Owned By The Don
Raven Knight is a journalist who lives for the truth, even when it comes wrapped in danger.
When her latest investigation leads her to Club Eden, the notorious upscale strip club tied to underground crime, she goes undercover, armed with nothing but fake credentials and a steel spine. Her goal? Expose Jaxon Morreau, the billionaire Don said to be behind a global criminal empire.
But nothing could prepare her for Jaxon himself.
Jaxon Morreau rules with silence, dominance, and control. He built Club Eden as a front, but it became his kingdom. Cold, calculating, and feared by all, Jaxon doesn’t make mistakes… until he spots the one woman who dares defy him. Raven is a threat. She’s also magnetic. Instead of exposing her, he pulls her closer, offering her protection, power, and submission.
Their chemistry is fire. Their secrets, fatal.
As Raven falls deeper into Jaxon’s world, and into his bed, lines blur between truth and desire. Their relationship burns hot, twisted with bondage, dominance, and a hunger neither of them can ignore. But when Raven’s best friend is kidnapped, and a child is planted to destroy them, the darkness inside Jaxon threatens to consume them both.
Worse, Jaxon’s younger brother, Zane, isn’t just jealous, he’s obsessed. Zane doesn’t want to share Raven. He wants to own her.
In a world where loyalty is blood and betrayal is deadly, love may be the riskiest game of all.
Owned by the Don is a 150-chapter epic of passion, vengeance, possession, and submission. Perfect for fans of dark romance, mafia empires, and BDSM stories that mix power with heart.
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Chapter: Chapter 98 - The Weight Of A Trigger The penthouse was quiet except for the soft patter of rain against the floor-to-ceiling windows. Neon lights from the city below splintered across the polished marble, flickering like distant, dying stars. Raven’s hands were wrapped around Jaxon’s arm as he leaned heavily on her, each step deliberate, measured. The hospital gown had been replaced with a tailored shirt, blood-stained bandages hidden beneath, and a dark blazer to mask the bruising that had not yet faded. He moved slower than usual, but there was a spark in his gaze, the quiet, insidious power that no amount of weakness could fully contain.“You’re heavier than you look,” she muttered, voice strained. Her arms burned with the effort of holding him upright, supporting him into the elevator.Jaxon gave her a half-smile, one corner of his lips twitching. “I’m not fragile, Vixen. Just… strategic.” The word carried his usual edge, but it was tempered with a hint of exhaustion, a vulnerability she hadn’t seen before.The eleva
Last Updated: 2025-09-22
Chapter: Chapter 97 - Fragile Kings The room was quiet, almost oppressively so, except for the rhythmic beeping of monitors and the occasional hiss of oxygen. The sterile scent of antiseptic clung to everything, but it couldn’t mask the iron tang of blood lingering in the air, a reminder of the violence that had come before. Jaxon lay reclined against a heap of crisp white sheets, the once-impenetrable armor of his body now stripped away to vulnerability. Tubes snaked into his arms, his torso wrapped in layers of bandages, yet his presence still radiated dominance. Even in weakness, he was a force to be reckoned with.Raven sat beside him, hands intertwined with his, knuckles white from the tension she refused to release. She hadn’t slept, hadn’t even dared eat. All night, she had watched him, measured his shallow breaths, and felt her own pulse tighten with each labored exhale.“You should sleep,” Jaxon rasped, voice hoarse, the sound barely carrying over the monitors. His eyes, normally sharp and commanding, were bloo
Last Updated: 2025-09-20
Chapter: Chapter 96 - Blood In NeonThe night was heavy with smoke and bass as Raven and Jaxon stepped out of Club Eden. The city was alive around them, horns, laughter, the smear of neon lights, but to Raven it all sounded distant, muffled, like the world was holding its breath. Jaxon’s hand was firm on the small of her back, guiding her through the crowd, his body a wall of quiet authority.Inside, he’d been tense all night. She felt it in the way his gaze scanned corners, in the clipped answers he gave men who bowed their heads when he passed. Zane’s phone call still clung to them both, poisonous and lingering, and though Jaxon wore his composure like armor, Raven could sense the fury roiling beneath it.“Keep your head down,” he murmured as they reached the curb. His voice was low, the timbre of command that wasn’t for debate.Raven obeyed, though her spine stiffened. She’d grown used to danger, but the way he said it set her nerves ablaze. Viktor was already outside, speaking into his earpiece, scanning the street.
