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Chapter 32: Truth
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2025-05-11 06:44:07
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His To Own CHAPTER 47: Please?
I stumbled down the stairs, clutching my towel. My head was spinning, and I wasn’t sure if it was from standing up too fast or from the wine. Muttering a curse under my breath at whoever dared disturb me, I reached the door and yanked it open.And froze.Kane stood there in all black. His shirt hung open at the top, three buttons undone. Sleeves rolled up, arms crossed, his whole body screamed calm danger. His face was unreadable, and for a moment I blinked, wondering if I was drunk enough to be seeing things.“Well, if it isn’t his majesty,” I slurred, leaning against the doorframe. “What are you doing here? I thought you were busy.”“What are you doing?” His voice was sharp. “I’ve been at your door for a while. And why are you…” He stopped. His eyes moved down my body and back up again, slow and heavy, like he was peeling me apart layer by layer.When his gaze finally met mine, he frowned. Without another word, he pushed me back gently and stepped inside, shutting the door behind hi
His To Own CHAPTER 46: Letting Lose
The waiting room at M Enterprises felt too quiet, too perfect. The tea the receptionist had offered me was long gone, but the nerves in my stomach remained.I didn’t even have an appointment, but she had kindly let me wait while she informed Kane that I was here. That was over two hours ago.I sat on the edge of the chair, fingers twisting in my lap until they ached. My palms were damp, but I refused to wipe them on my skirt and looked even more nervous. My heart thudded so loud it almost drowned out the soft clicking of the receptionist’s keyboard.I had tried calling him for days now and even called him all morning, but he hadn’t answered. He was probably still angry with me.It had been a week since we last spoke. Tara had stayed with me for two days, and in those two days we had hatched a plan — a messy plan, one I wasn’t ready to follow but had no choice. It was either that, or keep living with an invisible chain around my neck.I smoothed my blouse for the tenth time, though the
His To Own CHAPTER 45: A New Plan
ANYA'S POVI had just finished wiping down the last counter, the sharp-sweet scent of the new candles drifting through the air. The weekend couldn’t come soon enough. Since Liam’s death, I’d told Rose to take a break, so the house had been entirely in my hands, every surface polished, every dish prepared, every corner waiting for Tara’s arrival.She’d called me yesterday, saying she would be flying in from Boston early in the morning and would be staying over for two days before leaving. And I’d gone all out, carefully preparing her favorite dishes, pouring my heart into each one and silently praying she’d love them. But little worries eat at me. Would Tara like the flowers I’d picked up this morning? Was the living room arranged just right, or should I move the long white couch closer to the floor-to-ceiling window so she could enjoy the view of the flower beds outside? And what about the candles—would the vanilla and jasmine scent feel welcoming, or overwhelming?The doorbell rang,
His To Own CHAPTER 44: Old Friends
ANYA’S POVThe smell of frying eggs filled the kitchen, mixing with the soft crackle of the pan. I shuffled around the counter in my slippers, flipping bread in the toaster while muttering every insult I could think of under my breath.Kane was still upstairs, probably taking his sweet time in the shower like he owned the place.I still couldn’t believe I was making him breakfast. After I took care of him, let him sleep in my bed, use my bathroom… and now this ungrateful man? The nerve.I stabbed at the eggs a little harder than necessary, the spatula scraping against the pan.“Idiot,” I mumbled. “Arrogant, overconfident, shirtless disaster.”The coffee machine beeped, steam curling into the air. I poured two mugs, setting them on the table beside plates of eggs and toast. I stared at the coffee, fighting the urge to ‘accidentally’ spit in his — or maybe just splash a little on his lap when he comes. Nothing serious.The thought made me smirk.But no. I was a civilized woman. I could
His To Own CHAPTER 43: Dresses
KANE’S POVI woke up to sunlight spilling through the curtains, the kind of warm, golden light that makes you want to stay in bed just a little longer. My head felt clearer, the heaviness from yesterday almost gone.For a moment, I stared at the ceiling before turning my gaze around the room. Their room. Hers and Liam’s. Or should I say Anya’s room now.I’ll be honest — I was surprised she’d let me sleep here. I thought she’d dump me on the couch without a second thought. The bed and the whole room smelled like her — soft, warm, familiar. I’d sound like a creep if I said it out loud, but this was the best sleep I’d had in months. The thought pulled a small smile to my lips.Swinging my legs over the edge, I stretched my neck and made my way downstairs.That’s when I saw her.Anya was curled up on the couch, wrapped in a blanket, her breathing slow and even. Strands of hair had fallen over her face, lips slightly parted. I stood there, hands in my pockets, just… watching like the creep
His To Own Chapter 42: Taking Care Of Him
Kane didn’t leave.He sat there like a shadow that refused to move, his gaze following me as I picked up my phone to check if I had any message of when my package would be delivered. Deciding to track my order, I sat on the couch opposite him deciding to just ignore his presence since he wasn’t here to talk. I grunt as I noticed the delivery was still about an hour away from being delivered. What’s the use of paying for express delivery when it was going to take forever to get here. I had placed an order since 9am today and this was already 3:45pm.“Expecting someone?” I heard him ask “Yes how many times do I have to tell you— the delivery man” i say tearing my eyes off my phone to look at him, now he didn’t look so good“Are you sure you don’t have to go to the hospital you look like you are on your last breath” He laughs a really hearty one “would you love that, for me to take my last breath?” “I gain nothing in your death and i also would appreciate it if you didn't do it here
His To Own CHAPTER 6: Guilty
“Mrs. Anya, are you okay? You had me worried. I’ve been knocking for a while,” Cassie said as I opened the door. I rubbed my eyes to shake off sleep.“Sorry, I fell asleep, so I didn’t hear you knocking,” I replied.“It’s alright. Dinner is ready, and Master Kane is waiting for you downstairs,” she
Last Updated : 2026-03-17His To Own CHAPTER 33: Father's Company
“Are you obsessed with me?” I spat, my surprise quickly turning into anger, worsening my already foul mood.I glared at Kane as he laughed at my comment.“And what would you do if I am?” he retorted with a big smile, sitting in the chair with his legs crossed, looking as handsome as ever.“What are
Last Updated : 2026-03-30His To Own Chapter 41: Make him
“What do you want?” I snapped.Well, there goes my good mood.“That’s no way to speak to me, darling. We haven’t talked in, what… Two weeks?” His low voice almost sounded hurt. Almost.“Clearly, you have a reason for calling me,” I said, walking out of my room toward the kitchen.No way I was havin
Last Updated : 2026-04-04His To Own Chapter 40: Starting New
Should I just call her?I've been sitting on my bed since I woke up this morning, staring at my open diary, its pages filled with memories of my past. I can almost hear the echoes of my old life, the one I left behind five years ago. Laying back down, I let out a long sigh, unsure of what to do.My
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