All Chapters of Owning Vic: Chapter 21 - Chapter 27

****TRIGGER WARNING This chapter contains possibly triggering aspects, please be mindful of your own mental health before reading****By the time they finished visiting the last of the Bura facilities Vic was so exhausted the steady rocking motion of the car was making her eyelids heavy. As her body began to relax back into the seat she was jerked from her impending slumber when Rowan kicked the bottom of her foot, “stay awake,” he barked and Vic rolled her eyes as she sat up, folding her arms over her chest. Volkov had insisted that Vic ride back with Rowan, Max, and Rocco alone and while she wasn’t opposed to the situation the seating arrangements had left her with Rowan and Max sitting directly across from her while Rocco drove. Although Maddie had hugged Vic tight before they departed, assuring her that she did not believe for one moment that Vic was working with her brother to sabotage them the three men she now sat in the car with, along with their boss, didn’t seem to share her

***TRIGGER WARNING***(There will be some sensative subjects discussed in this chapter, please be mindful of your mental health.)Max rocked himself and Vic followed him to the floor, wrapping her arms around him as he continued to speak although his head was stuffed between his knees, “I agreed but I didn’t trust them to keep their word, so I helped him become another person,” he whispered and Vic sat up as Max did the same, “did I tell you that I’m an impressive hacker as well as a dead shot sniper and dazzling ladies’ man,” he teased and Vic smiled at him as she shook her head. “No you didn’t tell me that,” she answered softly and he winked, “how do you think I got you an ID so fast, and who do you think did the recon on that fine ass, Volkov didn’t find you by accident baby, I ghost hunted the ghost and knew the first time that deadly fine ass smiled on my screen I had to be in your world, even if it was just for a

Donnie’s hands and feet shook furiously against their bindings as he choked and coughed on a face full of water instead of oxygen. Mercilessly Max’s full bottle of water replaced Rocco’s empty one while Vic watched the pair laugh and glance at one another as Donnie tried to speak between his gagging on water and gasping for air, “you need to speak up I can’t understand you,” Rocco barked through his laughter, “all I hear is blub, blub, blub,” Max mocked as his bottle finally ran dry. Vic crossed her arms as Donnie’s dripping face searched hers with desperation, “please Vic,” he begged, and the woman responded by crossing her arms over her chest and tilting her head toward her boss. “Donnie started out as Phillips assistant at the main office but my dad caught him cooking numbers and skimming from the families who procured our cleaning services,” Vic tilted her head as she watched Donnie’s body convulse trying desperately to catch his breath, “my father had him moved to our smallest fa

Vic stood in Volkov’s office with Rocco trying to look like she was listening when she hadn’t heard a word either man had said since crawling into the backseat of Volkov’s car. She could tell the men were arguing in some way but no matter how hard she tried she couldn’t get Donnie’s words out of her head. Not only had Phil run to the small town their mother had loved seeking quiet refuge in, but he was using her name to hide. That fact enraged her to the point that she wasn’t sure if the state of Donnie’s life didn’t matter to her out of misplaced spite or if she really had become so disconnected from humanity that she simply didn’t care if he lived or died.“Vic,” Volkov’s voice snapped her back into the room with a guilty pit in her stomach, “I’m sorry boss I’m more than slightly distracted,” she admitted and watched carefully as Volkov’s eyebrow twitched. “What is it that has you so distracted Vic,” he asked with a thread of genuine concern weaving through his voice. Vic chewed her