[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-bound-to-my-enemy":3,"chapter-bound-to-my-enemy-bound-to-my-enemy-chapter-87":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},1600025,2067,"Chapter 87.","bound-to-my-enemy-chapter-87",87,"\u003Cp>\"Shut up!!! Shut the fuck up!.\"I scream. My voice cracking loud enough that it echoes. \"You ruined it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a second, his expression shifts from Confusion, then anger again, deeper this time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You ruined my only chance,\" I spit, tears burning my eyes now. \"My only chance to make it right. To take something back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His brows knit together. \"What are you talking about?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I point toward the empty space behind him. \"Bring him back, bring him back right now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stares at me like I’ve lost my mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re not touching him,\" Zane says flatly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I didn’t ask for your permission,\" I scream. \"I asked you to bring him back!.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room feels like it’s spinning. I can barely breathe.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I needed that,\" I say, my voice breaking. \"You don’t understand what you took from me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something in my face must change, because his expression hardens in a different way.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’m not letting you do whatever you wanted to do herr,\" he says.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You don’t get to decide what happens to me,\" I snap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That’s when he moves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before I can react, he bends, hooks an arm around my legs, and lifts me clean off the ground. My stomach lurches as I’m thrown over his shoulder like I weigh nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Put me the fuck down,\" I scream, pounding my fists against his back. \"Put me down right now.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He doesn’t even flinch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I hit him again and again. My blows land uselessly against his shoulders, his spine, my nails scraping fabric.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You can’t do this,\" I sob. \"You don’t own me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pushes through the crowd, people scrambling out of the way, muttering, staring. Som someone whistles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I hate them all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I slam my fists harder, rage and grief pouring out of me. \"You took my revenge. You took it from me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His grip tightens around my legs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stay still,\" he growls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cold air hits my face as we burst out of the club doors. The noise cuts off abruptly, replaced by night sounds and distant traffic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I keep hitting him until my arms ache, until my throat is raw from screaming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He doesn’t stop, doesn’t slow, doesn’t let me go either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And somewhere between the doors and the pavement, the truth settles heavy in my chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whatever I came here to do, whatever I thought I could control, it’s gone now\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He shoves me into the back seat like I’m nothing more than cargo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I land hard, shoulder knocking against the door, the impact rattling my teeth. The door slams shut right after. The sound echoing inside my skull.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I look up and I find Aaron is already in the driver’s seat. His hands are tight on the steering wheel, he doesn’t look back and doesn’t say a word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zane climbs in beside me, the car dipping slightly under his weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I curl in on myself and turn toward the window, folding my arms tight across my chest. My jaw aches from how hard I’m clenching it. I don’t want to look at him. If I do, I might actually break.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The car pulls away from the curb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a few seconds, there’s only the sound of the engine and my breathing, uneven and loud in my own ears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What were you doing in that club today?\" Zane asks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice is controlled. The kind that means he’s barely holding it together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I don’t answer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My eyes stay fixed on the dark blur of the city passing by. Neon lights streak across the glass. I focus on them because if I don’t, I’ll start shaking again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Elaine.\" He says my name this time. Sharper. \"What were you doing there? I’ll ask you one last time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nothing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The silence that follows is heavy. I can feel him looking at me, like pressure against my skin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I asked you a question!!\" he says, louder now. \"Answer me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Something snaps in me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I turn so fast my neck hurts. The anger that’s been sitting in my chest all night finally breaks loose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t raise your voice at me!!\" I scream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sound surprises even me. It tears out of my throat raw and ugly. Aaron’s shoulders tense in the front seat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zane’s eyes darken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I said answer me,\" he bites back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My hands are shaking now. My whole body is buzzing, like I’m about to come apart at the seams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You want to know what I was doing?\" I shout, leaning toward him. My face is inches from his. I don’t care anymore. \"You really want to know?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He doesn’t flinch. \"Yes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I was there to kill him,\" I scream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The word finally comes out broken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zane stares at me, stunned for half a second before fury crashes back over his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don’t say things like that,\" he snaps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I mean it,\" I yell back. Tears blur my vision but I don’t stop. I can’t. \"I had it planned. I had him alone. I was ready.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His jaw tightens. \"You’re not a killer.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You don’t get to decide that,\" I scream. \"You don’t get to decide anything about me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aaron clears his throat quietly from the front, uncomfortable, but neither of us acknowledges him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zane leans closer, his voice low and dangerous. \"You were going to destroy your life.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I laugh, sharp and hysterical. \"What life?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ve been dying slowly while everyone pretends not to see it,\" I continue, words pouring out now, unstoppable. \"I wake up sick and go to sleep so exhausted. I count my days whether I want to or not. And that man gets to walk around breathing like he didn’t ruin everything for me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>My chest heaves. I wipe at my face angrily, smearing tears away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You dragged me out like I was a child throwing a tantrum,\" I spit. \"You disrupted my plan. The one thing I needed to do for myself.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zane runs a hand through his hair, pacing energy trapped in a seated body. \"That wasn’t revenge. That was suicide.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Maybe but I don’t care,\" I shoot back.\u003C\u002Fp>",1006,"2026-06-06T09:39:37.420Z",1,"novelbin.me","aa016277535b76b6c11776aa000ed6a6abd2194280df41f42f99b86a4d0485b0","bound-to-my-enemy-chapter-88","bound-to-my-enemy-chapter-86",266,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbound-to-my-enemy-cover.jpg"]