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Chspter 76 - Scars You Can’t See

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The penthouse was too quiet. Raven sat curled on the edge of Jaxon’s bed, her body still humming from the adrenaline of everything that had happened.

He hadn’t said much since he returned. Not a word about Zane. Not a word about the damage. Only that sharp, steady silence of his, the kind that made every sound in the room feel too loud.

She had seen him angry before. She had seen him ruthless, but tonight she had seen something worse, Jaxon cold, the kind of cold that didn’t rage, didn’t bark orders, just destroyed.

When the elevator doors slid open behind her, Raven didn’t turn. She knew that deliberate rhythm of his steps, heavy and unhurried, like a man who never feared walking into a room.

“Where is he?” she asked without looking at him. Her voice came out thin.

“Gone,” Jaxon said. Just that single syllable, as sharp as glass.

“Gone where?”

A pause. Then, “somewhere he’ll remember.”

Raven finally looked over her shoulder. His suit jacket was missing, his shirt sleeves rolled up, a
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  • Owned By The Don    Chapter 99 - Zane's Chains

    The penthouse was quiet when Raven slipped out onto the balcony that night. She thought she might catch her breath, escape the heaviness of the last days, but the city stretched below her like a trap of neon and shadows. Jaxon was sleeping in the master suite, painkillers finally lulling him into something that resembled rest.Raven leaned on the cold steel railing, exhaling smoke from a cigarette she didn’t remember lighting. The burn in her lungs was grounding. She closed her eyes, just for a moment, long enough not to hear the door whisper open behind her.The cloth came down hard, sharp, chemical. She clawed at the arm around her throat, nails digging, lungs searing with chloroform’s bitter sting. A hiss at her ear, low and venomous, “did you really think he could keep you safe?” Then blackness swallowed her whole.When she woke, the first thing Raven registered was silence. Too complete, too deliberate. The second was the chair beneath her, a wooden one, rough against her thighs.

  • Owned By The Don    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

  • Owned By The Don    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

  • Owned By The Don    Chapter 96 - Blood In Neon

    The 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.

  • Owned By The Don    Chapter 95 - Shadows Closing In

    The 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

  • Owned By The Don    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

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