Bound to Him—Chapter One[Vaughn&Natasha]
BOUND TO HIM Natasha A part of me always knew I was meant to be imprisoned, maybe even killed, in the name of my father’s treacherous deeds. What I didn’t know was that it would be by his hands. Vaughn. The name I had been dreaming about for the past month. The name I had been falling for. And the name that shattered my reality just a week ago. I had gone home after five years for a short visit—to see Dante, my childhood friend, my protector, my only constant. Our fathers built an empire together, ruling the underworld of Malaysia, and yet Dante was nothing like mine. He had the cruelty of a firstborn mafia heir, but he wielded his power with precision, never blind rage. He avoided violence when he could—but that didn’t mean he wasn’t capable of it. I had seen him burn a man alive when I was nineteen. He was twenty-three. Dante had always been built for this dynasty—broad shoulders, a body inked with the symbol of our families, and jet-black eyes that carried the weight of a futu...