All Chapters of Owned By My Best Friend's Father: Chapter 311 - Chapter 320

Leah POV “Okay, this was fun. Thank you, Nona. Let's do this again,” I said, standing up to pick up the plate but Nona was faster and got to it first. “Leave it. I'll take care of it,” she said, taking the plate from me. “No Nona let me” I began but he snatched the plate out of my hands and pushed me towards the sofa. “You've done so much my sweet girl rest ok” I smiled at her “Okay, Nona” before jumping onto the sofa. Looking around the room I couldn't help but smile. Sophie was already half asleep on the couch while Emily was cuddled in Jeremy's arms, pretending not to notice the death glares Nona was giving her. She was old school and wasn't a fan of unmarried couples being intimate which I found funny because from the stories Damien had told me, Rose had been pregnant before they got married. Emily caught me looking at her and smiled. “What?” “Nothing,” I replied, trying not to laugh. Nona immediately pointed toward the stairs. “Emily, it's getting late.” Emily sighed a

Leah POV The first thing I noticed when I opened my eyes was the pounding headache that made it difficult to think clearly. I groaned softly and brought my hand to my forehead trying to understand why my entire body felt so weak. For a few seconds, I simply lay there with my eyes closed, hoping the pain would ease but instead it seemed to become worse with every passing second. When I finally opened my eyes again, I stared at the unfamiliar ceiling above me. I frowned as I slowly pushed myself up and looked around the room. I was lying on a large bed in a bedroom I had never seen before. The walls were painted a soft cream color and there was a large wardrobe against one wall with a small table and lamp beside the bed. A few framed pictures hung on the opposite wall, while long curtains covered a large window. Everything looked normal and that was what confused me the most. I expected to wake up somewhere dark and frightening somewhere that would immediately tell me that I w

Leah POV I barely slept after Ethan left me alone the previous night. I spent most of the night sitting on the edge of the bed, staring at the locked door and trying to think of a way out of the room. Every idea I came up with seemed impossible because the door was locked from the outside, the windows wouldn't open, and I didn't have my phone. The more I thought about it, the more frightened I became but I refused to let myself panic. I'm sure Damien was looking for me. I knew he was. There was no way he would simply give up and go to sleep as though nothing had happened. He would be searching for me and if there was even the smallest chance of finding me, he would take it. I had to believe that. The next morning while still lying in bed I heard the turning. I immediately looked toward the door, wondering what Ethan wanted this time. When the door opened, he walked inside carrying a dress in his hands. It was a beautiful dress, long and elegant . He held it out to me as t

Damien POV I kept pacing back and forth across the living room while the butler moved around the house, gathering Nona's men as quickly as possible. Every time I heard footsteps in the hallway, I looked toward the door, hoping it meant everyone was finally ready, but the wait was becoming unbearable. “How much longer?” I asked again, turning toward Nona. She was standing near the sofa, watching me with the same worried expression she had been wearing ever since we discovered Leah was missing. “Just a little while, Damien. Be patient. They're getting everyone together.” “I don't have time to be patient,” I snapped. The moment the words left my mouth, I regretted them. Nona hadn't done anything wrong, and she was just as desperate to get Leah back as I was. “I'm sorry,” I said, rubbing a hand over my face. “I shouldn't have shouted at you.” “I know you're scared for her,” Nona replied gently. “We all are.” I nodded, but her reassurance didn't make the waiting any easier. Leah wa

Damien POV “I object.” My voice echoed through the courthouse and for a moment, nobody moved. The entire room went dead silent as every head turned toward me. I stood firmly at the entrance with my gun raised and locked on target while Nona's men spread out behind me, aggressively securing the perimeter. Terrified whispers broke out around us, mixed with the scraping of chairs as several couples hurried away from the area but I barely noticed them. They were nothing more than white noise to me. My eyes were fixed entirely on Leah. She stood beside Ethan at the front of the room holding a pen about to use to sign away her life on those marriage documents. She was pale but the moment our eyes met, the fear in them gave way to something else. Relief. She had been waiting for me. “Damien.” My name left her lips like a broken whisper, but in the silence of the room it sounded loud. She dropped the pen and it clattered against the wooden desk and she immediately started moving t