All Chapters of HE BROKE ME; THEN HE OWNED ME: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

~Elena"Can I ask for a last wish?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper, eyes fluttering open like they weighed more than her strength could carry.I stiffened. “And what is that?” I asked coldly, trying not to let the crack in my voice betray me.She inhaled slowly, then exhaled as if releasing years of weight. “The child in my tummy... at least let me give that to Thorne. Please. Let me bring this child to life before you kill me.”For a moment, I said nothing. Her words echoed in my mind like a detonated grenade, silent at first, then devastating. The child. Thorne’s child. That was what she wanted to protect with her final breath.I clenched my fists, jaw tightening. I didn’t want to say yes. I didn’t want to give her that mercy. But something deep, something primal and uninvited, crept into my chest and made it hard to breathe.She looked at me then, not with fear, not with defiance but with quiet resolve. A mother’s resolve.And damn it… against every brutal bone in my body,

~ElenaHe came at me with a blade, too slow. I could see his move like the time was slowed down.I ducked under the swipe, slammed my elbow into his ribs, then twisted my body and brought my knee up hard. He staggered. My foot came up next, high and sharp, hitting his neck with a satisfying crack. He dropped instantly, gasping like a fish out of water.Before the second man could react, I spun mid-air, using my hands for balance and landed both feet on his throat, one solid strike, my body elevated like a whip in motion. He choked, stumbled, and hit the mat with a thud.Silence fell over the room. Except for the sound of slow, deliberate clapping.Thorne approached me with a towel in one hand and a gleam in his eyes. “This is the fourth man you’ve taken down in a row,” he said with a grin, pressing a kiss to my lips before handing me a bottle of water and the towel.I took it, ignoring the flutter in my stomach. “Don’t flatter me. As long as I can’t beat you, I’m not blushing.”He c

~RavenScotland!We were five kilometers from her. Luna or whatever she called herself now, living like a ghost in that fortress of stone and money. We’d found the hotel closest to the perimeter, a sleek, private suite with blackout curtains and floor-to-ceiling glass overlooking the Scottish cliffs.But my attention wasn’t on the view. It was on her.She stood by the minibar, pouring two fingers of whiskey.“Why did you volunteer to come with me?” I asked, studying her frame, the way the thin strap of her dress slipped off one shoulder.She turned slowly, arching a brow. “Because if I hadn’t, Freya would’ve followed you like a lost dog and tried to fuck you just to prove she could.”I smirked. “And you couldn’t bear that?”She walked up to me, slow, deliberate. “No, Raven. I couldn’t. Because if someone’s going to fuck the power out of you tonight…” Her hand slid down my chest, gripping me hard through my pants. “…it’s going to be me.”I growled, grabbing her throat and spinning her

~KatherineI stood in front of the mirror in Raven’s room, applying a coat of dark lipstick, my robe loose and barely tied. My skin still tingled from Lucien’s earlier touch, his hand had been on my waist a second too long when we passed in the hallway, his eyes asking questions I pretended not to hear.Then Freya entered without knocking.She leaned against the doorway, arms crossed, eyes scanning me like she was memorizing a letter. “You like being reckless, don’t you?”I didn’t answer. I just smirked and continued brushing out my hair.“You think Raven won’t notice?” she asked. “Or maybe you want him to.”I turned slowly. “Is this jealousy, Freya?”She stepped closer. “It’s irritation. You think you’re the only one in this house who knows how to pull strings.”I didn’t stop her when she reached out and tugged the robe open. Her fingers brushed my collarbone, then trailed down to the top of my thigh.“You’re shaking,” she whispered.I wasn’t, but she wanted me to be.“Touch me agai

~RavenPacing was pointless. But standing still made it worse.I ran a hand through my hair for the third time, fingers clenching into a fist halfway through before I dropped my arm and forced myself not to hurl the phone across the room.No answer.Again.“Katherine,” I muttered under my breath, teeth grinding. “What the fuck are you doing?”Rosy watched me from the corner of the room, leaning against the windowsill with her arms crossed, silent, cautious. She knew better than to speak when I was in this kind of mood. She also knew I wouldn't be asking rhetorical questions for long.I turned to her, jaw tight. “Have you heard from Lucien? Freya? Even Lorenzo?”She shook her head. “All quiet. For the last hour.”I let out a low curse and checked the time again. My boots echoed sharply across the floor as I resumed pacing.They knew the plan.They knew exactly how critical tonight was.In an hour or two, I’d be walking into Luna’s building. I was going in alone.But that wasn’t the p