All Chapters of Owned by the Fighter: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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11. A Second Mistake

"What are you doing?" Belle sounded defensive. "We need to talk." "I don’t want to talk to you anymore!"Belle went to open the door, but Bastian quickly gripped her shoulders. He shoved her back against the wall, trapping her so she couldn’t move. His warm breath brushed against Belle’s face, making her uncomfortable. They were way too close. Belle immediately lowered her gaze, avoiding Bastian’s eyes. She was so tense she bit down hard on her lower lip."Why, Belle?" Bastian asked. Another question. Bastian always threw out questions like bait, and she always had to answer. Belle hated it, as if she were being interrogated."I told you, I don’t want anything to do with you!" she finally snapped. "You never see your brother. You avoid everything, don’t you realize that hurts Anthony?""Does he realize he hurt me?" "Anthony is just trying to protect you!" "I don’t need any protection! I’m grown up, I can take responsibility for my own actions!"Bastian swallowed hard, trying t

12. The Wrong Kind of Right

“Pottery?” Eve burst out laughing, even though Belle was crying inside the car. Belle couldn’t help but smile, too. “My brother and his friends… they went to college for art majors,” Belle sniffled. “That’s why Anthony owns a tattoo shop. And, well, I don’t know if Bastian ever kept up with his art skills.” “Pottery,” Eve repeated. “Yeah, that.”Eve stayed quiet, staring at the entrance to the art event, which was filling up with people. Earlier, when Belle had run out in tears, Eve had been shocked and panicked. After looking into it, she realized Belle had run into Bastian.Belle didn’t spell out what exactly he had done to make her cry, but Eve was furious. Should she talk to Bastian and tell him to stop messing with Belle?“I’m gonna talk to him,” Eve decided. “No!!” Belle shook her head quickly. “It’s better if we just leave.” “Belle, I don’t want to see you like this. You saw Bastian, you cried—twice now. Don’t you see? He’s just a red flag guy taking advantage of your wea

13. The VIP Surprise

It was Friday night, and Belle was getting ready to go to the club with Anthony. Her mother’s voice rang out from downstairs: “Belle! Eve’s here!”Belle hurriedly grabbed her bag from the bed, stepped out of her room, and went down the stairs. At the bottom, she saw Eve wearing a long, white coat that reached down to her knees—a sight Belle wasn’t used to.“We’re going to the bonfire, right?” Eve grinned.Belle nodded. “Yeah. Anthony should be here any minute.”Mrs. Watson chuckled softly as she looked at the two girls, then slipped an arm around Belle’s shoulders, half-dragging her toward the kitchen. “I can pack some marshmallows for you to bring. How about hot chocolate in a thermos? That’ll feel nice out there,” Mrs. Watson chirped. “Or maybe some soup?”Belle and Eve exchanged glances. “Err… no, Mom. Anthony already prepared everything.”Still, Belle and Anthony were lying to their mother—they both knew how strict Mr. Watson was. Belle hated lying; it made her feel like her pa

14. Dancing with Heartbreak

Belle wanted to turn around and leave, but she forced herself to stay. She buried the pain in her heart under a smile. This was especially difficult when the girl with Bastian came over to her."Hi, I'm Renee," the girl said warmly as she hugged Belle and Eve as if they were old friends. "Are you Anthony's sisters?""Just her," Eve said, pointing at Belle."Oh, okay." Renee chuckled softly. "Come on, join us. Thank you for coming to my birthday party."Belle wanted to curse Anthony out for dragging her to Renee's party. But Anthony didn't know anything about her and Bastian. Their relationship was absurd and undefined."This is my sister, Belle. She just started college," Anthony said, making small talk.Anthony must have only recently learned about Renee and Bastian, too. This meant that Bastian had officially introduced Renee to his friends."Yeah, Bastian mentioned that to me. Belle is your beloved little sister, right?" Renee said, looking at Belle.There was no jealousy or sense

15. Better to Hurt Now

Belle felt the pounding in her head the moment she opened her eyes. Nausea lingered in her throat, and she tried to hold it back. She groaned softly, pressing her palm to her forehead. Faintly, Belle realized her head was resting on someone’s lap. She squinted against the brightness from the light that had been turned on. Looking up, she saw Bastian’s sharp jawline. He was leaning his head against the back of the couch, eyes closed, arms folded across his chest. The place was no longer crowded—no more blasting music. Only the faint clinking of bottles being cleared away could be heard.“Bastian?” Belle whispered weakly.She glanced around the booth. Eve was asleep in her seat. Anthony was still talking with Kyle, while the other two friends were passed out on the other couch.“Urgh.” Belle groaned again as she tried to sit up.Anthony turned immediately, handing her a bottle of water. “What happened?” Belle asked. “You passed out.” Anthony let out a long sigh. “That’s why I didn’

