Semua Bab His To Own: Bab 21 - Bab 30

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.

The sound of the door creaking open pulled me out of sleep. I stayed still, listening. It had to be my father, ready to start another day with an argument I didn’t have the energy for. So, I kept my eyes closed and pretended to be asleep.I had managed to sleep after breakfast this morning, but only because I had spent the entire night thinking. Thinking about what exactly? A lot.Footsteps moved across the room—slow and careful. This wasn’t my father. He never moved this quietly.I forced myself to breathe evenly, fighting the urge to sit up and see who it was. Then, the mattress dipped slightly. A hand reached up and gently caressed my face.“You know you’re really bad at pretending,” a voice said, playful yet familiar.Kane. Freaking Kane.Why was this asshole here? My eyes flew open, wide with shock.“What are you doing here? Why are you here?” I blurted out, sitting up, my gaze darting between him and the door.He chuckled. “Slow down, Anya,” he said, reaching for the plaster on

Kane’s povI didn’t know what I was thinking, showing up at the hospital like that. I had no right to be there after how things ended between us. Hell, I had planned to wait, to bide my time until she was completely mine. But the moment I heard she was rushed to the hospital after leaving my house, I panicked. That panic quickly turned into anger—at him, at myself.Fuck. I knew she wouldn’t be safe going back to him, but I let her go anyway. I had no idea he’d try something this soon. It hadn’t even been 24 hours, and that bastard already put his filthy hands on her—on my Anya.The first thing I did was call the hospital to ask how she was. Of course, they refused to give me any information—some bullshit about “privacy policies.” But having money and power comes in handy. Liam had made sure the news didn’t get out, covering up both her hospitalization and the fact that he was the reason she was there. Cheeky bastard.A mild concussion. A bruised rib.I saw red.I thought of every poss

ANYA’S POVI was getting discharged today, and as I packed my bags, I wished I could stay in the hospital a little longer. Don’t get me wrong I don’t exactly like how I got here or being strangled half to death but because of the peace and quiet.My father and Liam hadn’t visited me since that day. I’d like to say it was strange, but honestly, I wouldn’t have wanted to see either of them anyway. And I was actually relieved they stayed away—I didn’t need to hear any of their bullshit.With a sigh, I walked out of the room, saying a final goodbye to the nurse who had been looking after me. As I stepped outside, I closed my eyes and took in a deep breath. The fresh air hit my face, giving me a brief moment of peace even though I knew I was walking right back into a war zone.My father was supposed to pick me up, but he canceled at the last minute and left me money to call an Uber. The problem? I didn’t have my phone, and I didn’t want to bother the nurses. So, I figured I’d just take a t

This was beyond awkward. The tension in the air was so suffocating, and the only sound was the clinking of utensils. I kept glancing between them, waiting for someone to speak because the silence was killing me.Then Liam finally opened his mouth.“Mr. Maxwell, I didn’t know you were into taking other people’s wives.”Oh, for the love of God. My breath caught as I looked at him in shock, then turned to Kane. But Kane didn’t seem fazed by the ridiculous comment.“I have to thank you for that, Mr. Ross,” Kane replied smoothly, a mocking smirk playing on his lips. He took a slow sip of water before continuing. “You’re the one who opened my eyes to it when you offered your wife to me. And then I thought, why not just take her from you instead?”What the hell was this conversation? I was here right.Desperate to change the subject, I forced a smile. “The breakfast is delicious. Rose is a really good cook.”Kane turned to me, grinning from ear to ear. “I think so too, love.”I froze. Love?