[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-bound-to-my-enemy":3,"chapter-bound-to-my-enemy-bound-to-my-enemy-chapter-139":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Bound to my Enemy",{"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},1600077,2067,"Chapter 139.","bound-to-my-enemy-chapter-139",139,"\u003Cp>I turn toward the door before he can say anything else. My head feels like it’s spinning trying to make sense of everything.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Any of my brothers funding an attack. Zane’s sister dying because of it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>None of it makes sense.... Not a single piece.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I reach the door and pull it open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind me, Zane’s voice cuts through the room one last time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re not going to like what you find.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don’t turn around because if I do, I might actually start doubting myself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And right now that’s the one thing I absolutely cannot afford.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"My brother didn’t kill your sister,\" I say over my shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then I walk out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door slamming shut behind me, echoing down the hallway while my mind keeps replaying the same impossible thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They w wouldn’t ever do something like that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Would they?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>———\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I wake up before my alarm... and for a few seconds I just lie still, staring at the ceiling. The room is quiet, the early morning light barely creeping through the curtains. Everything feels too calm for how loud my head is.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I push the blanket off and sit up quickly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No. I’m not lying here replaying that conversation all morning, I whisper to myself as i swing my legs off the bed and stand, running a hand through my hair as I walk toward the bathroo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cold water hits my face in the sink and I grip the edges of the marble counter, breathing out slowly. I glare at my reflection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stop it,\" I mutter to myself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The girl staring back at me looks just as stubborn as I feel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Good. I straighten up, today I’m getting answers. One way or another.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I brush my teeth quickly, tie my hair back, and head back into the bedroom to get dressed. I don’t spend long thinking about it. Just something simple...black jeans, a loose long-sleeve shirt, sneakers. Something practical\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If I’m going to face my brothers about something like this, I’d rather not look like I just rolled out of bed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once I’m done, I take one last glance around the room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zane’s side of the bed is empty but sheets are slightly wrinkled though so it means he slept here. I remember feeling the mattress dip sometime in the middle of the night. I didn’t open my eyes then, but I knew it was him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don’t know when he left.... Probably early, that has become like his style.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I shake the thought off and head for the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The hallway outside is quiet. One of the guards nods when I pass him. I nod back, trying not to think about the fact that they’re technically here to make sure I don’t just walk out whenever I want. Not that it matters, I’m leaving the house today anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The smell of coffee drifts down the hall as I reach the stairs and my stomach growls slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Okay..... maybe I’ll have breakfast first. Then the confrontation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I head toward the dining room, already running through how I’m going to approach the conversation with my brothers. Accusation? Question? Casual \"hey did you fund a murder attempt on my husband\"?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yeah.... Dtill working on that part.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I push the dining room door open and im immediately stop when I spot aaron sitting at the table. He’s already dressed in his usual black tactical clothes, leaning back slightly in his chair like he’s been waiting for a while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he’s not alone today, there’s another man is sitting across from him. He’s a little bigger than Aaron. Broad shoulders, dark hair, a trimmed beard that makes him look like he belongs on the cover of some \"dangerous men with guns\" magazine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both of them look up when I walk in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Morning.\" Aaron greets mw first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I blink at them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Morning.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My eyes move between them then focus on Aaron.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why do you look like you’re about to go to war?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aaron’s mouth twitches slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Preparation.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For what?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He gestures toward the chair across from him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That immediately makes me suspicious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re being weird.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I narrow my eyes but walk over anyway, pulling out the chair and dropping into it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Martha appears from the kitchen a second later like she’s been expecting me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good morning, dear,\" she says warmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Morning.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She places a plate in front of me...eggs, toast, fruit.....and sets a cup of coffee beside it. God bless hrr for the coffee.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Normally I’d take my time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today? Not happening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I grab the fork almost immediately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Okay,\" I say between bites. \"What’s going on?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aaron leans his elbows on the table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zane gave instructions this morning.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My fork pauses halfway to my mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Instructions.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My eyes narrow slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What kind of instructions.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aaron glances briefly at the man beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is Marcus,\" he says. \"He’s part of the security team.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Marcus gives me a short nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ma’am.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I nod back slowly, still confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hi... Marcus.\" Marcus.... Marcus I rethink the name in my head wondering how he looks so familiar then it hits me. He’s the man I handed mt sister over to when I first met Zane at the club.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mhm.... I turn my attention back at Aaron.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You didn’t answer my question.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aaron exhales quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zane told me to take you to your brothers’ house today.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fork drops from my hand and clatters softly against the plate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aaron doesn’t repeat himself so I just stare at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re joking.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re lying.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m not.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My brain takes a second to catch up\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You mean...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re actually taking me there?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I look between him and Marcus again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And the extra security?\" I ask.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aaron nods toward Marcus.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And two more vehicles behind us.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My mouth falls open slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I lean forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re serious.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zane approved of this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aaron nods once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He gave the order himself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I sit back slowly in my chair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Okay.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That... was not the reaction I expected when I woke up this morning.\u003C\u002Fp>",1006,"2026-06-06T09:39:37.420Z",1,"novelbin.me","1cd41d4077731e264826b9e5f66cefbbb1821a7eba57a75586ad30fab8fddc98","bound-to-my-enemy-chapter-140","bound-to-my-enemy-chapter-138",266,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbound-to-my-enemy-cover.jpg"]