All Chapters of OWNED BY THE GHOST: Chapter 41 - Chapter 49

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Midnight Doubts

Scott’s POVThe clock on my nightstand glowed at 3:00 AM due to the alarm I set . The room was dark except for the faint city light sneaking through the curtains. Elliot lay beside me, sleeping like he had no worries in the world. His face looked softer in sleep, those beautiful eyes that got my attention were closed, tattoos peeking from under the sheet, chest rising and falling slow and steady. He looked innocent. And peaceful.I couldn’t sleep. My mind wouldn’t shut up.I stared at him, heart heavy. This man had fucked me senseless more times than I could count, held me after, then called it a mistake every single time. Yet here he was, in my bed, like he was my boyfriend. Like we were something real.My phone lay on the pillow next to me. I picked it up quietly, screen lighting up my face. Three new offers. Laurent’s full-time position in Paris with a fat salary and other juicy incentives. Another from a big New York gallery. One from a collector in London offering to fund my own

The Lion’s Shadow

Elliot’s POVI watched him from across the general office floor like a hawk.Scott sat at his desk, phone in hand, face lighting up in that bright, hopeful way when someone finally gets what he’s been expecting His hazel eyes softened. A small smile tugged at his lips. He typed something quick, then put the phone down, but the glow stayed on his face.Who the fuck was texting him?Laurent? One of those fancy gallery owners offering him the world on a silver platter? Or some other rich bastard promising him freedom from all this, I mean from me?My hands clenched into fists under the desk. The beast inside me, the one I’d tried to bury since I promised not to follow my father’s footsteps, woke up snarling. If I can’t have him, no one else can. The thought came fast. I hated it. But I couldn’t stop it.I grew up in a mafia family. My father didn’t just run businesses, he owned people. He spilled blood like it was nothing. He taught me early that love was a weakness, that if you wanted

The Breaking Point

Scott’s POVI stormed out of Elliot’s office with my legs still shaking and his cum filled up in my hole. My ass burned from how hard he had fucked me, bent over the desk like I was nothing but a toy he could threaten and claim. The words he’d growled still rang in my ears: “You can’t leave me. You’re mine. If I can’t have you, no one else will.”That wasn’t love. He wants to control me like I’m his property. And it scared the hell out of me. I haven’t seen this side of him.I was pissed. Totally pissed to my bone marrow. The side of Elliot I saw today, the dark possessive rage, the threats, the way he used sex to control me, reminded me too much of the dangerous stories he had told me about his father. I can’t keep doing this. No matter what, I had to choose one of the offers fast. Before I lost myself completely.Staying with Elliot felt like walking on broken glass, beautiful but dangerous. I pulled out my phone in the hallway and called Laurent with the number he had texted me ea

The End Of Us

Elliot’s POVI couldn’t sleep.I suddenly started feeling hot even with my A.C on. I stared at the ceiling, my mind was spinning like a storm. Scott’s words from yesterday kept echoing: “Thank you for tonight, Laurent. I really enjoyed being with you… I’ll think about what we discussed earlier.”He was leaving. After everything, after I defended him in front of my father, after I paid his debts in secret, after I kept him close to me. I opened up to him yet he’s still thinking about walking away.I cursed under my breath, fists clenched on the sheets. “That timing bastard. Says he’s staying one minute, then runs the next. After I let him in. And showed him the parts of me no one else sees.”The lion my father raised was awakened. The dark thoughts started trooping in. If I can’t have him, no one else can. I could make Laurent look bad. Spread rumors. Poison Scott’s mind against every offer. Keep him here. With me. Even if I had to step on a few toes to do it.I hated myself for thinki