Last Updated: 2025-09-19
Chapter: Chapter 95 - Shadows Closing InThe silence in the penthouse was deafening. Raven sat curled in the corner of the couch, her knees drawn up against her chest, Jaxon’s phone call with Zane still echoing in her ears. "Tell me, little sin, are you his partner? Or his prisoner?" The words had slithered into her skin and stayed there, coiling tighter with every second that passed.Jaxon had stood frozen for a long moment after the line went dead. Not shouting, not pacing, not breaking into violence the way she half expected, no, he was calm. That dangerous calm she’d seen before, the one that meant the storm inside him was building and would not stop until something, or someone, broke. He poured himself a whiskey with a steady hand, downed it in one swallow, then poured another.“Viktor. Dante. Here. Now.” His voice was a blade, cold and sharp, as he spoke into the secure line.Raven wanted to reach for him, wanted to say something to pull him back from the brink, but she knew the look in his eyes too well. This was Jaxo
Last Updated: 2025-09-17
Chapter: Chapter 94 - Spider's Web The penthouse was quiet when Jaxon returned from the club. The silence wasn’t peace; it was the kind that clung like fog after a battlefield. Raven was curled on the sofa, knees drawn up, her journal lying open but untouched beside her. She looked up when the elevator doors whispered shut, eyes searching him the way a diver searches for air.He didn’t say anything at first. His coat slid from his shoulders with a practiced motion, and he draped it over the back of a chair. His hands flexed as though he wanted to crush something in them, then loosened. The glass coffee table caught the strain of his reflection, distorted in its surface like his thoughts.“Anything?” Raven asked, her voice too soft, too tentative.Jaxon’s jaw worked. “Interpol’s net is tightening. A week, maybe less, before they force their way into my operations.” His tone was flat, but underneath it, there was a growl. “And Zane knows it. He’s pushing, testing me in every corner.”Raven shifted, setting her feet on th
Last Updated: 2025-09-17
Chapter: Chapter 93 - The Blood Crown The boardroom was silent. Not the polished mahogany chamber where Jaxon conducted business, but the one that belonged to his mother, cold marble floors, crystal chandeliers, walls lined with portraits of ancestors who had built their empire on blood and fear.Raven had expected warmth, maybe a hint of nostalgia in the family estate, but there was none. Everything about the room screamed power, tradition, and the kind of ruthlessness that bled from one generation to the next.She sat beside Jaxon at the long obsidian table, her pulse hammering. The attempt on her life still echoed in her bones; she could feel the phantom crack of glass exploding at her back. Now, seated across from the woman who had ordered her death, Raven’s chest tightened with a new kind of fear, one born not from bullets, but from something colder.Jaxon’s mother entered the room without announcement.Evelyn Morreau was elegance carved into steel. Her gown, dark as midnight, swept the floor like a storm. Diamonds
Last Updated: 2025-09-16
Chapter: Chapter 149 - Fault LinesThe headlines hadn’t stopped since the leak. Luna’s single wasbraw, stripped, bleeding with truth and it had detonated like a bomb in the industry. The world couldn’t look away. Fans, journalists, even people who had never cared about her before were dissecting every lyric, every crack in her voice, every scream that bled into the recording. It was survival dressed as music, and it hit harder than anything she had ever done before.But success had its own price.Luna stood in their penthouse kitchen, staring at her phone where another alert lit up. Breaking: Reyes’ single dominates global charts, Day 5 at #1. Her chest should’ve swelled with pride, with relief. Instead, her throat tightened. She didn’t feel free. She felt trapped.“You’re not eating,” Adrian’s voice cut through from behind her.She flinched before she could stop herself. “I will. Later.”His eyes narrowed. He’d already loosened his tie, rolled his shirtsleeves back to the elbows, but he still radiated command like a m
Last Updated: 2025-09-21
