[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-bl-bound-to-my-enemy-the-billionaire-who-took-my":3,"chapter-bl-bound-to-my-enemy-the-billionaire-who-took-my-bl-bound-to-my-enemy-the-billionaire-who-took-my-chapter-4":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","[BL] Bound to My Enemy: The Billionaire Who Took My Girl",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1735619,2219,"Chapter 4: Victory","bl-bound-to-my-enemy-the-billionaire-who-took-my-chapter-4",4,"\u003Cp>There was a split second, just one, where I felt victorious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like I’d done something. Like I’d made a dent in his perfect life. Lila had said I lacked drive, danger and so on but I just punched the guy she left me for. If that wasn’t drive or the reckless edge she was looking for I don’t know what is.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I just made her eat her words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, that split second ended when he straightened, rubbed his jaw once, and looked down at the cigar now lying sadly on the ground like a fallen soldier.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he looked at me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No expression. No pain. No real reaction at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just a look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One that sent a cold jolt down my spine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He reached into his inner pocket, pulled out another cigar like the one I’d knocked away meant nothing, and lit it with calm, practiced hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like I hadn’t just punched him in the face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like I didn’t even exist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You reek of desperation,\" he said, exhaling smoke through his nose like a damn dragon. \"Is this the part where you cry on my shoes?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My jaw clenched.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You don’t deserve her,\" I snapped, taking a shaky step forward, half-sure I was going to fall. \"You think just because you’ve got the face and the money and the, the aura or whatever, you get to treat people like trash?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I didn’t take anything,\" he replied coolly. \"I don’t know who you’re talking about but if she came to me, then she did. Willingly. Happily. Loudly, if I remember right.\" The same infuriating smirk returned with the last sentence before exhaling smoke like a goddamn exhaust pipe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh, fuck him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That’s not, she was mine!\" I shouted, my voice bouncing off the alley walls. \"We were happy! She was supposed to be, I was going to propose, you asshole!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And now you’re here,\" he said, lips curling into an infuriating smirk. \"Drunk. Sloppy. Crying about a girl who left you for a better option.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Better. Better?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My hands curled into fists.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m not crying.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No,\" he said, eyes flicking down at me like I was chewed gum under his shoe. \"You’re embarrassing yourself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I didn’t think.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I just swung again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this time, he caught me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mid-air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His hand wrapped around my wrist like a steel cuff, tight and unrelenting. I tried to pull back, but he didn’t budge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t even flinch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His grip tightened just a little, enough to make my chest heave. Enough to remind me I was in way over my head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And he stepped closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not rushed. Not angry. Just slow. Measured. Like a man fully aware of how much he scared people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Try that again,\" he said, voice low and sharp, \"and I’ll break more than your pride.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His breath smelled like smoke and spice and something expensive I couldn’t name. His face was so close now I could see the flecks of blue in his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It should’ve scared me. It should’ve made me run. But all I could think was, God, he really was prettier up close. And that pissed me off even more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let me go,\" I snapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His grip didn’t loosen. Not even a little.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I said, let me go. You piece of shit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t respond. He just looked at me, that same bored, sharp gaze, and then turned on his heel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And dragged me with him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Literally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stumbled after him like some damn handbag, trying to yank my wrist free, but his hand was ironclad. People stared as we re-entered the club, eyes flicking over us as the music swallowed us whole again. I could feel the bass pounding in my ribs, but it was nothing compared to how loud my heartbeat had gotten.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What the hell are you doing?\" I hissed, half-walking, half-tripping behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t even glance back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Up the stairs we went. Past the velvet ropes. Past the crowd. Past a bouncer who gave him a nod and a quiet \"Mr. Wolfe.\" Oh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh no.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course he had a name like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And of course the VIP area had leather couches and moody lighting and air that smelled like wealth and exclusivity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the top of the stairs, he slowed. There was a woman waiting, the same one he’d been talking to earlier. Beautiful. Dressed in a silk dress that looked like it cost more than my entire wardrobe. She gave him a coy smile and handed him a keycard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes flicked to me. Then lingered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her smile wavered into something curious. Then a smirk. Like she’d just realized something. Like she knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I immediately looked away, face burning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone shoot me. Please.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The bastard didn’t say anything to her. He just took the card and resumed walking. Dragging me behind like a misbehaving pet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>We stopped at a sleek black door at the end of the hallway. He swiped the keycard, pushed it open, then finally let go of my wrist just long enough to shove me inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I stumbled in. The door clicked shut behind me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Locked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My heart dropped. Was I about to be murdered? Abused? Was I about to be the headline of the news tomorrow. ’Useless man found dead on the street by a nightclub.’ No. No.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room was dim, glowing with soft, ambient light and the low hum of bass still muffled through the walls. Luxurious. Intimate. Too intimate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I spun around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was standing by the door, fingers still on the lock, cigar back in hand. That smile on his face, cruel, quiet, confident. Like a cat who’d just trapped something small and wounded in a box.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My stomach twisted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What the hell is this?\" I snapped, backing up a step.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mr. Handsome exhaled a slow stream of smoke, the corner of his mouth twitching upward like this was all some twisted joke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You wanted my attention,\" he said smoothly. \"Now you have it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are you gonna do to me?\" I asked, voice thin, heart hammering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That slow, devilish, unholy smile. The kind of smile that made you feel like sin was breathing down your neck.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well,\" he said, stepping away from the door, his tone almost playful, \"that depends on what you’re hungry for.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My whole body tensed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was coming closer, smoke curling from his lips, steps lazy and confident, like he already knew how this would end.\u003C\u002Fp>",1071,"2026-06-06T16:23:43.175Z",1,"novelbin.me","c3ae0f33ab55342eb77201ee1ffc613bebd50c87d0cd061021c53f66185bda75","bl-bound-to-my-enemy-the-billionaire-who-took-my-chapter-182","bl-bound-to-my-enemy-the-billionaire-who-took-my-chapter-181",307,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbl-bound-to-my-enemy-the-billionaire-who-took-my-cover.jpg"]