16. The Wrong Pedal

For three months, Belle drowned herself in a routine of nothing but campus, home, and the library. On some weekends, she went out with Eve for an hour or two, but that was it. The emptiness in her chest never went away.Still, Belle accepted it. Emptiness felt better—because at least she didn't have to feel anything at all.She kept herself insanely busy just to forget about Bastian. Once quiet, Belle became even more withdrawn. Even Eve, with all her energy, couldn't always break through Belle's walls."Earth to Bellatrix." Eve waved her palm in front of Belle's face.Belle, buried in a book, looked up. "What is it?" "You heard me, right?" "Yeah, I listened." Belle closed her book. "What were you saying?"Eve rolled her eyes. "There's a party this Saturday. At my classmate's beach house." "Oh…" Belle sighed. "I'm not really interested in parties, actually." Eve just nodded. "That's fine. I was just telling you. You don't have to come."The last party they went to together had be

17. The Poolside Heartbreak

It had been a quiet week. No messages came from the young man named Felix after several days had passed. Not that Belle expected him to reach out—she was just concerned and still felt guilty. But Felix seemed to have already forgotten the whole incident. Something Belle should be grateful for, right?And on that cool Saturday, Belle planned to just lounge at home. To give her mind and body a break from classes and assignments. It felt like forever since she had been able to relax, even at home.Yes, Belle was slowly starting to move on from Bastian. Even though most of her heart still belonged to him, she didn’t know when that love would finally crumble like a sandcastle washed away by the tide—waiting for the inevitable.Her bedroom door was knocked softly. Lying on her stomach on the bed, Belle turned her head to the side. “What is it, Mom?” She sat up. “I want you to come with us, Belle. We’re meeting your father’s colleague at the club.”Ah, yes, that club—the executive club, us

18. The Distance Between Us

Feeling someone’s eyes on him, Bastian glanced toward the bar. His body froze when he spotted Belle sitting there. She immediately turned away, talking again to the boy beside her.Who is he? Bastian wondered.A splash of water pulled his attention back to Renee. She giggled and wrapped her arms around his neck. “Hey, what’s wrong? You looked kind of lost just now,” she asked. “I…” Bastian shot another quick look at Belle. “I just saw Anthony’s sister at the bar.” “Really?” Renee followed his gaze. “Oh, right. What’s her name again? I forgot.”That wasn’t true—Renee hadn’t forgotten at all. She remembered perfectly well the girl who ruined her birthday party. Instead of celebrating with Bastian, she’d had to deal with him tending to Belle after she’d passed out drunk.“Belle,” Bastian answered shortly. “Come on, let’s go say hi.”Renee slipped out of his arms and climbed the pool steps, walking gracefully, flaunting her curves. Her eyes locked on Belle, who was chatting with Felix

19. A Dream Too Small for Future

Those eagle-like eyes watched from afar, carrying a restless glint. Bastian was watching Belle chatting with Felix in the parking lot. Meanwhile, Belle’s parents were getting into their car. After saying goodbye, Belle quickly followed and climbed in.Somehow, seeing Belle smile brightly at another guy and looking so cheerful struck a chord in Bastian’s heart.Without realizing it, while his gaze followed the Watsons’ car leaving the parking lot, Renee appeared. She noticed Bastian’s serious expression and found it odd. Something seemed to be troubling him, she thought.“Baby,” Renee called, waving her hand.Bastian snapped out of his thoughts and turned to her, offering only a faint smile. Renee bent down at the car window and kissed his lips.“Baby, my dad still has a meeting with his colleagues. Maybe we can talk to him another time,” Renee said.Bastian nodded. “Yeah, no problem.”A part of him felt relieved—thankful even—that Renee’s father either couldn’t or didn’t want to meet

20. The Fight Outside the Ring

Anthony walked into the room and sat down next to Bastian. A long breath escaped from Belle’s brother’s nose. He turned toward Bastian. “Opening a pottery gallery, honestly, sounds lame. You’re known as a member of the Blackfist gang, an underground fighter. Your image would totally collapse, Bastian,” Anthony said. “Are you serious about that?” Bastian chuckled. “That’s a painful jab.” “Well, you asked for my opinion.” “You know I fight because I want to save money.” “Yeah, I know. It’s your passion, even if it doesn’t match your image.” “Stop talking about image.” Bastian gave Anthony a light punch on the shoulder. “Honestly, whatever you want to do, it’s your choice. But if you’re doubting it, then why bother?”Bastian himself was torn. Pottery was his mother’s legacy—she had once been a potter. But because of a serious illness, her dream had collapsed. Not to mention family problems, divorce, and in the end, she had never found happiness until her death. Bastian only wante

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