Chapter: Chapter 148 - Stripped Bare The sun hadn’t even broken the horizon when Luna’s phone started buzzing. At first, she ignored it. The night had left her drained, body aching, throat raw, the memory of Adrian’s touch lingering in every nerve. She wanted nothing more than to curl deeper into the sheets, into the warmth of his body sprawled beside her, and pretend the world didn’t exist, but the buzzing didn’t stop. It grew louder, longer, until finally she reached for the phone on the nightstand, squinting at the flood of notifications. Mentions. Shares. Headlines. Trending hashtags stacked one after the other.Her chest tightened. The title of the thread at the top nearly made her drop the device.LUNA REYES STRIPS BARE IN NEW SONG — FANS IN TEARSShe sat bolt upright, heart hammering. Her thumb trembled as she clicked one of the links, and the studio demo, the one she had recorded hours ago, the one raw and unfinished, the one she had poured her soul into, poured through the tiny speaker.The unpolished, raw, unpr
Last Updated: 2025-09-20
Chapter: Chapter 147 - The Song Of Survival The studio lights were low, the kind of warm glow that seemed to melt into the walls, soft enough to blur the sharp edges of memory. Midnight wrapped itself around the city outside, but inside, the air was thick with silence, the kind that presses against your chest before something monumental happens.Luna stood in the vocal booth barefoot, headphones cupping her ears, eyes closed. Her hands trembled at her sides, but her voice, when it came, was steady, not polished, not rehearsed, but naturally raw.This wasn’t the pop princess the world remembered. This wasn’t the carefully packaged Luna Reyes who smiled on red carpets and sang songs written by executives who thought they knew what people wanted, this was her marrow, her pain and her defiance.Adrian sat in the control room, alone except for the engineer who had been sworn to silence and signed half a dozen NDAs before stepping foot inside. His gaze didn’t leave her. Every flicker of her mouth, every shift in her shoulders, every
Last Updated: 2025-09-19
Chapter: Chapter 146 - Crossfire Strategy The penthouse was still heavy with the echoes of what they’d shared hours ago. The sheets smelled like sex and sweat and of a promise carved into skin, but mornings never allowed luxury for long. By the time sunlight fractured across the glass walls, the war outside had already sharpened its teeth.Adrian was awake before her, as always. Luna stirred to the low cadence of his voice, sharp and clipped, carrying the weight of empires. He stood at the end of the bed in nothing but dark slacks, his body taut, the phone glued to his ear as if the world would crumble if he let go.“Kill the piece before it circulates again. No, I don’t care if Vega’s lawyers threatened a lawsuit, file three in return. Find out who fed him those contracts, and if anyone else so much as whispers his narrative, blacklist them. Permanently.”He ended the call with a snap, his jaw a cut of granite, eyes burning like the city skyline behind him.“Morning,” Luna croaked, her voice raw.His head turned. In an insta
Last Updated: 2025-09-19
Chapter: Chapter 145 - When The Music Stops The rehearsal room, in their home, was silent except for the low hum of the air conditioning and the faint echo of instruments warming up. Luna stood at the center of the stage, microphone in hand, but her voice wouldn’t come. Her throat felt clogged with something heavier than nerves, something darker. She opened her mouth, inhaled, and nothing, not a note, not a breath, just a hollow ache that had been building all day and hadn’t let her go.She sank onto the edge of the stage, legs dangling, shoulders trembling. The lights above her felt like a spotlight on her failure. Every headline, every smear, every whisper from Daniel’s venomous words pressed down on her chest. She had faced press attacks before, industry betrayal, public scrutiny, but this… this was something new. Her body refused to cooperate. Her voice refused to obey.Adrian arrived without warning, moving across the rehearsal space silently until he was at her side. His hand brushed her shoulder, firm and grounding.“Lun
Last Updated: 2025-09-17
