All Chapters of Owned By My Best Friend's Father: Chapter 281 - Chapter 290

DAMIEN'S POV I've been sitting outside Vivienne’s house for almost an hour and I still couldn't bring myself to walk in. Gripping the steering wheel tight my heart was pounding. I couldn't remember the last time I felt this nervous. Not even the shootouts or fights I've been in compared to how nervous I felt walking into that house. But it had to be done. I couldn't just take her daughter away from her. Taking a deep breath I got out of the car, wiping my palms on my pants. I walked to the door and rang the doorbell. No one answered at first so I kept ringing the doorbell. "Coming!" Sophie's voice came from inside. A moment later, the door swung open. She looked up at me, her eyes going wide. "Mr Damien?" "Hey, Sophie." I forced a smile. "Is your mom home?" "Yeah, she's in the kitchen." She stepped aside. "Come in." I walked into the house it smelled like vanilla and cinnamon. Mrs Hayes must be baking something. It was warm and cozy and felt nothing like the chaos of my worl

ISABELLA'S POV "Oh Isabella, you really outdid yourself," Tiana beamed at me, her eyes scanning the room full of guests. The chandeliers sparkled overhead, casting warm light across the marble floors. The music had been playing all night, the champagne flowing freely all thanks to me "Even with everything going on and now Damien Cross no longer wants you, you're still doing very fine for yourself." I smiled, taking a slow sip of my champagne. The bubbles tickled my throat but I didn't let my expression waver. Knowing Tiana that was a backhanded compliment. She is always like that, the kind of woman who always tears down someone to feel better about herself. ."Yeah, you know some women don't really need men to survive. We can do just fine on our own." I tilted my head, widening my smile. "I heard you had to go back to college. That's brave of you. What major did you pick? I forgot. You know when you have your PhD you tend to forget how things are done in the first degree." Her s

ELRIC'S POV "Hey man, still looking at that picture again?" Marek said, patting my shoulder. I turned off my screen quickly, shoving my phone into my pocket. "No. Just checking something." "Sure you were." Marek sat down across from me, his eyes knowing. "You know you could just meet her and talk things out. You've been hiding in this warehouse for weeks, Elric. It's not healthy." “You don't understand Marek, I don't think she'll ever forgive me for what I did, you know…..” “Yeah yeah I've heard this tale a thousand times you pretended and lied and now she won't forgive you but let her be the judge of that instead of moping here go meet her, what if she does forgive you then what?” He says I didn't answer him. Maybe he was right. What if she does forgive me? But how do I meet her? I wouldn't want to go to the house. I stared at the wall ever since Cassain's death. I've been hiding in this warehouse. At first I was wondering who could have killed him and why but I couldn't thin

ETHAN'S POV“Keep it here” I told the maid who had brought in a bowl of fruits I had ordered.“Should I drizzle the honey on it, sir?” She asked in a small voice. I nodded in response from the corner of my eye, I saw her open the glass where we kept honey and drizzle it on it.“Just give it to me I'll have it now” I stood up that was enough work out for now, stretching my hands. I collected the bowl from her and she bowed a little and left the room.I settled into my recliner picking up the remote to find something good to watch as I snacked on my fruits.My phone buzzed on the table. Picking it up, it was a notification from Instagram it said Leah_81 uploaded a new picture.I followed her on every social media and had notifications for all her posts on, so I wouldn't miss anything.I clicked on it and the sight in front of me made my chest tighten a little bit. In the picture all the whole squad was there having dinner. They looked like they were having a good time but it seemed like

ELRIC'S POV I watched Vivienne get up from the table and head toward the porch. She moved quietly slipping out without drawing attention. No one else seemed to notice. Everyone was too busy laughing at Sophie's stories, too caught up in the warmth of the night. But I noticed I'll always notice her. I hesitated for a moment then I pushed my chair back and followed. I didn't want to make things awkward in front of everyone. That was the last thing I wanted but I also knew I couldn't keep avoiding her. I had been hiding in that warehouse for weeks telling myself I was giving her space but really, I was just scared. Seeing her again tonight hit harder than I expected. She still looked beautiful and that hadn't changed. She was wearing a simple dress, her hair falling loose around her shoulders. I remembered how things used to be between us. Before my father and everything fell apart. I felt ashamed that I still wanted her despite what I did. Despite all the pain I caused. I ste