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Chapter One hundred and ninety three

Author: Blessing. B
last update publish date: 2026-06-24 03:53:11

DAMIEN'S POV

The days that follow are hell.

I don't sleep. I barely eat. Every time I close my eyes, I see Leah's face on that video. Every time I open them, I'm surrounded by lawyers, board members, and reporters who all want a piece of me.

The pressure is suffocating. The board is still demanding answers. The federal investigators are still digging. The media is still tearing my reputation apart piece by piece and somewhere out there, Leah is waiting for me to save her.

I'm sitting in my
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    VICTOR'S POV The hallway is cold and damp. I lean against the wall and stare at the closed door in front of me. How did I let it get this far? How could I do this to them? When did I become this person to them? Leah would never forgive me and now Sophie is scared of me. Nothing I ever do would bring them back to me. My hands are shaking so I shove them in my pockets and try to breathe. The air feels heavy. I hear footsteps behind me and I know who it is before I turn around. "Victor." He calls out. Elric's voice is cold. I turn to face him. "What do you want?" "Why are you sneaking food to them?" Elric steps closer. "They need to stay alive. That's all. Nothing more." Knowing him he's lying. "They're people, Elric. They're not just leverage." He lets out a cold laugh "They're exactly what they need to be. Leverage. The sooner you accept that, the easier this will be." I shake my head. "You don't believe that." I take a step toward him, closing the distance between us.

  • Owned By My Best Friend's Father   Chapter Two hundred and nine

    DAMIEN'S POV The car slows as we approach the industrial district. The buildings are dark and broken, old warehouses with shattered windows and rusted metal doors. The street is empty except for one car parked near the entrance. I recognize it—Jeremy's car. Stefano kills the engine and I'm out before the car fully stops. Emily is standing near the hood of Jeremy's car with her arms wrapped around herself. Ethan is beside her. Jeremy is a few feet away, his hands in his pockets. She looks up when she hears my footsteps. Her face is pale and her eyes are red. She's been crying. "Dad." Her voice is small and my heart aches. "Emily." I walk toward her. "I came as fast as I could." She doesn't move. She stares at me. "Why are you here?" "Because you're here. Because Leah is here. Because I'm not going to let either of you face this alone." She shakes her head. "You don't get to do this. You don't get to show up and pretend you care." "I do care." "Then where were you?" Her voice

  • Owned By My Best Friend's Father   Chapter Two hundred and eight

    EMILY'S POVI sit in the back seat of Jeremy's car and stare at the dark warehouses stretching out in front of us. The industrial district is silent and empty. The only light comes from the moon and the distant glow of the city."We were so close" I whisper. "We were so close. We were just quick enough"Jeremy turns around in the driver's seat and looks at me. "Come on, don't beat yourself up we'll find her okay ."I shake my head. "But we don't know where she is. We don't know if she's still""She'll be fine if? And as long as she keeps fighting and tries to reach out to us" he says. " We'll find her."I look at the dark street ahead. The warehouse district stretches out in front of us, dark and silent and empty. Somewhere in there, Leah is waiting and hoping someone will come.I can't sit here anymore.I open the door and step out into the cold night air. The wind hits my face and I wrap my arms around myself."Emily" Jeremy calls. "What are you doing?""I'm going to find her" I s

  • Owned By My Best Friend's Father   Chapter Two hundred and seven

    DAMIEN'S POVThe jet touches down in Miami and the city sprawls below me, glittering I can help but be constantly in awe of the city how can one place be so great and horrible at the same time?I've had my biggest joy in my life from this city and I had my biggest regret and loss in the same City.Despite Nina's help I don't feel relieved and am back in the city. I walk down the steps onto the tarmac and the air is warm and humid. The city I let them take from me.Stefano is waiting for me by a black SUV. He's tall and broad with a hard face and sharper eyes. He doesn't smile. He just nods once."Mr. Cross." His voice is deep and flat. "Nina sent me."I nod back. "Nice to meet you Let's go."He tries to say something “Mr Stefano I'm assuming that you are a very busy person but I can assure you that the airport isn't where you want to discuss business.” If you don't mind, let's go to my house. We have a lot to go over.He nods “Alright Mr Cross I'll drive you.”I slide into the back s

  • Owned By My Best Friend's Father   Chapter Two hundred and six

    EMILY'S POV Jeremy's apartment is small and cold and I hate that I'm here. Jeremy sets up an inflatable bed in the corner of the living room while I stand there watching. He moves quickly, efficiently. The mattress hisses as it fills with air, and the sound is loud in the quiet apartment. "Here" he says, patting the mattress. "It's not much but it's better than the couch." I don't say anything. I just sit down on the edge of it. The plastic crinkles under my weight and I can feel the cold floor seeping through the thin material. Ethan is already on the couch, staring at his phone. The tracking app is still open and he hasn't looked away from it since we got here. I lie down and stare at the ceiling. The lights are off, and the only glow comes from Ethan's phone screen. Shadows stretch across the walls and the silence is heavy and suffocating. I don't sleep. I can't. Every time I close my eyes I see Leah's face.. I shiver and wrap my arms around myself. The cold seeps through

  • Owned By My Best Friend's Father   Chapter Two hundred and five

    LEAH'S POV I sit in the corner of the cold room with my knees pulled up to my chest and my back against the wall. The phone is still hidden in my waistband, and I can feel it pressing against my skin, warm and heavy and full of hope I don't dare to hold on to. Sophie is asleep on the mattress with her head on Mom's lap. I don't know how long I've been sitting here for God knows how long it should be minutes maybe or hours it could be days. Time doesn't exist in this room, it just stretches on and on until you begin to forget what day it is. I reach down and pull out the phone. The screen is dark as I press the power button and it lights up. The battery icon flashes red. 5%. Just five percent of battery left. My heart sinks. I can't charge it. I look around to see if I can find an outlet but there is none even if I find one, I don't have the power brick. If I leave it on, it will die. If it dies, I lose everything and any chance of someone ever finding me. So I hold the

  • Owned By My Best Friend's Father   Chapter Thirty-three

    DAMIEN POVThe Commissioner's voice is calm and professional on the line, but I could tell she wasn't one to be trifled with. “Mr. Cross, I’m available tomorrow at 10 a.m. in my office at the Florida Gaming Control Commission headquarters in Tallahassee. I don't want to see any lawyers, and please

  • Owned By My Best Friend's Father   Chapter Thirty

    UNKNOWN POVUnder the harsh white glare of the floodlights, the private jet waits on the Miami Executive Airport tarmac.The humid night air is filled with a steady, low rumble as the engines idle. With his jacket slung carelessly over one shoulder, Damien Cross rushes across the asphalt in his rum

  • Owned By My Best Friend's Father   Chapter Twenty-eight

    LEAH POVSunlight sneaks through the blinds, stinging my swollen eyes. I wake up curled on my side with my knees tucked to my chest. The blanket is twisted around my legs as though I fought it all night. My feet throb from raw patches on the pavement and a dull ache lingers in my arches. I do not

  • Owned By My Best Friend's Father   Chapter Twenty-five

    Damien POVWatching her walk away feels like I've lost her forever. I want to chase her…. bring her back and show her that I never meant anything I said but I fear it's too late for that now.She disappears into the shadows of the street, heels clicking fainter and fainter until the night swallows

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