Chapter: Chapter 144 - A New Empire Rises The attack came on a Tuesday morning. Luna had barely rolled out of bed when her phone buzzed itself into a fit of hysteria. Hundreds of notifications stacked like dominos, spilling across the screen, mentions, tags, messages. She didn’t have to click to know. She could feel the storm brewing before she even opened a single post.Adrian was already standing at the floor-to-ceiling windows of their penthouse, his shirt sleeves rolled, jaw locked tight, his phone pressed to his ear. His entire body was a wall of cold, controlled fury, the kind that promised disaster for anyone stupid enough to provoke him.“Pull the article. Now. No, I don’t give a damn about your advertisers. If you run with Daniel Vega’s statement again, you’ll regret it. Don’t test me.”He ended the call without a goodbye, his phone clattering onto the marble counter as his hands raked through his hair.“Luna.” His voice softened when he turned toward her. That was how she knew it was bad, Adrian only lowered his gua
Last Updated: 2025-09-16
Chapter: Epilogue - Sanchiano-Morelli Legacy Two years later.The first rays of dawn cut across the Tangier skyline, gilding the fortified Sanchiano villa with a light so sharp it seemed to carve the world into clarity. Talana stood at the highest balcony, wind whipping her dark hair across her face. The ocean stretched endlessly before her, a living mirror of possibility and peril. Two years had passed since the chaos of Project Lazarus and the final battles that had rewritten the map of global crime and power. Yet here she was, unbroken, unbowed, a living testament to survival and control.She ran her fingers across the balcony’s cold iron railing, feeling the smooth burn of the paint beneath her palm. Her mind wandered briefly, not to revenge, not to war, but to what they had created. Empire was not just property, wealth, or influence, it was trust, loyalty, and a network strong enough to resist betrayal, and the Sanchiano-Morelli line was now intertwined like never before.Massimo approached sile
Last Updated: 2025-08-24
Chapter: Chapter 150 - The Dona’s Reign The Mediterranean sun spilled gold over the Tangier skyline, painting the city in hues of warmth and promise. From the balcony of a low, fortified villa, Talana leaned against the stone railing, the wind tugging at her hair. Below, the markets hummed with life, the scent of spices, sea salt, and bread mingling in the morning air. For the first time in over a decade, she felt something like peace, not the hollow calm after a storm, but the quiet of a life reclaimed.Massimo emerged from the study behind her, dressed in crisp linen, the kind that spoke of leisure rather than war. His presence was a tether, grounding her to the moment.“You’re staring at the horizon like we own it,” he said, sliding his hands around her waist.Talana leaned back against him, her hand resting over the subtle swell of her belly. “We do,” she said softly. “In a way, we really do.”Massimo chuckled, resting his chin atop her head. “And in another way, we still have more
Last Updated: 2025-08-24
Chapter: Chapter 149 - The Last Vendetta The world outside the hospital had turned into something Talana barely recognized. Flashbulbs lit the pavement, burning brighter than the Mediterranean sun. Reporters shouted her name, microphones shoved forward like daggers. The air was electric with both adoration and venom.She stepped out slowly, black sunglasses hiding the burn scars still healing along her cheek. Her body ached with each movement, ribs strapped tight, shoulder bound, but she moved like steel anyway. A living symbol. A woman who had walked through fire and crawled out still breathing.Massimo’s hand hovered at her lower back, close enough to catch her if she faltered, but careful not to overshadow her presence. Lorenzo flanked her other side, his predator’s eyes sweeping the crowd for the slightest twitch, the smallest threat. Mariano and Sanchiano men formed a wall of muscle behind them.The press screamed questions:“Dona Fabrizio, are you afraid for your life?”“Do you
Last Updated: 2025-08-24
