All Chapters of The Night He Owned Me: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

“I honestly don’t know. He didn’t say anything. As soon as I was outside, I ran toward your soldier but he was already dead. I raced toward my car, managing to get in and lock the door. But he was there, standing in the shadows. He shot the car. My back windshield. I thought I was dead. This is crazy, Joshua. Why? What are they doing, trying to take over the country?”“Maybe. Do you still have the drives?”“Yes, but I had to leave my phone.”“It’s okay. We’ll be fine.” The fuckers had killed one of my men. Hissing, I tried to think this through, loathing being driven into a corner like some fucking rat. Whoever was behind this fucking charade would be hunted down.“I can’t go with you, Joshua. I’ll lose everything if I do. I just don’t know what I’m supposed to do.”“Sweetcherie, hear what I’m telling you. You’ll lose your life if you stay. At this point I don’t know what’s going on any more than you do, but I assure you that no one is going to keep you safe if you stay. And here’s th

I noticed the driver was turning into a stunning neighborhood. It would seem every house had significant amounts of land. Almost all were gated. As soon as the driver made a turn, I leaned forward. We were still close to the river and if I had to guess, I’d say his house backed up to it. The driveway was winding and when the estate finally came into view, I was pleasantly surprised. I don’t know what I expected but while the Tudor-style mansion was massive, it had a homey quality. There were twinkling white lights in the trees, which added to the beauty of the landscaping.The colors of the flowers and blooming shrubs were stunning, highlighted by the sunrise, the crisscross of colors across the sky breathtaking. I’d feel like a princess if I didn’t feel so filthy and out of sorts.“This is yours?”“It is now. My grandparents owned it, then gifted it to me. My brother got their summer house.”“Summer house.”“Yes, a stunning Mediterranean that suits Greg very well.”A few seconds pass

Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Mikey giving his boss a sly grin, which I wanted nothing more than to be able to wipe off his face.“Not so fast,cherie. Mikey. Leave us alone for tonight. Gather the troops, including my brother for a meeting in the morning. Contact my father as well. I want it held at his house.”“You got it, boss.” While his face registered surprise, Mikey said nothing else before taking long strides out of the room.I took a deep breath, doing what I could to ignore the crap on the oversized screen. They were going on and on about it, dissecting my entire life. Where I’d gone to school. Where I ate lunch on a regular basis. Where I lived. Nothing was sacred.Joshua placed whatever drink he had on his desk, clipping off the television then walking toward me slowly. “Here’s what we’regoing to do. We’re going to make dinner and enjoy an evening. The news broadcast was meant to put the fear of God into us. That’s not who we are or what we’re made of. Tomorrow we’

Even her lovely voice held an indication of pouting, something I also craved hearing. She managed to bring back an entirely different level of joy that I wasn’t used to but wanted more of. While she tried to fight me as I removed her bra, she was laughing the entire time, her eyes lighting up with a fire unlike anything I’d ever seen. “Then you would be wrong.”After scooping more of the melting cream into my hands, I slathered her breasts, concentrating on her nipples. She took several gasping breaths, slowly ceasing to fight as I lowered my head, sucking on her taut nipple. The taste was sweet, and it had nothing to do with the ice cream.“Oh, my. You’re so bad. So very… bad,” she whispered, running her fingers in circles over my chest. As she fought to remove my shirt, I finally jerked it off with one hand, tossing it aside then returning to the sweetest duties in the world. She licked her lips, her eyes unfocused as she reached for my cock, her sticky hands stroking me through my

Maybe I was thinking too much like a conspiracy theorist, but I was exactly in the same mindset as Joshua. Refusing to leave any stone unturned. After printing a few files that I preferred looking at on paper, I moved to the second jump drive, the one stolen from Christine’s office. The moment I shoved it into the system and pulled up the files, I could tell exactly why Joshua had been concerned.Everything was password encrypted. Even if I knew Christine more personally, it would take hours, maybe days to try to figure out her password. That was assuming that she’d used just one. For all I knew, this could have come from someone else, the password only existing in her mind. Fuck. I tried a few, including her birthdate, but that didn’t work.I wasn’t tech savvy enough to know how to go about setting up a search system. What would I do instead? I started jotting notes.A few minutes later, I realized I wasn’t alone. When I looked up, the fact Christopher was watching me intently, his l