it started

Atant ticking sound. Rhythmic Sharp. Not natural

ignored it at first. Thought maybe it was something mechanical–cars made noises sometimes, even new ones

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