All Chapters of HE BROKE ME; THEN HE OWNED ME: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

~KatherineI sat at the head of the table, fingers drumming lightly against the smooth surface while the rest of them scattered like clockwork soldiers around me busy, focused, desperate for answers.Rosy had been barking orders earlier, pacing and waving her arms like a frustrated rooster. It was cute for a while. But then I stood. Said nothing. Just looked at her. She sat down.Now I was in control. Like I should’ve been from the start.The screens cast a bluish glow across the room, flickering across tense faces. Freya’s eyes were locked on the monitor, moving too fast for a civilian to follow. Lucien was muttering to himself while Reid typed like he had demons crawling through his fingertips, fast,violent. Every keystroke was a shot fired into the dark, hoping to hit something real. Sweat beaded at his temple, jaw clenched so tight I could almost hear the grind of his teeth.It was like watching a man possessed. I wondered why he was working that hard for Thorne.Freya stayed e

~KatherineThe SUV roared to life as we pulled out of the lot, engines humming low and dangerous like hounds off their leash. I sat between Reid and Freya, while Lorenzo took the passenger seat up front, giving off that usual I-don’t-care-but-I-control-everything aura.Rosy was driving aggressively.“Still tracking her?” Lorenzo asked, his tone cool but edged.“Yeah,” Freya replied, eyes flicking between her tablet and the street ahead. “She’s moving, though. Not fast. Looks like she hasn’t realized we’re on her yet.”“She will,” Rosy muttered. “Lily’s smart, just reckless.”Lucien scoffed from the very back seat. “So basically like all of us.”I smirked, but didn’t respond. I glanced at Lorenzo.His jaw was tight. Eyes focused. Hands folded like he had already predicted every possible outcome before we even left the compound.Enzo…I should hate him. Most people did. But there was something about the quiet violence under his skin, the way he didn’t raise his voice but still made the

~LunaI fully applied the makeup, each stroke of the brush perfect, precise like a painter sealing their masterpiece. My reflection in the mirror smiled back at me, untouchable.I tilted my head, letting the light catch the shimmer on my cheekbones. Beautiful. Almost disarmingly so.But beauty was a weapon, and today, I planned to use it.Leaning closer to the mirror, I traced the curve of my lips with the deep crimson lipstick, slow and deliberate. The color looked like power. Like blood.I smiled.Lily slipped quietly into the room, her eyes widening just enough to betray admiration before she spoke. “You look stunning, ma’am.”I didn’t bother turning from the mirror, sliding the last strand of hair into place. “Keep the compliment,” I said coolly. “What about Raven?”“He should be awake by now. The sleeping pills have done their part, and… I had him locked in.” Her lips curved faintly, a touch of pride in her voice.Finally, I turned, meeting her gaze, and allowed myself a small,

~LunaThe dim light overhead cast jagged shadows across the walls, stretching and twisting like restless spirits. My heels clicked against the polished floor as I stood by the doorway, watching him fight those shackles for the hundredth time as if sheer stubbornness could break forged steel.The heavy door groaned open, and two of my guards stepped inside. Their presence was always like a cold draft. One of them, a tall brute with eyes like black ice, spoke in a flat, almost mechanical tone.“You have guests.”My lips curved into a slow, knowing smile. Guests. That could only mean one thing, his people had finally crawled their way here. I glanced at Raven, who paused mid-struggle, his chest heaving, sweat glistening on his temples.“I assume your fellow goons are here,” I said lightly, as though announcing the arrival of my own old friends. “I’m sorry, but I’ll have to strike a deal with them in your absence.” I lifted my hand to my lips, kissing my index finger delicately, then pre

~ElenaI stepped out of my Lamborghini, the engine’s purr fading into the crisp Scottish air. Slipping my black shades from my face, I took in the view.Scotland. Finally.Before me, the company towered, a sleek, thirty-two story monument of glass and steel slicing into the gray sky. A skyscraper that practically dripped with money and power.Three guards moved toward me in unison, boots striking the pavement with disciplined movement. Their eyes gave nothing away. I couldn’t tell if they recognized me or if I was just another guest they’d been ordered to escort. Well, it's been years so people who were guards around that time would have been probably disbanded or anyhow not here anymore.“Take me to whoever’s in charge right now,” I said, my tone leaving no room for negotiation. “Whoever holds the reins when the queen is away.”I knew Luna ruled this place, but she wouldn’t be here. Not today. Probably. I heard Katherine and her crews already found out her location.The guards excha