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Chapter Six

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Greasy hair slicked back, faded tattoo curling out from the collar of his worn polo, that crooked grin that used to make Mom laugh until it didn’t.

He isn't meant to bug me for a while. I sent him money last night. It should have bought me more time but here he is.

He slides into a corner booth like he belongs there, and waves me over with two fingers.

“Baby girl!” he calls, loud enough that a few heads turn. “Yoy Looking good. Got that glow. New boyfriend treating you right?”

My stomach drops.
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  • 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 Two hundred and four

    DAMIEN'S POV I finally calmed down after what felt like hours, crying in Nina’s arms like a child. I don't know how long I've been sitting here on the floor of Nina's study with my back against the wall and my face wet and my chest hollow. The fire in the hearth has burned down to embers. The room is dim and quiet. Nina sits in her chair across from me watching me waiting, letting me fall apart without trying to fix it. She didn't say a word, just kept patting my back and handing me wipes. I wipe my face with the back of my hand. My eyes are raw and my throat is sore. My whole body feels like it's been wrung out and left to dry. "I'm sorry" I say. My voice is hoarse. "I didn't mean to—" "Stop." Her voice is gentle but firm. "You don't apologize for feeling Damien. You're not a machine. You're a man who has loved deeply and lost deeply. That's not something to be ashamed of." I don't know what to say to that. So I just sit there in the silence. She stands up slowly and walk

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

    LEAH'S POV I sit in the cold room staring at the open space looking at my sister and my mother. Sophie is curled up on the dirty mattress with her head on Mom's lap and Mom hasn't moved in hours. She just stares at the wall like she's already given up. I'm done being helpless. I'm done waiting for someone to save me. I can't keep hoping that he'll come. If Damien isn't coming then I'll save myself. I cannot keep my sister in this place any longer, she deserves better. I push myself up and walk to the door. My legs are weak from sitting too long but I force them to move and press my eye against the small gap near the hinges and peer out. The hallway is dimly lit and two guards are sitting at a small table playing cards. Between them on the edge of the table is my phone. I recognize the cracked screen and the familiar case. My heart pounds and my palms are sweating. I need to get that phone but how? I step back from the door and take a shaky breath. Think, Leah think

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

    ISABELLA'S POV The penthouse is packed with guests I invited for dinner because I needed it after such a wonderful accomplishment. Warm golden light spills from the chandeliers casting a soft glow over the crowd of Miami's elite and the clink of champagne glasses mingles with laughter and the low hum of conversation. Everywhere I look people are smiling and drinking and fanning over me like I'm the queen of this city well at this point I am. I hold court on the velvet chaise near the window with a half-empty glass of champagne in my hand. The city sprawls below glittering and indifferent but up here all eyes are on me. "Can you believe it?" Valerie says. She's a socialite with too much Botox and too little sense but she's useful for spreading rumors. "Isabella Reyes and Damien Cross. The wedding of the decade. Everyone is talking about it." "Please" another woman chimes in. "They're calling you Miami's power couple. You're practically royalty now. You have everything—a rich

  • Owned By My Best Friend's Father   Chapter Seventeen

    DAMIEN POVHe answers on the first ring. “Mr. Cross? Is there anything you need?”“Marcus,” I say, my voice low. “I need you to handle two things for me. Tonight, with no delays.”“Always, sir. Go ahead,” Marcus responds.“First: Victor Hayes, he's Leah's father. I want full 24-hour surveillance on

  • Owned By My Best Friend's Father   Chapter Thirteen

    Damien POV I just nod in response, not taking his hand.I turn to Leah. “What happened here?"I asked.She doesn’t meet my eyes. “It’s nothing,” she mumbles.I step closer and hold her jaw tilting her face up so she has no choice but to look at me.“I said what happened here?” I asked again.Her ey

  • Owned By My Best Friend's Father   Chapter Eleven

    LEAH POV “Bye Mom, bye Soph—have a great day at school,” I called as I rushed out the door, backpack slung over one shoulder, keys already in hand. The morning sun is bright, but I barely notice. The diner is the only thing keeping me grounded these days, the only place where I can pretend everyth

  • Owned By My Best Friend's Father   Chapter Seven

    The bus is halfway through its route when the brakes screech with a sudden, violent jolt that shoves me forward. My shoulder slams into the seat in front of me and I hear someone cursing. A bag tumbles into the aisle. The driver swears under his breath and yanks the wheel.Through the windshield,

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