All Chapters of Owned By My Best Friend's Father: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

LEAH'S POV The sound of the lock clicking into place echoed louder than the music outside. Maybe just to me. Everything outside seems quieter than the tension building up in this room currently. Making it hard to breathe or think straight.Pure sexual tension.My breath caught as I held his gaze. He was watching with the same intensity he had watched with just before he kissed me in the past. The only difference now is that he is quite far away from me. My cheeks flooded with heat as I tried to break eye contact.Suddenly, my brain seems to remember the exact taste of each kiss in the past, as my body arched to be handled by his strong arms. He mostly tastes sweet and tangy. Like pure lust and sin.He didn't say anything, nor was he moving. He stood there, watching me with those dark burning eyes that reflected both of our undeniable desires.I can't deny that my body needs him. Even though my mind hasn't forgiven him. It is strange how one's body can attract someone your mind repuls

Damien POV I watched her scurry away like she was being chased. Seems she needs to get away from me.She wants me to do that also?But she was wrong, I want her. Not when she has to be alert checking over her shoulder.I want her and I want to be able to claim her in all ways possible.I brought my fingers to my nose, inhaling the residual scent of her. It smells like heaven.I swallowed a lump that was threatening to build up in my throat. Thinking about what Nina said, I already broke up the engagement with Isabella.She doesn't seem too happy about it because she believes it's because of Leah. I mean she was not wrong. But that's not the full reason.She also seems to catch a glimpse of my disgust for her, and the fact that I'm digging into her private life.I don't know how she got the information that I used her influence to get out of the trap set by the sheriff. I couldn't tell her I had a more powerful backup. I need her to feel like I'm powerless.She will strike soon, and I

EMILY'S POVIf there was one thing my father knew how to do perfectly…It was being excessive. He took charge of the decorations because he wasn't satisfied with the previous ones.The penthouse looked insane.Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked the glittering Miami skyline while soft gold lights reflected against marble floors and expensive glass walls. Music vibrated through every corner of the place, louder than it was on the yacht, deeper too. The entire atmosphere screamed wealth, power, and poor decision-making.Exactly my kind of environment.I laughed as one of my friends nearly slipped while trying to dance near the indoor pool section.“Careful!” I yelled between laughs.“No promises!” she yelled back, already drunk out of her mind.Honestly?Best birthday ever.The yacht party was already ridiculous enough, but somehow Dad still upgraded the night section into something even crazier. Celebrity guests, private chefs, custom cocktails, live DJ.I wouldn’t even be shocked if B

LEAH'S POV To say I'm frustrated is like trying to undermine my current mood since my encounter with Damien. I decided to immerse myself in heavy drinking despite knowing I have an alcohol tolerance of a child. I decided to play a game with Micah and his friends, they are really cool guys and I felt freer and looser with them because I realized they were gay partners. Well, Micah seems to be Bi. But Cody and the rest are gay partners. They are hockey players too. They seem very cool and fun to be with.Damien's gaze on them could literally burn them. Within minutes of his leaving with Sophie, all of them, including Micah, disappeared. Just like the alcohol ran out.I can't prove it but I am sure Damien is behind it. Marcus looks guilty.After the yacht party, I lost the will to drink or associate with anyone at all. I just want to be alone for no particular reason.My conflicted feelings and the alcohol in my system might be the culprit. I kept wandering around, let's just say I w

EMILY'S POVThe words tasted like poison in my mouth.My best friend and my father.Together.Behind my back.I tried to put together the piece, but it sounds bizarre.For a second I genuinely thought I was hallucinating.Like maybe the alcohol in the air had finally gotten to me too because there was absolutely no way the two people I trusted most were standing in front of me doing….. that.Now they are both standing looking guilty. Leah looked pale. Dad looked furious.And somehow that made everything worse.Because neither of them denied it. A part of me really wants this to be a prank. Or even better, that it never happened and I am dreaming. But I saw them. Leah on her knees. Oh my God.Silence stretched violently between us. I laughed softly again, but it sounded broken even to my own ears.“Wow.” The words were muffled in my broken teary voice. Dad took another careful step toward me. “Emily, listen to me….”“No!” I snapped instantly, backing away again. “No, you don't get to