Chapter: Chapter 147 - The Rise Of The DonaThe stench of antiseptic clung to the air, sharp and biting, drowning out the faint perfume of roses that Massimo had demanded the nurses place at Talana’s bedside. The contrast felt obscene, almost mocking, the sweetness of beauty against the charred remnants of her skin. She lay propped against crisp hospital sheets, her dark hair tangled and scorched at the ends, the right side of her face swathed in gauze that peeked blood at the edges.Massimo had not left her side. Not once. He sat slouched in a steel chair, his black shirt ripped open at the collar, eyes bloodshot but burning with something primal, rage, fear, love all braided into one rope wound so tight it looked ready to strangle him. His hand clutched hers, thumb stroking her knuckles as if the act alone could tether her to this world.“Don’t fucking move again like that,” he rasped, his voice broken gravel. “Don’t you ever, ever, throw yourself into the fire for me. You hear me, Talana?”Her li
Last Updated: 2025-08-24
Chapter: Chapter 146 - The Hacker And The Bomb The storm over Reykjavik was a black maw, swollen clouds split open by veins of white lightning that lit the icy plain like the wrath of old gods. The helicopters cutting through that storm carried two kinds of blood: law and lawlessness.Interpol’s insignia glittered faintly on their fuselages, but the true teeth inside were not their agents, it was Isla with her fire-bright eyes and Aria strapped down with wires feeding into her skull, fighting her own seizures as if she were a living conduit between life and machine.Talana’s world smelled of smoke, blood, and gasoline. Calabria burned in her bones. Every heartbeat was war. Every breath was sharpened glass.Inside the ghe lab the neural server lab was buried in the volcanic rock, a concrete bunker guarded by men with De Marco’s ghost sigil stitched on their Kevlar. Isla led the breach like a woman who had already signed her name in blood. Two silenced pistols in her hands, she cut the first line of guar
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Chapter: Chapter 145 - Two Hearts One Love Talana’s nails raked down his back as though she could carve answers into his skin. Massimo didn’t flinch, he welcomed the sting. His mouth claimed hers again, rougher now, and he tasted the raw edge of her fury in every bite of her lips. The storm between them wasn’t meant to be gentle. It was meant to consume.Her thighs locked around his waist as he lifted her, slamming her back against the nearest wall. The picture frames rattled; the plaster cracked. Talana moaned into his mouth, her voice breaking between rage and hunger.“You should have told me!” she hissed, dragging his hair back so his eyes met hers. “You should have...”“kept you safe,” he growled, thrusting his hips against her, the heat between them burning away reason. “That’s all I’ve ever done, Talana. Even if it meant carrying sins that weren’t mine.”She tried to answer, but his hand closed around her throat, not crushing, but claiming. Her lips parted, trembling between defiance and surrender. The pressure forced he
Last Updated: 2025-08-23
Love Prevails
A story about a young woman, Camilla Jones, who struggles to overcome a disasterous marriage of bretrayal, heartache, pain, tears, sorrow, physical, emotional, and mental abuse.
Does she find love in the arms of another man?
Will her heart be mended, or is she doomed to remain married to the man she thought was her forever lover?
Steven Middleton - Husband. An article clerk for an accounting firm. Marries Camilla after only 6 months of courtship. Steven's drinking gets out of control, his late nights, habitual. Betraying his wife with multiple plus affairs, including her best friend and her cousin. He is also abusive in every aspect.
Bradford Hemmingway- Heir and CEO of Hemmingway International. Broken hearted by a woman that just days before a few days before his wedding when his fiancé ran off with his best friend. He vows never to fall in love again.
Will fate have it that way?
Will he be destined to live the life of a single person?
Will he find his forever wife?
Will the two worlds of love and hate collide?
Will the essence of Love actually Prevail?
All this and more as we delve into the lives of Camilla Jones, Steven Middleton, and Bradford Hemmingway in the ever romantic tale of Love Prevails.
