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The Breaking Point
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2026-06-28 19:07:25
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OWNED BY THE GHOST The End Of Us
Elliot’s POVI couldn’t sleep.I suddenly started feeling hot even with my A.C on. I stared at the ceiling, my mind was spinning like a storm. Scott’s words from yesterday kept echoing: “Thank you for tonight, Laurent. I really enjoyed being with you… I’ll think about what we discussed earlier.”He was leaving. After everything, after I defended him in front of my father, after I paid his debts in secret, after I kept him close to me. I opened up to him yet he’s still thinking about walking away.I cursed under my breath, fists clenched on the sheets. “That timing bastard. Says he’s staying one minute, then runs the next. After I let him in. And showed him the parts of me no one else sees.”The lion my father raised was awakened. The dark thoughts started trooping in. If I can’t have him, no one else can. I could make Laurent look bad. Spread rumors. Poison Scott’s mind against every offer. Keep him here. With me. Even if I had to step on a few toes to do it.I hated myself for thinki
OWNED BY THE GHOST The Breaking Point
Scott’s POVI stormed out of Elliot’s office with my legs still shaking and his cum filled up in my hole. My ass burned from how hard he had fucked me, bent over the desk like I was nothing but a toy he could threaten and claim. The words he’d growled still rang in my ears: “You can’t leave me. You’re mine. If I can’t have you, no one else will.”That wasn’t love. He wants to control me like I’m his property. And it scared the hell out of me. I haven’t seen this side of him.I was pissed. Totally pissed to my bone marrow. The side of Elliot I saw today, the dark possessive rage, the threats, the way he used sex to control me, reminded me too much of the dangerous stories he had told me about his father. I can’t keep doing this. No matter what, I had to choose one of the offers fast. Before I lost myself completely.Staying with Elliot felt like walking on broken glass, beautiful but dangerous. I pulled out my phone in the hallway and called Laurent with the number he had texted me ea
OWNED BY THE GHOST The Lion’s Shadow
Elliot’s POVI watched him from across the general office floor like a hawk.Scott sat at his desk, phone in hand, face lighting up in that bright, hopeful way when someone finally gets what he’s been expecting His hazel eyes softened. A small smile tugged at his lips. He typed something quick, then put the phone down, but the glow stayed on his face.Who the fuck was texting him?Laurent? One of those fancy gallery owners offering him the world on a silver platter? Or some other rich bastard promising him freedom from all this, I mean from me?My hands clenched into fists under the desk. The beast inside me, the one I’d tried to bury since I promised not to follow my father’s footsteps, woke up snarling. If I can’t have him, no one else can. The thought came fast. I hated it. But I couldn’t stop it.I grew up in a mafia family. My father didn’t just run businesses, he owned people. He spilled blood like it was nothing. He taught me early that love was a weakness, that if you wanted
OWNED BY THE GHOST Midnight Doubts
Scott’s POVThe clock on my nightstand glowed at 3:00 AM due to the alarm I set . The room was dark except for the faint city light sneaking through the curtains. Elliot lay beside me, sleeping like he had no worries in the world. His face looked softer in sleep, those beautiful eyes that got my attention were closed, tattoos peeking from under the sheet, chest rising and falling slow and steady. He looked innocent. And peaceful.I couldn’t sleep. My mind wouldn’t shut up.I stared at him, heart heavy. This man had fucked me senseless more times than I could count, held me after, then called it a mistake every single time. Yet here he was, in my bed, like he was my boyfriend. Like we were something real.My phone lay on the pillow next to me. I picked it up quietly, screen lighting up my face. Three new offers. Laurent’s full-time position in Paris with a fat salary and other juicy incentives. Another from a big New York gallery. One from a collector in London offering to fund my own
OWNED BY THE GHOST Stay
Elliot’s POVI was walking past the break area when I overheard two board members talking. “Scott McAllen might leave Zenex. Laurent’s offered him a major gallery partnership, international shows, big money, his relocation cost will also be taken care off. He’d be crazy not to take it.”My steps faltered. Scott is leaving. The thought made something inside me twist painfully. He didn’t need this job anymore. He didn’t need me. The promotion, the attention he’s been getting, the anonymous payments I’d been making, none of it mattered if he walked away.I acted indifferent in the meeting that followed, nodding coldly when someone mentioned Scott being a rising star. But inside, I was panicking. The fear was worse than anything my father had ever done to me. I couldn’t lose him. Not now. Not when he was the only person who made me feel something real.I left the office early and drove straight to his apartment. I didn’t even bother to call him. No warning. I just needed to see him.Scot
OWNED BY THE GHOST You’re Mine Alone
Scott’s POVThe mini exhibition opening was supposed to be my day. Lights flashing, people clapping, my paintings on every wall. But all I could feel was Elliot’s eyes burning into me from across the crowded gallery.We’ve had too many people troop into the gallery that we had to plan an impromptu exhibition at the gallery to showcase some of our artwork that wasn’t displayed during the exhibition.Lewis leaned in close, his hand brushing my arm as he smiled. “You’re shining tonight, Scott.” Then he lifted my hand and kissed the back of it slowly, right there in front of everyone. Cameras clicked. I could see Ms.Victoria’s prying eyes.My stomach twisted. I forced a smile, but my eyes found Elliot. His jaw was locked tight, he stood there like a statue with his fists clenched at his sides. He was explaining the inspiration behind some of our ancient inspired art works but it’s clear he wasn’t concentrating. Before I could pull away from Lewis, Elliot was there. He grabbed my wrist, v
OWNED BY THE GHOST Shattered Mask
Chapter 18: Shattered MaskElliot’s POVThe photo landed on my desk like a grenade.Scott stood there in my office, eyes blazing with that bold, defiant fire I both craved and feared. He didn’t knock. He just walked in and shoved the blurry image of me, masked at one of those underground parties, m
OWNED BY THE GHOST Painted Mine
Scott’s POVThe elevator doors opened straight into Elliot’s hidden playroom, and my breath caught. Dim red lighting, black walls, a suspension rig hanging from the ceiling like something out of a dark fantasy. Padded benches, hooks, a rack of toys that made my cock twitch. This wasn’t just sex any
OWNED BY THE GHOST The Ghost
Scott’s POVThe copy room smelled like warm paper or do I say stale coffee. I was alone, photocopying some documents concerning the upcoming exhibition, still riding high from last night’s penthouse session, my ass deliciously sore, Elliot’s handprints faint on my skin. For once, I let myself smile
OWNED BY THE GHOST The Footage
Elliot’s POVThe security feed played the loop of Scott stepping out of the private elevator, hair messy, shirt wrinkled, walking with that slight limp I knew I had put there. Cum still leaking out of him, no doubt. He looked wrecked. Beautiful. Mine.My finger hovered over the delete button for th
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