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Chapter 7: Maybe a Scandal
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His To Own Chapter 8: Opera and Dinner
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KANE’s POV: “Want me to return the favor?” I asked casually, my eyes fixed on her, studying her every move.She froze at my words, her shoulders stiffening as her eyes widened. Anya had been unusually quiet since we left the theater and arrived at the restaurant.She kept shifting in her seat like it was too uncomfortable, her back stiff as she buried her nose in the menu. She’d been staring at it for the past five minutes—like a woman trying to convince herself she hadn’t just been on her knees moments ago, doing something she probably never thought she’d do.Even as she mumbled a faint, “No,” her eyes didn’t leave the menu.I grinned. Was she really trying to act like it never happened? Like she could just ignore it? Too bad for her—I wasn’t going to let that slide. By the end of this week, she’d remember everything.I couldn’t help but wonder what was going on in her head. Was she feeling guilty? Ashamed? Angry? Or maybe even disgusted? Or—better yet—did she like it?I’d bet on th
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Last Updated : 2025-02-24His To Own Chapter 11: Intense Kiss
The handshake barely lasted a second, but the tension it left behind was suffocating. David’s smile didn’t waver as he looked between Kane, Liam, and me, but something about it felt unsettling, like there was more behind his charm than he let on.“Anya,” he said my name slowly, like it was some secret he’d just uncovered, his eyes narrowing slightly.“Well, it’s nice to meet you,” he added, his grin widening.“Nice to meet you too,” I replied, my voice awkward. He nodded, still smiling.“Okay, enough with the introductions. Would you like something to drink?” Kane asked, looking at me before refilling his cup. I shook my head.Drinking meant letting my guard down, and I wasn’t about to do that, not with Liam sitting there stiff as a board, and Kane and David acting like his presence didn’t matter. Besides, wine was the only alcohol I could handle. Anything else spelled disaster.“Here,” Kane said, bringing the glass to my lips. I wanted to scream no, I don’t want it, but instead, my l
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I woke up to an empty house and a sticky note on the fridge from Cassie, saying my breakfast was in the microwave. At least someone cared whether I ate or not. I had missed breakfast like yesterday but this time I had actually slept in. It was already 11:15 a.m, and the silence in the house was deafening.Popping my breakfast out of the microwave, I settled at the dining table, slowly chewing the bacon and eggs. There was nothing for me to do here—no phone, no books, no idea if the TV even worked. Just me, alone with my thoughts.Where had Kane gone?"Anya, he's at work," I muttered to myself. "Not everyone is as jobless as you."After finishing the last piece of bacon, I cleared my plate and washed it. The spotless kitchen gleamed under the sunlight streaming in through the large windows. Wandering into the living room, I admired the clean, white décor again. This was exactly how I’d imagined my dream apartment back in college—minimalistic, sophisticated, and with floor-to-ceiling wi
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I can't say I didn't have the feeling that tonight was going to be another page in my book of nightmares.I struggled to free myself from Liam’s grip as he dragged me to a secluded area outside the venue.“Let go of me!” I hissed, finally managing to yank my wrist free. Rubbing the sore spot, I tried to ease the sharp ache in my hand.Liam’s eyes blazed with fury as he stepped closer. “You know, I always knew you were a whore,” he spat. “I let you go for one week—just one freaking week—and here you are, getting comfortable with another man putting his hands on you. Acting all high and mighty when you have a husband!”I flinched at his words, my hands trembling. I didn’t know what to say or how to respond. That deep-seated fear of Liam had always frozen me in place.“What?” he barked. “Are you mute now?”“What do you want me to say?” I whispered, barely able to meet his eyes.“You don’t feel guilty? Ashamed?” he growled, grabbing me by the neck and slamming me into the wall. The forc
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"I don't like being ignored, Anya," Kane hissed as we walked into his penthouse. I stayed silent, the way I always did when Liam was angry. I didn’t understand why Kane was so upset about me meeting Liam. It wasn’t like I wanted to see him in the first place. Kane exhaled sharply, running a hand through his dark hair. I stood there, waiting—for what, I wasn’t sure. Maybe for him to calm down. “I asked you a question, Anya,” he said harshly. “No,” I answered softly. “Why don’t I believe you, hmm?” Great. Now I was a liar. All I wanted was to be left alone. My face hurt, my palms stung, and the corner of my lips ached. I just wanted to crawl into bed and cry myself to sleep. I didn’t have the strength to explain what had happened with Liam, so I said nothing, just staring at Kane blankly. He moved toward me in quick, deliberate steps, and for a split second, the thought of Liam hitting me flashed in my mind. I flinched, instinctively raising my hands to cover my face and h
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Kane hadn’t returned home yesterday. In fact, I hadn’t seen him since he said goodnight two days ago. It was already 2 p.m. today, and there was still no sign of him.“Anya, are you sure you don’t want me to make you something for lunch?” Cassie asked for the third time since I sat on the couch, absent-mindedly staring at the TV.“No, I’m not hungry, but thank you for asking, Cassie,” I replied softly.She nodded and walked back into the kitchen.I’d done my best to avoid Cassie yesterday because of the slight bruise on my face and cheek. I didn’t think she’d noticed—if she had, she would’ve made a big fuss about it. Today, the bruise was a bit better, the discoloration fading slightly. I’d also layered on makeup to make it less noticeable. Still, I couldn’t help but sigh.Two days left until I returned to my misery.As much as I felt guilty that Kane might have been avoiding his own home because of me, I couldn’t deny how much I enjoyed the peace and quiet. Just Cassie and the TV kep
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His To Own Chapter 23: Better Future?
