OWNED BY THE ENEMY, His Dark Claim
Amara thought her life couldn't get worse, trapped in poverty, caring for her ailing grandmother, betrayed by the man she loved. But one night changes everything: a police raid lands her in jail, where she meets the last man she should ever cross paths with…. Alessandro Vitale
He offers her freedom, but at a price: Marriage.
A deal, a trap, and a lifeline all at once.
What Alessandro doesn't know is that Amara carries a secret… a child that belongs not to him, but to his own bloodlines' rival. Their dangerous union sparks a web of betrayal, obsession, and power struggles, where love is both their greatest weapon and their deepest weakness.
As past feuds resurface and enemies circle closer, Amara must decline: will she remain a pawn in the Mafia’s deadly game, or rise as the unexpected queen of an empire built in blood.
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Chapter: Chapter 234 Victor’s I had been waiting for this day for a long time. Tomorrow was the oath-taking ceremony for the position of “Capo dei Capi”, and for the first time, I could finally feel the weight of what I had accomplished settling on my shoulders. But there was one final invitation still sitting in my possession. And I knew exactly who I wanted to give it to. The one person I knew would never have made this possible without his own actions. Alessandro Vitale. Whether he wanted to admit it or not, the downfall of the Vitale family had created the path that had led me here. Without the secrets surrounding Amara, without the chaos at Laura's wedding, without the revelations that had shaken the entire La Camorra, I wouldn't be standing where I was now. So, before I took the position officially, I wanted him there. I wanted him to witness it. I drove straight to the Vitale estate. When I arrived, I found Alessandro exactly where I expected him to be—outside the house, preparing to l
Last Updated: 2026-08-11
Chapter: Chapter 233 Amara’s POV I woke up to the sharp vibration of my phone on the bedside table. For a brief moment, I stared at the ceiling, disoriented, before reaching for it. Beside me, Alessandro shifted slightly. I noticed his eyes open for the briefest second before he turned onto his side again and closed them, pretending to be asleep. Whether he intended to give me privacy or simply didn't want to start another conversation between us, I couldn't tell. The phone continued ringing. The moment I saw Marco's name flashing across the screen, my heart skipped. I quickly slipped out of bed, careful not to make too much noise, and quietly left the bedroom before answering. "What is it, Marco?" I asked in a hushed voice. "Why are you calling this early?" "I just wanted to tell you not to leave the house," he replied casually. "In case you already have plans. I'm coming over because I want to see my daughter." My grip tightened around the phone. "No," I said immediately. "Don't come. I'll be
Last Updated: 2026-08-06
Chapter: Chapter 232 Alessandro’s POV Before Damian and I left the house that morning, I gathered the men assigned to guard the estate. "There is one order," I told them. "No one is to enter this house while I'm away." They nodded. I looked at each of them before adding the names that mattered most. "Especially Marco and Victor." Neither of them was welcome here. Victor was obvious. The man had made it his life's mission to destroy my family. Marco was different. Not because I believed he wanted to hurt Amara, but because of the company he had chosen to keep. The last time he came to the estate, I refused to let him inside. After everything Victor had done to Amara—after all the pain he had caused—Marco had still chosen to stand beside him. Marco, of all people, should have understood. Anyone who willingly walked beside a man determined to destroy Amara could never convince me that he meant her well. That thought stayed with me throughout the day. The moment Damian stopped the car in fron
Last Updated: 2026-08-04
Chapter: Chapter 231Amara's POV I never imagined Ginevra would see me like this.Broken.Lost.Questioning everything I thought I knew about my own marriage.She looked at me with sympathy, something I never expected from her."It's in the past now, Amara," she said softly. "Out of everyone, you should know how much Alessandro loves and adores you."But her words barely reached me.I wasn't listening anymore.My thoughts were too loud.Every memory I shared with Alessandro now seemed to carry questions I had never thought to ask.I couldn't bear staying there another second.Without another word, I stood and quietly excused myself.By the time I reached the front of the estate, Marco was still waiting exactly where I had left him.The moment he saw my face, he already knew.Still, he asked."What did she say?"His eyes searched mine."Did she confirm that what I told you was true?"I couldn't answer him.I didn't have the strength to.Instead, I silently opened the passenger door, climbed into the car,
Last Updated: 2026-07-10
