All Chapters of Indebted To The Billionaire : Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

OWEN'S POV“Here's what happened. It was Caleb's get-together party with his friends and he insisted that I must go. I was never the party type so I refused but he persuaded me so much that I had no choice but to give in.”“It was hosted at a large hotel and it was bubbly. I wasn't interested so I sat in a secluded corner while others had fun.”“So you're saying you were a nerd?” Charlotte asked as she tilted her head and I chuckled as I sucked in a sharp breath.“You could say that. Anyway, I ordered a drink so that I wouldn't look stupid and somehow my drink got spiked. Some dumb girl wanted to have what wasn't hers, you know what I mean right?”She tapped her finger on her chin like she was thinking of something difficult before she eyed me.“She wanted to sleep with you, am I right? See what I said? Everyone wants you for themselves.” She mumbled and a pout formed on her lips as she pulled her hands away from mine.“That was over a year ago! Are you- are you jealous right now?” I

CHARLOTTE'S POVI looked around the well-furnished office, and I couldn't help but swell with pride. It was cozy and smelled amazing. Ricky had always been a clean freak so this is no surprise.Come to think of it, he and Owen were alike in many ways. How they didn't get along is still very surprising.“When did you get back, Ricky?” I asked as he placed a cup of coffee in front of me and I gave him a grateful smile.“Last week. I was asked to resume work as soon as possible, so here I am.” He replied as he took a sip of his coffee and I mimicked his movement.“I never knew that you worked here. Looks like the military was good to you. See how handsome you look! I wanna ruffle your hair but it's too short now.” I pouted and he chuckled.“You've changed a lot, Sugarplum. I was only gone for three years and now you're all grown up. I went back to the house to look for you but couldn't find you. That's when I heard that your parents died and that you disappeared after that. I tried searc

OWEN'S POVI turned around in fear to look at who screamed and I realized it was Mirabel. She struggled to get off her dad and when she finally did, she ran up to me and blinked cutely.“Why did you scream like that?” I asked in worry as I knelt to her height and she smiled apologetically.“I didn't want you to go yet. How will I reach you again, handsome uncle?” She asked and I let out a sigh of relief.“Don't do something like that again okay? I was scared that something had happened to you.” I cautioned and she nodded, a sad look on her face. I let out a sigh as I dipped my hand into my pocket and brought out my business card.“Here. You can call me on the phone number. Is that okay?” I handed it to her and she squealed happily as she threw herself in my arms before she pulled away.I stood up, and she ran back to her dad; then she turned to me and smiled.“See you again, handsome uncle!” She shouted as she waved at me and I waved back.“Bye, little angel.”“She got attached to you

OWEN'S POVI watched as she slept peacefully in my arms, my hand stroking her arms that were wrapped around me like she was holding onto life support. I don't mind being her life support, she was my life support.I gently traced the marks on her delicate skin, earning a soft gasp from her and she snuggled into me even more.“I would make him pay for everything. It wouldn't help you heal, but it would at least quench the fire of anger in me.” I whispered as I gently pried her hands off me and placed a pillow in her arms instead.I hope I'm back before she wakes up. She was pretty knocked out after our crazy session in the bathroom and a chuckle escaped my lips when I remembered how wild it was.The bathtub, under the shower, the sink, in front of the mirror just to show her how perfect she was… That was the wildest we've ever done.I quietly walked across the room and threw some clothes on, preferably black. I had to give off this gangster aura to intimidate Michael.“Owen… Stay…” I he

OWEN'S POVTorturing people was never something I considered to be fun. It was a sick and twisted horrific game and I loathed it with all passion.But the moment the bat in my hand came in contact with Michael's shoulder and he cried out in pain, I felt a bliss that I never knew existed.“You're a monster!” He yelled out in pain and I rolled the bat in my hand, a smile forming on my face as I turned to Ethan.He was staring at me wide-eyed and then he raised his thumb at me like he was very impressed.“Is this the rise of the Mafia billionaire?” He asked in shock and I chuckled as I ran my hand over my hair, scattering it in the process.“Is it just me or is it hot in here?” I asked as I unbuttoned the first two buttons of my shirt and then turned back to Michael.He was groaning in pain, and no, I'm not a sadist, but I felt happy to know that I could cause him pain the same way he did to my wife. Maybe even worse.Just as I was about to swing the bat again, the door was pushed open,