A steady beeping sound filled my ears as I slowly opened my eyes. The bright white light above made me squint, and for a moment, everything felt blurry.I blinked a few times, adjusting to my surroundings. The room smelled of antiseptic, and the soft hum of machines echoed around me. I was in a hospital.A woman in a light blue uniform stood beside my bed, checking something on a clipboard. She looked up and noticed me staring."Oh, you’re awake," she said with a small smile. "Please don’t try to move too much. I’ll go get the doctor."She quickly walked out of the room, leaving me alone. My head ached, and my body felt weak. I swallowed, my throat dry. What happened? How did I get here?Memories slowly started coming back—Liam, the argument, my father and I in his car talking and then… nothing.I exhaled slightly, scanning the room for any sign of my father. He wasn’t here. I guess he left.A few moments later, the door opened, and a middle-aged man with short brown hair and glasses
His To Own Chapter 22: Hospital
Liam scoffed at my father’s voice, running a hand through his hair. He shot me a glare before walking to the door. I heard it open as I slid down the counter, my vision blurring as blood dripped down my face.“I don’t remember inviting you, so why are you here?” Liam asked, his voice cold.My father scoffed. “I’m not here for you. I’m here to see my daughter.”“You can’t see her. Leave.”“Like I need your permission,” my father chuckled before pushing his way in. Liam slammed the door shut behind him.I groaned softly, struggling to clear my vision and endure the burning pain in my face, stomach, and head.“You’re not allowed in my house. Haven’t I made that clear?” Liam yelled.“Take your hands off me! I don’t care if I’m allowed or not. I haven’t heard from Anya in a week, and I want to see her.” My father’s voice was just as loud.I was stunned. Since when did he care? Maybe he just wanted something. But challenging Liam like this? A terrible idea.“Anya? Anya….” my father called.
His To Own Chapter 21: Disrespect
Without saying anything to Liam, I let go of her arm and walked back to the kitchen to finish my breakfast. I heard them follow behind me, the front door shutting as they entered. I tried to eat quickly because whatever was about to unfold, I needed the strength to deal with it.“Babe, this… this woman has been nothing but hostile to me,” she rushed out, her voice grating on my nerves. “First, she shoved her way in rudely, called me a whore, and yanked my hair and arm so harshly.”She dramatically held up her arm. “Look, I’m all bruised up!”“Leave.”Liam’s voice was cold, making me pause. I looked up at them—she wore a shocked expression, while Liam’s gaze was fixed on me.“W-What?” she stuttered.“You heard me. Get your things and leave. Don’t make me say it again.”If I wasn’t in such a sour mood, this would’ve actually been entertaining enough to make me smile. Poor thing had so much hope in her man.She scoffed and stormed into his room to grab her things. When she walked back ou
His To Own Chapter 20: Returning
“Cassie, what’s wrong?” I asked, rubbing my eyes as I opened the bedroom door.“Sorry to disturb you, Mrs. Anya, but you need to get ready right now,” she said, looking at me with an apologetic expression.“Why? What’s going on? Did something happen?” I asked hurriedly, now fully awake.“No, everything is fine. Mr. Kane asked me to let you know that the driver taking you home is waiting downstairs. You need to leave quickly,” she said in a quiet tone, as if trying to soften the blow.My chest tightened. I took a deep breath, but it felt like I had been thrown into freezing water.“What? Why? It's still so early” “I’m sorry Mrs Anya those were his instruction”“He..he didn’t say why at least?” “No he didn’t”“Oh… I… okay. Give me a minute,” I stuttered, glancing around the room, struggling to process what was happening.He really treated me like some random prostitute—used for one night and discarded the next morning. Everything he said before we slept together had been meaningless.
