บททั้งหมดของ Owned by the Cold Ceo: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Lena’s POVFinally it was the day of the wedding. I stood in front of the mirror, staring at myself. I looked pretty, my makeup was soft and light, my hair was neat and the white dress felt like a cloud around me. It sparkled under the light with little shiny beads and lace. I should’ve been happy but my heart was heavy.I touched my belly gently, I was already one month pregnant. I couldn’t really see it yet but I felt it. This baby was my only light in this dark time.Kate, my best friend, helped me fix the veil. Her eyes were watery as she smiled at me. “You look beautiful, Lena. So beautiful.”“Thank you,” I said softly, trying to smile.“You’re going to be okay,” she added, squeezing my shoulder gently. “Don’t overthink it, maybe being with Damian won’t be so bad.”I nodded, I wanted to believe her but deep down, I wasn’t so sure.The music started, my heart pounded as I walked down the aisle. Damian said it would be a small wedding but the hall was full and at least four hundred

Lena's POVThe hospital room was quiet. I could hear my own heartbeat. Damian kept looking at me, then Carter, then back to me, like he was trying to figure out what was going on."You two… know each other?" Damian asked, his voice low and full of shock. "And you let me introduce you like fools?"He turned to Carter and coldly asked, "She’s your sister?"I tried to say something, but Damian raised his hand. “Save it,” he said sharply.Then, he stormed out. He slammed the door so hard, the sound echoed in my head.Now, it was just me and Carter.My head still hurts, my body feels weak. I didn’t want to argue or explain anything.Carter broke the silence. “Last I checked, you were married to Adrian. What happened?”My heart jumped. I expected him to yell at me for being with his best friend.“It’s… a long story,” I whispered.“I see.” Carter nodded slowly. “I never liked Adrian for you.”I looked at him, confused. “Why not?”He shrugged. “That’s something Mum and Dad should explain.”I

Lena's POV “I didn’t expect to see you here,” she said smiling widely, her eyes was fixed on Damian, completely ignoring me as if I wasn’t even sitting there.“Vacation,” he replied flatly.Her eyes finally landed on me and the smile on her face looked forced. “And this must be your wife.”"Yes, she is,” Damian answered, his arm resting lightly at my back. “Lena.”“Lovely to meet you,” she said reaching out for a handshake.I gave her a small polite smile as I shook her hand. “You too".She glanced between us. “Well, I won’t keep you, enjoy your dinner.” But the way she looked at Damian before leaving made me pissed off for some reasons.---When we got back to the villa, I felt uneasy. Damian walked in first, loosened his tie and poured himself a drink before dropping onto the couch. I passed him, heading for the stairs.“Aren’t you going to ask?” he said suddenly,I turned. “Ask what?”“About her.”I crossed my arms. “was I supposed to ask?"He raised an eyebrow, then he said “I j

Damian's POV By the time I got to the private holding facility, the man was already locked in one of the secure rooms. He looked exactly like I remembered from that night, he was tall with broad shoulders, eyes that stayed cold even when he smiled.“Mr. Blackwell,” Alex said, opening the viewing panel. “He’s not talking.”“I’ll make him talk,” I said, walking inside.The man looked me over, smirking like he wasn’t the one in handcuffs. “Took you long enough.”“Who sent you?” I asked, my voice flat.“Wouldn’t you like to know?” he replied.I pulled the chair out and sat across from him. “You broke into my villa, you pointed a gun at me and your partner tried to take my wife. You better start talking"His smile didn’t fade. “You think locking me up will make me talk?”“I don’t need you to talk,” I said, leaning back. “I just need you to understand that you’re not walking out of here until you do.”Hours passed, and he said nothing useful. Just the same smug look, like he was waiting f

Lena’s POVBy mid-morning, the two bodyguards Damian had assigned to me were already waiting by the front door. Both wore dark suits and earpieces, standing perfectly still like they’d been carved out of stone.“This really isn’t necessary,” I muttered as I stepped outside. “Of course neither of them repliedThe ride to Kate’s was silent except for the occasional crackle from the guards’ earpieces. When we pulled up in front of Kate’s apartment building, she was already standing by the door. She froze when she saw the two men step out of the car after me.“What in the world…” she said, eyes wide. “Lena, are you...what's going on? is this some kind of celebrity security thing now?”I forced a small smile. “Not exactly.”She raised an eyebrow. “Okay… you’re coming inside right now and explaining.” She said dragging my hand.---Inside, her apartment smelled like coffee and vanilla candles. She shut the door and turned to me, crossing her arms.“Alright,” she said, “spill. Why do you