Chapter: Chapter 230 Amara's POV Marco showing up at the house after Alessandro left was already unexpected. But hearing him say he intended to take Venera and me away with him was something I never could have imagined. Even so, none of that compared to what came next. The moment he mentioned that Alessandro had once intended to give one of my babies away, everything else disappeared from my mind. At first, I wanted to ask him how he even knew I had been pregnant with twins. Very few people knew that. But the question quickly became meaningless. There was only one thing I needed answered. I looked at him, my voice barely above a whisper. "Is that true... or are you making it up?" Marco's expression didn't change. "You need to stop pretending you don't know," he said. "The man you love so completely intended to give one of your child to Ginevra." The words struck me harder the second time. I couldn't explain what happened to my body. It felt as though every ounce of strength had left me at
Last Updated: 2026-07-08
Chapter: Chapter 229 Marco’s POV I was already sitting in the car with one of Victor's men beside me, waiting for the only confirmation I needed before making my move. After what felt like forever, another one of Victor's men finally approached the car. "Boss, he left with Damian," he said. I looked at him carefully. "You saw the car leave the estate yourself?" I asked. I needed certainty. No mistakes. "Yes," he replied immediately. "I made sure of it." Only then did I nod and dismiss him. The moment I had my confirmation, I started the engine and drove straight toward the Vitale estate. The house looked exactly as they had described—quiet, almost abandoned. For a brief moment, I thought Amara might have gone with Alessandro, and disappointment settled heavily in my chest. Then I heard Venera crying. Relief washed over me. She was still here. This opportunity had come because of Victor's planning after Alessandro humiliated me the last time I visited. He had blocked me from seeing both Am
Last Updated: 2026-07-05
THE HARRISON HEIRESS
At sixteen, Freya thought she had escaped the loneliness of the orphanage when she was adopted into the powerful Sutton family. Instead, she was sold into a loveless marriage with Malum Sutton, a greedy womanizer twice her age who needed a wife to claim his inheritance.
But across Dubai’s glittering skyline and the Modern-day United States (Chicago, New York), another truth is unfolding. The Harrison family — wealthier and more powerful than the Suttons—reveals their matriarch once gave birth to a quadruplet, not triplets. Their long-lost daughter was stolen at birth, Three brothers, Kai, Rowan, and Sage, begin a desperate search for their missing sister.
When business brings Sage to the Sutton estate, he notices something odd: Malum’s wife flinched at his touch, her silence screaming of abuse. What Sage doesn’t yet know is that this fragile woman is the sister he’s been looking for.
Malum, terrified of losing control, fabricates DNA tests to present his secretary as the missing Harrison daughter.
Until betrayal turns on betrayal. Odessa, the woman who once delivered Freya into Malum’s hands, exposes the scheme.
But Malum does not give up so easily. Manipulating their son’s innocence and stoking Freya’s insecurities through jealousy of Harrison's wives, he lured her back into his grasp. He binds her with a cruel contract, one designed to strip her of everything unless she can prove his infidelity.
This time, however, Freya is no longer alone. With her brother’s love and her own newfound strength, she turns Malum’s trap against him.
From orphan to outcast, from victim to heiress, Freya claims her place as the true Harrison daughter.
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Chapter: Chapter 66 Freya’s POV I had to wait until the night was over. There was no other choice. No matter how badly I wanted to leave, no matter how much the walls of that place felt like they were closing in on me—I couldn’t walk out early. Not after everything. Not after the way Clio and Remi cornered me, their hands pressing me back, their voices sharp as they reminded me exactly why I shouldn’t have come. But they didn’t matter. Not really. Their words, their anger, their warnings—none of it stayed with me the way it should have. Because all I could think about was Malum. Everything else faded in comparison. By the time I finally got home, the silence hit me first. Heavy. Still. I stepped inside slowly, almost cautiously, as if I expected him to be there waiting—standing in the dark, ready to confront me the second I crossed the threshold. But he wasn’t. The house was empty. At least… it felt that way. My eyes moved instinctively, searching, until I caught sight of his car outside
Last Updated: 2026-04-03
Chapter: Chapter 65 Malum’s POV I couldn’t take it anymore. Not after the way they sat there—all of them—watching me like I was entertainment. Like I had walked into their home just to give them something to laugh about. And they did. Right in my face. The sound of it still rang in my ears as I walked out of the Harrison estate, each step heavier than the last, my jaw locked so tight it ached. I didn’t look back. I didn’t care who was watching. I didn’t care what they thought. I was done. Done trying to play their game. Done pretending this was ever a negotiation. I didn’t even bother looking for Freya. That alone said everything. “Mr. Sutton!” Cassandra’s voice carried behind me, sharp enough to cut through the noise in my head. I heard her—I just chose not to respond. I didn’t slow down, didn’t turn, didn’t give her anything. Not right now. I just needed to get out. Out of that house. Out of their reach. Out of whatever humiliation they thought I was supposed to stand there and accept.