His To Own Chapter 19: The last day
I spent the rest of the day in my room, lost in thought. I didn’t know how to feel—confused, guilty, frustrated. Last night felt like it meant something, but Kane’s silence and cold attitude made it clear that it didn’t. By evening, I heard his voice through the walls—low at first, then sharp and filled with anger. I couldn’t make out the full conversation, but whoever was on the other end wasn’t getting kindness from him. Then, just as suddenly as it started, it stopped. A few minutes later, the front door slammed shut. Kane had left. And for some reason, the house felt even quieter than before. A little while later, the front door opened again, followed by the sound of footsteps clicking against the floor. Was he back already? I sighed, staring at the ceiling for a moment before finally pushing myself off the bed. Sitting here alone wasn’t helping. Maybe a glass of wine would calm my nerves. I wanted to avoid going downstairs to see him, but I needed that wine more. Steppin
His To Own Chapter 18: The Morning After
I woke up in Kane’s bed, my whole body sore—a painful reminder of last night. Groaning softly, I turned to my side, my tired eyes drifting to where Kane was supposed to be. The sheets were cold. He’d been gone for a while.Rubbing my eyes, I tried to shake off the sleep. I wasn’t sure what I expected this morning to feel like, but it wasn’t this.Kane was gone.Wrapping the blanket around myself, I listened for any sound in the house, but it was silent—too silent. I sighed, my mind racing. What did last night mean to him? What did it mean for me? Sure, I had stepped out of my marriage—not because I wanted to, but because that was what I was here for. Still, last night had been the best I’d had in years and with the way he had acted last night I at least expected a warm good morning or maybe I was asking for too much.A growl from my stomach pulled me out of my thoughts. I got off the bed, still wrapped in the blanket, and picked up my scattered clothes from the floor. After dressing,
His To Own Chapter 17: Going to Him
Anya's pov: “Does he hit you often?”His question froze me in place. Why was he asking me that? Did he know what happened that night? But how? My mind raced with a million thoughts.Kane pulled back slightly, his hands still resting gently on my arms. His intense gaze bore into me, making my stomach turn with nervousness.“Anya, I asked if Liam hits you,” he repeated, his voice soft, but worry was clear in his dark eyes. “Are you in an abusive marriage?”“What are you talking about? Of course not,” I answered quickly, forcing out a nervous chuckle as I avoided his gaze.From the corner of my eye, I saw his jaw clench. He let his hands fall to his sides, and the warmth in his eyes was replaced with coldness and anger.“So he does,” he muttered, almost to himself.“No… no, he doesn’t. I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I stammered, the lie leaving my mouth faster than I could think. I couldn’t let Kane know the truth. My ‘happy marriage’ was nothing but a facade, and I had to pro
His To Own Chapter 16: Finding Out
Kane's Pov:I was doing my best to avoid her by not going to the penthouse last night and I didn't think I was planning to go there today either. That night hadn't exactly gone how I planned and I couldn't help the anger that consumed me when she had told me she stepped out with Kane after I told her to stay where she was. Was she that eager to reunite with him? And then Liam showed up, looking smug, which only fueled my anger further. I couldn’t stop thinking about what they had spoken about or if he had said something bad about me to make her scared of me. The questions tormented me, making it impossible to focus on my work. Did she tell him everything that happened between us? She claimed she didn’t, but I couldn’t bring myself to believe her.I had ever plan to take things all the way and actually fuck her like I had imagine countless time but when I saw her eyes filled with tears I just couldn't go through with it. And when she flinched as I moved closer, it felt like a knife h
His To Own Chapter 15: Day 5
Kane hadn’t returned home yesterday. In fact, I hadn’t seen him since he said goodnight two days ago. It was already 2 p.m. today, and there was still no sign of him.“Anya, are you sure you don’t want me to make you something for lunch?” Cassie asked for the third time since I sat on the couch, absent-mindedly staring at the TV.“No, I’m not hungry, but thank you for asking, Cassie,” I replied softly.She nodded and walked back into the kitchen.I’d done my best to avoid Cassie yesterday because of the slight bruise on my face and cheek. I didn’t think she’d noticed—if she had, she would’ve made a big fuss about it. Today, the bruise was a bit better, the discoloration fading slightly. I’d also layered on makeup to make it less noticeable. Still, I couldn’t help but sigh.Two days left until I returned to my misery.As much as I felt guilty that Kane might have been avoiding his own home because of me, I couldn’t deny how much I enjoyed the peace and quiet. Just Cassie and the TV kep
