All Chapters of Owned By My Stepdad(MxM): Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

By the time I got back to the house that evening, my nerves were completely shot.Lisa had walked me halfway home, still trying to convince me I was overthinking everything. Maybe she was right. Maybe Elias had just disappeared for a day like he sometimes did when he needed space.But deep down, I knew something was wrong.Elias didn’t just vanish without telling someone.And the more I thought about it, the more that horrible tight feeling in my chest kept growing.When I pushed open the front door, the house was quieter than usual. The living room lights were on, casting a warm glow across the large space, but it felt strangely tense.I stepped inside slowly.Kai was there.Of course he was.He was sitting on the couch with his elbows resting on his knees, his phone in his hand like he had been staring at it for hours. His dark hair was messy, like he had been running his hands through it repeatedly.

I thought I had them.For the first time since Bella called, I finally felt like I was one step ahead.But I wasn’t.I was driving through the city's outskirts, following the location my hacker friend had sent me. According to the data pulled from nearby cameras and traffic signals, the last vehicle linked to Cyrus had passed through this area less than two hours ago.It wasn’t a place anyone normally came to.The road was empty.Long. Silent.Streetlights were spaced far apart, leaving stretches of darkness between them. My headlights cut through the night as the asphalt stretched endlessly ahead of me.Something about it felt wrong.Too quiet.Too still.Finally, the GPS pinged.“You have arrived.”I slowed the car.Ahead of me, beyond a rusted iron gate hanging crooked on its hinges, stood a mansion.Or what used to be one.The building looked abandoned.Massive stone walls covered in creeping vines. Broken windows. Paint peeling off the pillars that once must have made the place l

I didn’t leave the road immediately.Even after the call ended.Even after the picture burned itself into my head.I just stood there.My damaged car behind me, the empty road stretching endlessly ahead, and that image… that stupid, haunting image… still glowing on my phone screen.Elias.Kissing him.Not resisting. Not struggling. Not forced.My jaw tightened.“No,” I muttered again, dragging a hand down my face. “There’s no way.”Because if that was real—Then everything between us…Every look. Every fight.Every moment that felt like it meant something—Was what?Nothing? A joke? Or worse…Was I the only one who felt it?I clenched my fist so tightly my knuckles hurt.This was exactly the kind of twisted move Cyrus would pull.Mess with my head.Distract me.Slow me down.And it was working.“Focus,” I muttered to myself.Elias was still missing.That was the only thing that mattered.Not some picture.Not whatever game Cyrus was playing.I took a deep breath and forced myself to t

I needed space.That was the only clear thought in my head as I stood up from the bed and walked toward the door. The air in the room felt heavy, thick with everything that had just happened. Cyrus and Nikolai were still there, their presence pressing in on me from both sides in a way that made it impossible to think straight.Every word. Every look. Every touch.It was too much.“I’m done for tonight,” I said, forcing my voice to stay steady.Cyrus watched me with mild curiosity, like he was studying a reaction rather than listening to what I said.“You say that like you have a choice.”“I do,” I replied. “I’m choosing not to deal with you right now.”For a moment, I expected him to argue. To block the door. To say something that would pull me back into whatever twisted game he was playing.But he didn’t.He simply stepped aside.“Rest,” he said.That alone unsettled me.Cyrus was not the kind of person who let things go so easily.Still, I did not question it. I walked out into the

I did not sleep again.No matter how hard I tried, my body refused to relax.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw it.The man is on his knees.The blood.Cyrus’s calm expression was like it was nothing.I turned onto my side, then onto my back, then sat up again with a frustrated sigh.“This is pointless,” I muttered.The room felt smaller now.Not physically, but mentally. Like the walls had closed in without moving.I swung my legs over the edge of the bed and stood up, pacing slowly across the room. My bare feet pressed into the soft carpet, grounding me just enough to keep my thoughts from spiraling completely.Think.You cannot stay here and lose your mind, You need to stay sharp.I walked toward the mirror and stopped in front of it.For a second, I barely recognized the person staring back at me.My hair was messy, my eyes slightly red, my expression tighter than usual.“You look like a mess,” I said under my breath.Not exactly encouraging.I leaned forward slightly, resting my