Last Updated: 2026-04-02
Chapter: Chapter 64 Cassandra’s POV I watched everything unravel. From the very moment Malum and I stepped into the Harrison estate, something felt off—like we had walked straight into a trap dressed up as an invitation. The air was too polished, the smiles too rehearsed, the stares too sharp. I should have trusted that instinct. Instead, I watched. I watched as Malum tried to hold a conversation with one of the Harrison brothers, his voice steady but strained, his patience thinning with every word exchanged. It didn’t take long before the tension snapped. What started as a conversation quickly teetered on the edge of a fistfight—shoulders squared, jaws clenched, pride flaring on both sides. And then, right on cue, another Harrison stepped in. A savior. At least, that’s how he made it look. He inserted himself between them with calculated ease, diffusing the situation just enough to shift the narrative. Suddenly, Malum wasn’t the man defending himself—he was the aggressor. The problem. The disr
Last Updated: 2026-04-01
Chapter: Chapter 63 Kai’s POV After I finally managed to get away from my friends, I headed straight inside, my eyes already searching the room for Freya. The place was buzzing—laughter, music, glasses clinking, people moving in clusters—but no matter how many times I scanned the hall, I couldn’t see her. For a moment, unease crept in. I thought of asking Scarlett, but she was busy beside Mother, attending to guests and making sure everything was perfect. Pulling her away now would only add to her stress, and I didn’t want to do that. Just as I was about to widen my search, I spotted Finn. He was with Daisy, the two of them sitting on the floor, completely lost in their own little world. Daisy was saying something animatedly while Finn laughed, his hands moving excitedly as he replied. Relief washed over me immediately. If Finn were here, then Freya had to be around somewhere. I kept looking. That was when I saw Rowan and Sage standing near the bar, deep in conversation. I walked up to them, and
Last Updated: 2026-03-22
Chapter: Chapter 62 Kai’s POV My tour wasn’t over—not even close—but there was no way I was missing my mother’s birthday. I’d argued with my management for days, pushed schedules around, traded favors I’d probably regret later. Somehow, they made it work. A narrow window. A rushed flight. No rest. But I was here—and that was all that mattered. Still, the thought I couldn’t shake wasn’t about the party. It was Freya. The possibility that she might be our sister sat heavily in my chest. I’d tried to stay logical about it. Scarlett had warned me not to get ahead of myself, but how could I not? We’d been searching for a while now—false leads, dead ends, hope followed by disappointment. And then Freya appeared, almost quietly, slipping into our lives in a way that felt… familiar. Too familiar. I pushed the thought aside as I stepped fully into the venue. That was when I heard it. “Daddy! Daddy!” I barely had time to turn before Daisy came running toward me, her little legs moving too fas
Last Updated: 2026-02-04
Chapter: Chapter 61 Freya’s POV The drive was quiet. Too quiet. Kai kept his eyes on the road, Finn sat happily in the back seat swinging his legs, and I sat there with my thoughts crashing into one another. No one spoke, but my mind refused to rest. Their lost sister. The words replayed over and over, sinking deeper with every passing second. I didn’t know what to feel—fear, disbelief, hope, or something dangerously close to longing. My chest felt tight, like I’d opened a door I wasn’t ready to walk through yet. Without realizing it, my hand tightened around Finn’s arm. “Mommy, you’re hurting me,” Finn cried out, his small voice sharp with pain. I startled immediately, as if someone had poured cold water over me. My grip loosened at once, and guilt crashed into me hard. All the thoughts that had been pulling me in different directions snapped back into place. “Oh my God, baby, I’m so sorry,” I said quickly, turning fully toward him. I took his hand gently this time, rubbing his arm the way I a
Last Updated: 2026-02-02
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