Page 10 of Bound By You

Sofia walks in, bringing me out of my head, and I smile at her. She smiles back and sits beside me, touching her son's head.

"How are you doing, Al?" she questions, and I lean over, kissing her cheek. She asks me every day, even though I wish she wouldn't, but I love her for it anyway. She's not just my sister-in-law, she's also my best friend, much to Damian's dismay.

"I'm fine,Mladshaya Sestra," I state, and she chuckles.

"You're a bad liar, Al, but I'll let you off today. Want to hear some good news?" I know she's struggling without her friend, too. I lean closer, hoping and praying it's something I can use on Damian.

"I'm pregnant."

My eyes widen in shock, and then I grin the biggest fucking grin. I wrap my arm around her shoulders and squeeze her tight, kissing the top of her head.

"That's fucking awesome, Sof. I'm fucking happy for you." She grins at me as Damian walks in; his face is angry, and I furrow my brows, but it changes as soon as he sees me with my arm wrapped around his wife. He grins.

"She told you about my magic sperm?"

Sofia rolls her eyes, and I chuckle.

"Absolutely no living with him now, Al," she states, then goes to take my nephew, and I pout, making her chuckle. "Come on, my boy, let's leavedyadyaand yourpapochkato whatever man talk they're about to have," she coos at Maksim, taking him up the stairs, where Mila quickly follows with food. I chuckle again while my brother has a loving look on his face.

"What's up, baby brother? You looked pissed when you walked in," I state, and he clears his throat, taking a seat next to me.

"We're both fucking idiots when it comes to phones, aren't we big brother?" I furrow my brows, confused. What is he talking about?

"Have any luck finding Phoebe yet?" he asks out of nowhere, and I growl, not wanting to talk about the fucking bitch. According to Selene, she had already lost her virginity and was sleeping with two of her guards, and that's how she escaped. Basil and I have personally questioned and interrogated all of them, and none of them knew what we were asking about. We killed three who we thought were involved in her escape because no one is that fucking lucky, and when I do find her, she's going to fucking wish she’d never met me.

"No, both Basil and I have looked all across Europe because, according to Selene, that's where she would go. Greece is out of the question because it's the first place we'd look."

He nods and clasps his hands together while leaning his arms on his knees. He hangs his head a little before taking a deep breath, and I still. He only does this when he has something important to tell me that he knows I won't like, which explains why he didn't argue with Sofia taking the kids upstairs when he's just gotten in from the office.

"Spit it out, brother, we haven't got all day. Mila's show starts in a few hours, so tell me what you want, and we'll figure it out." He nods once and looks at me, his eyes assessing me.

"What did you do last night?" he questions, and my brows shoot up. That is not what I thought he was going to say.

"You mean the night that was supposed to start my honeymoon?" I say sarcastically, and he nods once. I tilt my head to the side, assessing him, and answer, "I had a threesome with two of the strippers at the club. Why?"

He looks at me and asks, "Have you had threesomes with anyone else or just the strippers?" I furrow my brows in confusion. Why the fuck is he asking me these questions? "Just humor me, please, brother."

I nod. "With Mindy and Selene, twice a month for years, why?"

He clears his throat. "Does anyone know about your meet-ups with them?"

I lift my brows now in surprise. "No, brother, just the three of us, and now you? Why? What's going on?" I'm getting agitated, and he swallows hard before sighing deeply.

"One of them has betrayed you, brother. Probably both of them were in on it together, I don't know. But you were betrayed."

I go to open my mouth to ask him what the fuck he means when he lifts his hand to silence me, and I grind my teeth. He knows I hate it when he does that shit.

He gets his phone out of his pocket.

"A few of our business associates have called the last couple of days, complaining about their emails going unanswered. When I spoke to them personally, they were still using my old email address, the one where I'd talk to women about our plans. As you know, I got rid of it out of respect for Sofia, but for somereason, my assistant didn't realize she never discontinued the account or sent out my new email address to some people.

I personally went through all the old emails myself, when I came across one from five months ago.” He takes a deep breath; the look in his eyes tells me I'm about to explode, and I brace myself.

"It was from Phoebe."

My breath stops, and a lump forms in my throat.

"She sent me a live link she’d saved, and in the subject box, she wrote, 'contract void.'" He looks at me like I'm an active bomb in my hands, and I feel like I am one. Once I finally find my voice, I ask coldly, "What was the link?"