All Chapters of Owned By The Enemy : Chapter 61 - Chapter 69

Ivy didn’t go back immediately.She stayed in the hallway long after the call ended—Breathing.Thinking.Trying not to fall apart.Emily was alive.That should have comforted her.Instead—It terrified her more.Because now she knew this wasn’t random.This was planned.Every piece.Every move.Every lie.And somehow—She was standing in the center of all of it.The penthouse suddenly felt colder.Like it already knew she was slipping away.When Ivy finally returned—Sebastian looked up immediately.Too quickly.Like he’d been tracking the seconds she was gone.“Where were you?”There it was again.Not concern first.Control first.Ivy felt irritation flare instantly.“Walking.”His eyes narrowed slightly.“You disappeared.”“I was gone for two minutes.”“In this situation, two minutes matters.”The room thickened with tension immediately.Rafael stayed silent near the monitors.Lucien was speaking quietly into an earpiece.Jaxon typing rapidly across security feeds.But everyone fel

The penthouse never truly slept.Usually, Ivy found that comforting.Tonight, it felt suffocating.The alarms had stopped nearly an hour ago, but the tension remained. Security personnel moved through the corridors. Voices drifted from the control room. Every few minutes, another report came in, another update, another reminder that someone had gotten closer than they should have.Closer to the penthouse.Closer to her.Ivy stood by the window, arms folded tightly across her chest.Below, the city glittered beneath the night sky.Millions of people.Millions of lives.And somehow she had never felt more alone.Behind her, the penthouse remained unusually quiet.Not because things were calm.Because everyone was thinking.Calculating.Preparing.The breach had changed something.She could feel it.The same way she could feel a storm gathering before the first drop of rain.The doors behind her opened.She didn't need to turn around to know who it was.Sebastian.His presence filled a r

The lockdown lasted three days before Ivy stopped pretending it was temporary.The guards remained.The restricted access remained.The cameras remained.Every morning she woke hoping something would be different.Every morning it wasn't.By the fourth day, she had stopped asking questions.That worried Sebastian more than her anger ever had.Anger meant she was still fighting him.Silence meant she was planning something.Unfortunately for him, she was.Ivy sat in the lounge, a book open in her lap and completely unread. Beyond the glass walls, a storm rolled over the city, dark clouds swallowing the afternoon skyline.The penthouse felt smaller lately.Not physically.Emotionally.Every conversation seemed guarded.Every glance carried meaning.Everyone was hiding something.The only question was who was hiding the most.She heard footsteps approaching and looked up.Jaxon.A tablet tucked beneath one arm.Coffee in his other hand.He stopped near the sofa."You haven't turned a pag

Nobody spoke.The photograph remained on the table between them like a live grenade.Ivy stood rigidly across from Sebastian, her heart pounding so hard she could hear it.For days she had doubted.Wondered.Questioned.Now she wanted answers.And for once, she wasn't backing down."Well?" she asked.Sebastian's gaze remained fixed on the photograph.Rain hammered against the windows behind him.The storm outside had finally reached the city.Inside the penthouse, another storm was gathering."You followed the guards."It wasn't a question.Ivy laughed bitterly."That's your concern right now?"His jaw tightened."You left without authorization.""There it is."She threw her hands into the air."Every single time.""Ivy—""No."Her voice cracked through the room."Answer the question."Silence followed.Lucien looked away.Jaxon rubbed a hand across his face.Even Rafael seemed uncomfortable.That alone told her everything she needed to know.Because they all knew something.And none

Ivy waited two days before returning to the hospital.Not because she wanted to.Because she had to.The penthouse was watching her now.Every movement.Every visit.Every excuse.After the confrontation over the photograph, Sebastian had become quieter.Which somehow felt worse.At least when he argued, she knew where she stood.Now he watched.Observed.Waited.As if he knew she was planning something.As if he was waiting for her to make a mistake.Unfortunately for him, she was getting better at hiding things.The opportunity came on a rainy Thursday afternoon.Lucien was in a meeting.Jaxon was buried in security reports.Sebastian had left the penthouse for the first time in days.And Rafael...Rafael was nowhere to be found.Again.The realization bothered her more than she wanted to admit.Lately he seemed to disappear at the strangest times.Always with an explanation.Never with enough detail.The hospital visit itself was routine.Emily was awake.Alert.Recovering.For alm