The Final Break

Scott’s POVI sat at my desk, hands shaking so bad I could barely type. The anger from the fight with Elliot still burned in my chest like fire. He had begged me not to leave, cried in front of me, but still couldn’t say the words I needed to hear. “I love you.” Just three words. But he couldn’t do it. He never did.Those three words I wanted to hear were capable of making me want to stay but he didn’t say it. He had the keys to make me abandon every offer I had and be with me but he chose not to and he has the guts to blame me. Such a fool. I was done waiting.I pulled out my phone and texted Laurent.Scott: I’ve thought about it. I accept your offer. But for the date… give me some time. I just broke up with someone who couldn’t even tell me he loved me.The reply came fast.Laurent: I’m so sorry you went through that, Scott. You deserve someone who sees how amazing you are. Come over to the hotel if you need someone to talk to. I could keep you company and ease the stress on your

The Letter I Couldn’t Send

Scott’s POVI woke up alone in my bed, my sheets still warm like I could feel Elliot scent on my bed. My body yearned for him in all the right and wrong ways, my ass was still sore from how hard he had fucked me the other day, neck marked with his bites, lips swollen from his desperate kisses. I stared at the ceiling for a long time, heart heavy. It was another night of fighting. Another night of me thinking if what I was about to do was the right decision. The resignation letter I wrote earlier that day sat on my nightstand, folded neatly. I picked it up with shaking hands and read it again.Dear Mr. Travis,I can’t do this anymore. The pushing. The pulling. The secrets. I quit.I’m done working for Zenex, I need a more conducive work environment and a place where I can easily find myself. Tears stung my eyes. This looks more like a break up letter not a resignation letter. I remembered his possessive rage yesterday, the way he had pinned me against the wall, fucked me like he w

The Balcony

Scott’s POVThe airport lounge was so beautiful and calm, but I felt nothing but heaviness in my heart. Am I doing the right thing ? My ticket to Paris sat in my hand staring at me like a bomb about to explode.Boarding was in thirty minutes. Laurent had sent a car to wait for me at the airport. I’m suddenly moving to Paris without even resigning properly.I’ll have my freedom at last. No more debts. No more hiding. No more Elliot calling me a mistake after fucking me with passion.I stared at the ticket, heart tearing in two. Part of me wanted to run to the gate and never look back. The other part, the stupid, hopeless part, wanted to turn around and run back to the man who broke me every night and held me like I mattered to him. My phone rang. Jayden.I answered quickly. “Hey man.”“Bro, don’t get on that plane,” Jayden said, voice urgent. “I just left the office. Elliot looks like shit. He’s falling apart without you. He’s snapping at everyone, staring at your empty desk like it

The Lion Inside

Elliot’s POVThe resignation letter was there on my desk staring at me but I didn’t even notice it.I found it by accident, a folded paper Scott must have left behind after our fight. My hands shook as I opened it.Dear Mr. Travis,I can’t do this anymore. The pushing. The pulling. The secrets. I quit.I stared at the words, chest tight. He was really going to leave. After everything, when I saw him come to my penthouse I thought he had a change of mind and decided to stay. I’ve done things I wouldn't do ordinarily just to keep him but none of that worked. He was so desperate to see me say the magic words “I love you,” that he failed to see a man who’s fighting his demons and going against all odds just to make him happy. “Shit! I shouldn’t have made him lead the exhibition. Maybe his success won’t blow up and he’ll suddenly have options.” I smashed my hand on the wall fighting with myself.A lion will always beget a lion. The lion my father raised woke up snarling. If I can’t have

The Shadow Queen

Victoria’s POVI watched from the shadows as that scumbag that calls himself Scott left Elliot’s penthouse late at night, his shirt wrinkled and his walk was a little off, like someone had just fucked him senseless. I got so pissed and jealous. Like how dare he? How dare that nobody artist get what I had wanted for so long?I had tried everything for Elliot Travis to love me. My beauty, my rich family background, my clever tricks, late-night “work” meetings, subtle touches in the elevator, dresses that showed just enough for a man to stare. But he never looked at me. Not once. He stayed cold, distant, untouchable. And then Scott McAllen walked in and suddenly Elliot was different. Close. Almost human. To the point Elliot is affected by Scott’s decision to leave Zenex.But Scott leaving him is a good thing for me. The thought made me smile in the dark.If Scott was out of the way, Elliot would finally see me. He would need me. He would want me.I walked back to my car, mind racing.

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