All Chapters of OWNED BY MY EX-HUSBAND’S STEPBROTHER : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Lukas and Victor discussed their new cooperation. It went pretty well, mainly because Lukas seemed submissive and tried to give Victor an advantage over the contract. They sat at the massive oak desk, papers spread out like a battlefield map. Lukas pointed to numbers, saying, "Take this share, brother. Bigger for you." Victor nodded, pen scratching notes. Lukas pushed more favors—lower costs, longer terms. Victor saw the kindness.In exchange, Victor thought Lukas felt reluctant because he was not used to being favored. Lukas rubbed his neck, eyes down. "Brother, this too good for me." Voice soft. Victor smiled inside. Sweet boy. Ten years alone taught hard work. Not handouts.Despite all the craps that happened in Victor's life—divorce fights, boardroom betrayals, sleepless nights—Victor still wanted Lukas to return to the family because Lukas was the only family he trusted in that rotten pile of cesspool. Anderson mansion memories flood: uncles whispering plots, aunts stealing jewel

Gloria gazed at Lukas in a complete daze, her mind swirling with confusion. His strikingly handsome face was flushed with raw anger, as if her innocent words had deeply wounded his pride and offended him on a personal level. That intense expression on his features reminded her so vividly of Victor—it was uncanny.They were brothers, after all, sharing the same sharp jawline, piercing eyes, and that familiar brooding intensity. They probably thought alike in so many twisted ways too. And when Lukas had casually told her to use the black credit card without limits... it dawned on her that it was just another clever trap he had set.Another debt trap designed to ensnare her further, another ruthless method to inflict pain and control her life...I don't understand at all... What exactly did I do wrong here? Why are you exploding with rage at me like this? Isn't it the smart, responsible thing to save money and precious ingredients, especially if you're just going to scold me later for co

Ah!" Gloria gasped sharply, her heart slamming against her ribs. She was convinced he was fully awake now, and sheer terror gripped her—she was scared out of her mind, bracing for another explosion of anger.But mere seconds later, Lukas's eyelids fluttered shut again, though he kept her hand firmly in his grasp. Gloria tried to ease her hand free gently, tugging with delicate care, but it was no use; Lukas instinctively tightened his hold around her wrist, refusing to let go."Don't escape from me—not in my dream. You've been gone from my life for so long... can't you show me a little pity, just this once?" Lukas whispered, his tone laced with vulnerable longing. He guided her captured hand to rest softly against his cheek, pressing it there so they could share their warmth, skin to skin. "You're so warm, exactly like I always needed and craved you to be..."Gloria was still desperately trying to process the whirlwind of events unfolding before her, her mind reeling in confusion. It

Annabel was utterly shocked by Uncle Lukas's unexpected threat, as if a massive bolt of thunder had struck her out of a perfectly clear blue sky. She had always imagined herself as Mommy's unbreakable protector, ready to defend her every single time danger loomed. But in that instant, reality crashed down—she had completely forgotten that she had to go to school soon!"T-Then... Annabel won't go to school today!" she declared defiantly, crossing her tiny arms with all the stubbornness a five-year-old could muster."Of course you can't skip school, my brave little protector," Gloria chuckled warmly, reaching down to pat Annabel's fluffy hair affectionately. "School is super important, remember? How else will you grow up to be as smart and strong as Mommy dreams? No school means no smarts—and we can't have that for our clever Annabel!""But Mommy..." Annabel whined, her face scrunching up in deep conflict. This whole situation felt way too complicated for her young mind to fully grasp,

One moment he can be surprisingly nice and even generous, showering me with unexpected kindness, and the next, he transforms into something mean, cruel, and ready to snap at the smallest movement or perceived slight. It's like living with two completely different people trapped in one body.'Of course, Gloria was still deeply scared of him. The fear lingered in her chest like a constant shadow, making her heart race whenever he entered the room.He was essentially a more violent, unpredictable version of Victor. Victor had always been a piece of shit in his own right, a master of emotional manipulation, but he never actually snapped at her with physical threats or outbursts. Instead, he wielded his words like weapons—always condescending, relentlessly playing down all of Gloria's tireless hard work and dedication, insulting her on a daily basis, and nitpicking at the tiniest, most insignificant details just to seize any opportunity to ridicule her. He would tear her apart piece by pie