บททั้งหมดของ Owned By My Best Friend's Father: บทที่ 261 - บทที่ 269

DAMIEN'S POV I sat in my car, watching Marcus' car disappear around the corner, its taillights fading into the darkness. Something felt wrong. I needed to know what he was up to. So I started the call and followed him for a few blocks making sure I kept my distance. He kept going around in circles and taking weird turns. One time he looked out his window as if he noticed me behind him On getting to the office I headed to the top floor in the elevator. The doors dinged open and I stepped into the empty hallway. It's been a while since I stayed this late at the office. Instead of going to my office I headed to Marcus's office beside mine. Pushing the doors open I stepped inside, the office was dark except for the glow of his computer monitor.. Everything was still as he left it. I traced my hand over the photos that lined the walls on his desk. There were two pictures: one of his mother, and the other was one we took on his second trip with me to the Netherlands; he had alway

ELRIC'S POV "Please send the footage as soon as possible," I say into the phone. "Thank you." Ending the call, I turn to face Marek. "More footage will be sent soon. Let's keep looking over the ones we have now." "Alright, you heard him, boys," Marek says to the crew. "Keep looking until you find him." For over two weeks now, we have been gathering surveillance footage from everywhere across town trying to locate Cassian. But it felt like looking for a needle in a haystack. This city was big, and a substantial amount of it wasn't covered in surveillance cameras. But we didn't stop looking. Hopefully, he pops up on one of the feeds. The hours dragged on and we rotated in and out taking turns looking at the grainy footage until our eyes teared up. Some fell asleep on the floor using their jackets and whatever they could find as pillows. Others were chugging down unreasonable amounts of coffee trying to stay awake, as Malek had banned them from taking alcohol until we found him..

MARCUS'S POV "Hey Mom, I'm home," I called out as I walked through the front door. But she didn't answer. That was weird "Mom?" I called out again, my voice echoing through the empty hallway. My heart racing, I walked in and began looking around. Everything was fine. I told myself she was probably in the backyard or taking a nap. "Oh hey Marcus, over here," her voice floated from the kitchen. Relief washed over me instantly and I let out a sigh I didn't know I was holding. She was fine everything was okay. I walked into the kitchen wrapping my arms around her from behind and burying my face in her shoulders. I took a deep breath, taking in the smell of lavender and whatever she was cooking. "Hey, hey, what's all this?" she laughed, patting my arm. "You're squeezing the life out of me." "Sorry, Mom," I mumbled into her shoulder, not letting go. "Just happy to see you." She turned in my arms and looked up at me, her eyes searching my face"You look tired, mijo. Are you eating

CASSIAN'S POV I felt a bit of unease as I headed back to the industrial district. Shaking the thought from my head, I continued on my way. "How dare he," I muttered to myself, pounding my fist into the steering wheel. How bold of him to think he can just walk away from me. I made him, after everything I did for him and this is how he chooses to repay me? Without me there was nothing, now all of a sudden he feels he's better than me. My grip on the steering wheel tightened till my knuckles turned white. “Ahhhh” I screamed in frustration. I should have killed him when I had the chance, family or not. No one gets to betray me and get away with it. I should have killed her too, maybe then he'd remember who he belongs to. I drove through traffic, cutting off cars and running red lights. The sound of horns blared around me as drivers stuck their heads out their windows, screaming insults at me. I didn't care. Let them scream. Let them curse me they were nothing. Just ants in my way.

ELRIC'S POV As we moved through the dark streets, the headlights cut through the night. I sat in the passenger seat with my rifle resting across my knees, my eyes fixed on the road ahead. Marek drove in silence occasionally looking at Elias and Elias, behind me, kept checking his gun for the hundredth time. The rest of the crew followed behind us in their own vehicles. Hopefully this ends well and all these men come back safe. Staring out the window, the buildings outside looked older, more run-down, and less inhabitable. The residential buildings were replaced with warehouses with broken windows and abandoned factories. The city lights were long gone and the place was eerily dark. We entered the industrial district and passed familiar roads as we continued driving in. We got to a street and something caught my eye “Slow down,” I said “What?” Marek asked, turning to me. “Just slow down” He eased off the gas. I leaned forward peering out the window, I wasn't mistaken. That w