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Chapter: Epilogue- A Closure Of A Chapter Firstly, I want to take a few moments to thank everyone for their love and support throughout the journey of Camilla Jones and her children Marshall, Meghan and Morgan.I want to say a special thank you to my own children for all the support they have given me over the years. To my mom, our queen of the family, for always being there for me through everything. The strong woman that she is, especially after the passing of my dad. To my sisters, though at times I'm full of it, thank you. In memory of my dad, certain chapters on Uncle Chris were dedicated to my dad who passed away in 2023 from Dementia. He always encouraged my writing and because of him I decided to start writing again. To all those who have been reading and have supported my writing journey, I humbly thank you for your support. Without you, the readers or listeners, my journey would not have been possible. A special "Thank You" goes to Unbroken Bonds group. Wi
Last Updated: 2025-06-06
Chapter: A Visit To The Orphanage The following morning, after having breakfast served in their room, Morgan surprised Annabelle. "After breakfast, get dressed, we're going to the orphanage."Annabelle, feeling nostalgic, had tears in her eyes. It was her home for so many years, but it was also the playground for bullying. "Don't fear anything, my love, I have your back, you are mine. No one will ever harm you again."As they headed to the orphanage, Annabelle's nerves began to get the better of her. "Relax baby girl, I have you," he whispered as they stepped out of the car and walked to the doors of the orphanage.A few familiar faces engulfed Annabelle. "Morning, what may I do for you?" one elderly woman asked. "I'm Annabelle," she responded, "Annabelle Roberts..." she paused, "sorry Hemmingway," she corrected herself quickly, "and this is my husband, Morgan Hemmingway."Another slightly younger lady approached them, "Wait," she said, "Annabelle Rob
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Chapter: Hometown Honeymoon Annabelle didn't want a fancy honeymoon. What she did want was a honeymoon in London. She wanted to go back and visit the orphanage that she had grown up in. Though Morgan had wanted to give her the best of the best, he gave her what she wanted.Morgan booked a week at the Landmark London. A five-star hotel with all the amenities.On arriving at the hotel, they were escorted to the Landmark Signature Suite. Comprised of a living room with dining table, master bedroom, and an en-suite.On the table was a bottle of champagne, compliments from management, as well as a bouquet of flowers and a box of chocolates.Entering the luxurious room, Annabelle couldn't help but be in awe. Morgan looked at her surprised expression and cherished how happy she was."Tomorrow we are going to the spa," he whispered, pulling her close into his embrace, "but for now, my beautiful wife, you are mine." His voice was deep, yet velvety.Morgan's eyes bur
Last Updated: 2025-06-06
Chapter: Morgan And Annabelle As the year began, the hospital was busy. Marshall and Danielle were working long hours to get the hospital moving. It was March of that year, Morgan and Annabelle had been discussing dates for their wedding. The topic of having children had come up. Tears streamed down Annabelle's face as they discussed the possibility of having children. When Annabelle had been shot in the stomach, the bullet had injured her to the point that the doctors said that having children may not be a possibility "I know you want children of your own kitten, but we can adopt," Morgan said tenderly, sympathetic. Though he wanted his own children, it was not more important than having his woman with him. Annabelle meant more to him. "We can go to the orphanage you grew up in and adopt as many as you like.""I can never forgive Sam for what she did to me. She took away from me the one precious joy in life." Annabelle leaned on his chest. Ho
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Chapter: Cheshires' New Hospital Lloyd and his construction crew had been working tirelessly for months, as they transformed the hospital into a state-of-the-art facility just in time for its grand opening in January and just in time for the winter snowfalls.Meanwhile, across town, the excitement reached another peak as Danielle and Marshall prepared for their long-awaited graduation day. Family and friends had driven up to Oxford, where the campus buzzed with celebration and pride. The auditorium was filled with loved ones eagerly awaiting the ceremony to begin.As the graduates' names were announced, the crowd quieted, listening intently. When the announcer finally declared, "We present to you our ultimate team graduates, Doctors Marshall and Danielle Hemmingway," the auditorium erupted in loud applause. The air filled with cheers, whistles, and joyous shouts of congratulations.Marshall and Danielle stepped forward hand in hand, their faces radiated smiles as their eyes glis
Last Updated: 2025-06-05
Chapter: A Shooting As they stepped out of the reception hall, a gun shot rang out. Everyone ducked for cover. A scream bellowed through the air and a voice said "Die you bitch! Die!" the female voice shrieked, her voice dripping with malice. As the female screamed those words, Morgan looked around for Annabelle who was lying crumpled on the ground. Her beautiful pale green dress, stained crimson. Her hand pressed against her stomach as the blood seeped out. Time stood still. "Annabelle!" Morgan screamed, terror in his voice. Looking for the shooter, he screamed, "find her and hold her.""We have her brother," Meghan and Marshall said, as they shoved Sam to the ground, holding her down till the police arrived. Seconds later he turned his attention to Annabelle who was now being put on the stretcher heading for the hospital. Climbing in the ambulance with Annabelle, he held her hand, fear tugging at his heart. "Hang in there kitten please. Fight baby ple
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