All Chapters of Indebted To The Billionaire : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

CHARLOTTE'S POV I tried to push him away, but Owen's grip was firm. He pulled me closer, his lips crashing onto mine with a desperation that left me breathless. I was still angry, still hurt, but his kiss was like a flame that ignited a fire within me.At first, I resisted, my lips pressed together in a tight line. But Owen's persistence wore me down. His tongue teased my lips, coaxing them apart, and I felt my resolve crumble.As we stood under the lamp post, the world around us melted away. All that was left was the two of us, lost in the intensity of the moment. Owen's hands roamed my back, pulling me closer, and I felt myself getting lost in his touch.I couldn't think straight, couldn't reason. All I knew was the feel of Owen's lips on mine, the taste of his tongue, and the warmth of his body pressed against mine.When we broke apart for air, I felt dazed, my heart racing. Owen's eyes burned with intensity, his chest heaving with emotion. "I'm sorry," he whispered, his lips inch

OWEN'S POVI'm going insane. Two days have gone by and there's still no news from Charlotte. Her phone is not reachable, I've searched the whole of Michigan but she's nowhere to be found. If she didn't leave a note of apology to Roselia, I'd have thought she was abducted by people. But that can't stop me from panicking. What if she somehow got abducted? I got up from the chair and paced around, anxiety and fear taking over me like a storm. This is all my fault. If I hadn't made her feel that way, she wouldn't have left. I don't care if she loves me or not, I just want her back! There was a knock on my door but I didn't care to get it. I just wanted my wife back. The door was pushed open and Caleb walked in, a worried expression on his face and Roselia followed him, and with the look on her face, I knew she was still missing. “Owen, you need to calm down. We'll find her. You should eat something and try to sleep. You look like a disaster.” He reasoned but I wasn't even listening to

CHARLOTTE'S POVI marched over to Catherine in anger and slapped her hard, her head immediately tilting to the other side. She tried to hold onto Owen, but that only made me angrier so I grabbed her by her hair and pulled her away from him. “Let me go!” She yelled and I finally let her go as she glared daggers at me. I folded my hands as I stared down at her, disappointment evident on my face. “You didn't tell me you were a tweak. How shameless!“ I spat and she chuckled as she got up, a crazy smile on her face. “Look who's back. The wretched debtor.” She mocked me and I felt my chest boil with anger. “I thought you were wise enough to get the message. Seems like I was wrong.”“Have you forgotten who you are? A contract wife. Nothing more. I might have failed to get him with the contract, but after you're gone, he'll be all mine.” She boasted and I laughed at her words. “I think you're the one who's dumb here, Catherine. You really think he wants you? He used you, Catherine, to get

CHARLOTTE'S POVMy eyes widened at the sound of Owen pleading for help. Is this the effect of the drugs Catherine gave to him? “O- Owen, you are under the effects of a drug. I should go call a doctor so we can find a solution-”“You're the solution I need, Charlotte. No doctor can quench this heat in my body, only you can.”“W-what do you m-mean by that?” I stuttered and he pouted slightly as he placed his knees on the bed and took my hands in his. Suddenly, he pinned them above my head and I let out a gasp because I knew I was now under his mercy. “You know what I mean. I can't think straight, Charlotte. So many things are running through my head.” He mumbled softly, his hair falling to his face and it was the most beautiful sight I'd ever seen in my life. “Things like what?” I asked and he locked eyes with me as he sighed. He looked so vulnerable and I was so tempted to run my hands through his hair. “Indecent things.” He confessed and my mouth fell open at his words. “What?”

CHARLOTTE'S POVI opened the bathroom door and peeked out of it to see if Owen was still in the room and I sighed in relief when I saw it was empty. I got out, wearing his bathrobe and I was surprised to see my clothes on the bed. Did he pick these out for me? I squealed in happiness at how romantic he was becoming. I got dressed in a few minutes and headed for the kitchen and I was hit hard with an amazing smell. I rushed to the kitchen and he was standing by the counter, with an apron around his waist. He seemed so focused on cooking that he didn't notice I was behind him. I wrapped my arms around his waist and he jolted a bit at my touch. “What's hubby cooking for me?” I mumbled against his back and he smiled as he turned to me and placed a slight peck on my head. “Bread and scrambled eggs.” He replied and I gasped in excitement as I looked over his shoulder and it looked mouth watering. “It looks beautiful!” I exclaimed and he chuckled as he laced his free hand with mine and