All Chapters of Owned By The Billionaire Devil: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Maisie ~She suddenly stopped smiling and inhaled softly. "Relax. I won’t tell anyone. I mean… what’s there to talk about?" I stared at her, my fingers tightening slightly around my phone behind my back. I didn’t believe her, not for a second.She tilted her head, studying my face more closely now, “It’s Hunter, isn’t it? The body is almost the same as Alistair’s.”The words settled slowly, and then all at once.Almost the same as Alistair’s?How would she know that unless she had seen Alistair's body up close? Unless… she had been intimate with him.My stomach turned. But what could I say? I had done the same with Hunter. I had slept with my fiancé's twin. And just now, I had received an inappropriate picture from him...a picture I had stared at, zoomed in on, enjoyed.I had no right to judge anyone.Devyne stepped closer and gently turned me to face the mirror, positioning herself behind me. Her hands came up to adjust the gown on my shoulders, smoothing the fabric."Happy marriage

Maisie ~I pressed my forehead against the wall and tried to breathe. My legs were weak, my core ached, every inch of my skin was on fire.‘If you can't take it, come find me.’I shouldn't be thinking about this. I was getting married tomorrow. I was Alistair's fiancée.I heard footsteps and quickly smoothed my dress, arranged my hair and stepped out of the place even though I felt sticky as hell.Devyne was standing in the hallway, talking to Alistair. She noticed me first, her eyes scanning over me like she was looking for something, but she said nothing and looked away."There you are," Alistair said, walking toward me. "I was looking for you. I came to let you know I’ll be driving Devyne home."I nodded. "Yeah, sure"Devyne stepped closer. “What about walking me out?” she asked.I stared at her for a moment, then slowly nodded.We walked out of the house to where Alistair’s car was parked. He opened the passenger door for Devyne, and she got in while he moved to the driver’s seat.

Hunter ~Her wide eyes were fixed on me as if searching for something. I watched the realization dawn on her; the slow travel from confusion to disbelief to horror. Her gaze dropped to my eyes, and of course, the blue one was nowhere in place; it couldn’t be, not now, not when I was Alistair.Then her breath caught and her eyes widened even more.She knows.I leaned in, my lips brushing against her ear. “Shh… don’t get anyone suspicious, and don’t cause a scene. One wrong look, one whispered word to anyone… and what they’ll do to you will be merciful compared to what I’ll do after. Understand?”Her body went rigid, but instead of screaming or pulling away, she swallowed hard and forced her expression into something almost neutral.Good girl.I straightened and turned to face the priest who was already watching us, waiting."Sorry," I said smoothly, sounding like Alistair. "Just a moment of private joy."The priest smiled back, and the guests let out soft laughter, while Mrs. Grimshaw

DEVYNE ~I stood in front of the mirror, studying my reflection as Kora, my personal assistant adjusted the hem of my dress.“Kora, do you think I look pretty enough tonight for Hunter to actually notice me?”Kora smiled gently. “You’ve known him for five years. I think he’ll at least return the feeling. You’ve been trying for him all this time.”“Five years already?” I muttered, almost not believing it myself. Had I really spent half a decade chasing and trying to please a man who barely notice me?A small, empty smile touched my lips as I turned away from the mirror. “I’ll be on my way now.”I grabbed my car keys and headed for the door.“Enjoy the party,” Kora called after me. “Hopefully you’ll finally get to tell Hunter how you feel about him.”I stared at her for a moment, something bitter rising in my throat. Tell him how I feel? As if he'd care. As if he'd ever looked at me the way he looks at her.I’d tried so hard not to be jealous. I’d even forced myself to be nice to her, t

Masie ~I woke to the soft weight of someone's hand on my head.My eyes fluttered open. The room was unfamiliar at first, with dark curtains, heavy furniture, and the faint scent of cologne I barely registered. Then I remembered… I was in Alistair's room.I had stayed here last night after finding him unconscious by the pool, after calling the guards to carry him upstairs and making sure he was breathing, that his pulse was steady, and that Hunter hadn't killed him. I had fallen asleep in the armchair beside his bed without knowing.I lifted my head to see Alistair was awake, looking at me. His eyes were slightly swollen, and his jaw was bruised probably where Hunter's fist had connected. I stood up quickly, ready to leave, but his hand shot out and caught my wrist, pulling me back. I stumbled, but managed to catch myself on the edge of the bed. He closed his eyes, then opened them again like he was trying to control himself and stop himself from screaming."How could you?" His voi