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Bound By Desire

Bound By Desire

Precie Ben

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When billionaire heir Damon Knight is forced into an arranged marriage to secure a business merger, he expects a compliant, gold-digging bride. What he doesn't anticipate is his match, Elena Castellano-a fiercely independent artist who has no interest in his wealth or his world. Bound by duty but divided by pride, Damon and Elena embark on a marriage neither of them wants but can't escape. As their lives intertwine, passion ignites, revealing secrets that could shatter everything. In a world driven by power and betrayal, will their love grow strong enough to defy the odds, or will it crumble under the weight of their lies and pasts?

Chapter 1 1

The heavy oak doors of Knight Enterprises' boardroom swung open with a low creak. Damon Knight, dressed in a perfectly tailored suit, stepped inside, his polished shoes clicking against the marble floor. The room was already buzzing with tension, the kind that came from desperate negotiations and unspoken demands. His father, Gregory Knight, stood at the head of the table, his face a mask of authority and impatience. Opposite him sat Arturo Castellano, his thick fingers drumming rhythmically on the mahogany table.

Damon took his place beside his father, sparing a brief glance at the documents spread across the table. "Why the urgency?" His voice was calm but edged with steel.

Gregory adjusted his tie, a sure sign he was about to say something Damon wouldn't like. "Arturo and I have come to a solution to secure the merger. It's the only way to stabilize our position against Velcor Industries."

The name Velcor sent a flicker of irritation through Damon's mind. Their rival's aggressive strategies had pushed Knight Enterprises to the brink of vulnerability, a position he despised. He folded his arms, his sharp gaze moving from his father to Arturo. "And this solution involves me, I presume?"

Arturo leaned forward, his booming voice filling the room. "My daughter, Elena. She'll marry you. With our families united, the merger will be seamless. Velcor won't stand a chance."

The air seemed to still for a moment. Damon's jaw tightened, his calm exterior threatening to crack. He didn't need to ask if Elena had agreed; the answer was irrelevant to these men. Women in their world were often treated as chess pieces, moved for advantage.

"I'm not interested," Damon said, his voice flat.

Gregory's hand slammed against the table, drawing startled glances from the few executives still lingering in the room. "This is bigger than you, Damon. Do you think I built this empire for you to dismantle it with your arrogance? This isn't a request."

The words landed like a blow, but Damon held his ground. "What happens when your perfect plan fails? You think a marriage contract will stop Velcor from targeting us?"

Arturo's chuckle rumbled through the room. "You underestimate the power of loyalty, Damon. With our families combined, Velcor won't dare touch us. And Elena... she's not the kind of woman who will sit quietly in the corner. She has her own strengths."

"Strengths that don't interest me," Damon shot back.

"Enough!" Gregory's voice cut through the rising tension. "You'll meet her. That's all I ask. If you're still opposed after one meeting, we'll reconsider."

Damon didn't believe that for a second. Gregory Knight wasn't a man who reconsidered anything.

Elena Castellano stared at the invitation in her hand, the elegant script almost mocking in its perfection. A private dinner with the Knights, scheduled like a business meeting. She tossed the card onto her cluttered studio table, where it landed amidst paint-streaked brushes and half-finished canvases.

Her mother's voice echoed from the doorway. "You can't avoid this forever, Elena. Your father's worked hard to arrange this meeting."

Elena turned, her paint-smeared hands on her hips. "Worked hard? You mean he sold me off like a piece of property to save his business."

Maria Castellano stepped into the room, her carefully styled hair and pearls a sharp contrast to the chaos of Elena's studio. "You're exaggerating. This is a partnership, not a sacrifice. Damon Knight is a suitable match."

Elena laughed, the sound bitter. "A suitable match for whom? Certainly not for me. I don't care how much money or power he has. I don't want this."

"You'll change your mind once you meet him. He's handsome, successful-"

"And cold as ice," Elena interrupted. "I've read enough about him to know he's nothing more than a corporate shark."

Maria sighed, her polished composure slipping for a moment. "This isn't just about you, Elena. It's about our family. The gallery, the legacy your father has built... it's all at stake."

Elena turned back to her canvas, her brush moving in sharp, frustrated strokes. "Maybe it's time to let it go. Maybe it's time for all of us to stop pretending this world is worth sacrificing everything for."

Her mother didn't respond immediately. When she finally spoke, her voice was softer. "Just meet him. For me. For your father. That's all I ask."

Elena didn't look up, but her brush stilled. She knew her mother wouldn't leave until she agreed. "Fine. One meeting. But don't expect miracles."

The restaurant Gregory had chosen was one of the city's most exclusive, its private dining room filled with an understated opulence that screamed wealth without effort. Damon arrived early, his irritation barely concealed behind a mask of indifference. He hated these orchestrated encounters, the false smiles and underlying agendas.

The door opened, and he turned to see her. Elena Castellano.

She wasn't what he expected. Instead of the polished, demure woman he'd imagined, she was vibrant and unapologetic, her dark hair framing a face that held both beauty and defiance. Her dress was elegant but understated, a clear signal she wasn't here to impress anyone.

"Damon Knight, I presume," she said, her voice smooth but edged with sarcasm.

He stood, extending a hand. "And you must be Elena. Shall we?"

They took their seats, the tension between them palpable. Elena met his gaze without flinching, her eyes sharp and assessing.

"So," she began, leaning back in her chair, "you're the man I'm supposed to marry to save our families. How romantic."

Damon's lips twitched in what could have been a smile. "And you're the woman I'm supposed to marry to salvage my father's empire. Equally romantic."

For a moment, neither spoke, the weight of their shared predicament settling between them.

"I'm not sure what they told you," Elena said finally, "but I'm not interested in being anyone's trophy wife. I have my own life, my own goals."

Damon tilted his head slightly, intrigued despite himself. "And yet you're here."

"Because I was forced," she shot back.

"Join the club," Damon replied, his tone dry.

The waiter appeared, interrupting their verbal sparring to take their orders. When he left, Damon leaned forward, his expression serious. "Let's get one thing straight. I'm not here to play games. If we do this, it's a business arrangement. Nothing more."

Elena's jaw tightened, but she nodded. "Fine by me. But don't expect me to fall in line with your corporate world. I'm not changing who I am for anyone."

"Good," Damon said. "Then we have an understanding."

Their gazes locked, a silent challenge passing between them. Neither realized it, but the battle lines had already been drawn.

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