All Chapters of Owned by the Cold Ceo: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Lena’s POVThe sun hadn’t fully risen yet. Only a soft, dull light slipped through the dusty curtains in my room. I turned and stared at the empty side of the bed. He wasn’t there again.In the first year of our marriage, Adrian and I used to sleep in the master bedroom together but things changed. After our first year anniversary, he told me he needed space. “I just need privacy,” he had said like it was nothing. So, I moved to the guest room. Since then, he only came to me when he wanted something, then he left like nothing happened.I lay there, staring up at the ceiling, feeling empty. My heart was tired, heavy from everything and my thoughts….God, they never stopped. They kept circling around the same pain.A few weeks after that dinner party, Adrian brought Maya, his mistress into our home.“I need to take care of the mother of my child,” he told me, not even looking ashamed. “She shouldn’t stay alone in that small apartment.” Just like that, like I didn’t matter.I cried so muc

Lena's POV What... what is he doing here?Is that really him?No. It can’t be. Maybe it’s someone who just looks like him.But when I looked again, my heart dropped.Sitting behind the big desk was the same man I spent that crazy night with.The memories hit me hard, how I begged him to go faster, harder...My face turned red. I felt sick with shame. I wanted to disappear.Our eyes met for a second. It felt like he remembered me too. But then his face changed. He leaned back in his chair, looked serious and cold."Ms. Lena," he said quickly."Please, sit."I was frozen. I couldn’t stop thinking:What is he thinking of me right now?Does he think I’m cheap?Will he kick me out of the building?"Are you done staring?" he asked, his voice sharp.I blinked and snapped out of it. He pointed to the chair in front of him, and I sat down slowly.I gave him a nervous smile and coughed."Thank you for seeing me, Mr. Damian Blackwell” I said.Everyone knew the Blackwell name. Big, powerful.The

Damian’s POV(Previous day)It’s been two full weeks, and I still can’t stop thinking about her. I’ve tried to forget, but that night keeps coming back, no matter what I do.She walked into the bar like she owned the place. That black dress she wore fit her like it was made just for her. Her long brown hair flowed down her back, and her red lips caught everyone’s eyes. She looked like trouble and maybe that’s what drew me in.But I’m Damian Blackwell. I run Blackwell Corporation. I’ve worked too hard and too long to let a woman ruin my life.That night with her was supposed to be just one night. Like all the others. No feelings, no strings attached, Just pleasure.The moment she walked through that door, I recognized her instantly, the memories of that night came rushing back. Still, I had to reject for the position in my company, even though through her cv i knew she will be qualified for the job. I wanted nothing to do with her.Then later on, she had the audacity to claim her pregna

Damian’s POVThe car was quiet as I drove back to the office. She sat beside me, crying softly while staring out the window.I looked at her for a second. Her tears made me angry but I didn’t even know why. Was I mad because she lied to me? Or was it because the plan I counted on might not work?If she wasn’t pregnant, why would she agree to come with me to the hospital? And if she was lying, why didn’t she back out?Maybe I need to stop this whole marriage idea. I should just prove to the board that I’m good enough on my own. I’ll call my uncle and tell him I don’t need to get married.I pressed the gas harder, speeding past the limit. She gasped and turned to me.“Slow down! Do you want to kill us?” she yelled. “Just stop!”I glanced at her. Her face was red and puffy from crying, her eyes looked tired.We reached the office. I parked the car, the silence between us was heavy.I felt a little guilty, maybe I was too hard on her.“We’ll go to another hospital,” I said, breaking the s

Lena’s POV“Is that a problem?” Damian asked, raising one eyebrow.I paused. “No, of course not,” I said.He looked at me like he wasn’t sure if I meant it. I was nervous, what if someone at dinner knew I used to be Adrian’s wife? That could ruin everything between me and Damian.He went on, “Tomorrow night, my family is having dinner. It’s the best time for you to meet my uncle. The board of directors will also be there. You’ve stayed out of the spotlight, no one knows who you are, that works in our favor.”“All you have to do is sit, smile, be nice and pretend we’ve been on a few dates,” he said.Honestly, that didn’t sound too hard. I just hoped the dinner would be good.-----The next evening, I had no idea what to wear. The closet had some dresses but I thought they belonged to another woman. Then the maid told me Damian ordered them for me yesterday.I picked a blue dress that hugged my body. It looked simple, classy and made me feel strong. I curled my hair and let it fall to m