All Chapters of Just One Night to Own Me, Daddies: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

CALDER“This is actually all yours?” Janice’s soft voice was wide with disbelief as I led her through the front door of cabin because she wanted to see the place from the first part to the end. She said she was very emotional the first time, which is very true.Now she stood in the middle of the open living area, eyes wide as she took everything in—the high wooden beams, the massive stone fireplace, the comfortable leather furniture that had cost more than people’s yearly salary.Yeah, I did the figures.I paused, staring at her with a confused frown. What did that even mean? This being all mine? “Yeah, it’s mine. Why on earth did you sound so surprised?”She knew I was wealthy, right? There was a whole section or whatever of my businesses and I on the internet.Janice turned to me, blinking. “I mean… I knew you guys were wealthy and all. This just feels kind of different. Like, private rich? Hidden rich?”Once again, what the fuck did that even mean?I let out a low chuckle, crossing

LUCIANThe private lounge on the top floor of De Luca’s Tower was empty except for the two of us. Dim lighting, expensive whiskey, and floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the glittering city below. Exactly the kind of place where people like to do their dirty business.Elias was already seated when I arrived, legs crossed, swirling a glass of bourbon. My younger brother looked more like me than I cared to admit—same sharp jawline, same nose, same cold eyes we got from our father, and even the same smile—but where I wore control like armor because that was what we needed in the world we found ourselves, he wore his emotions more openly. Guess that was what happened when one grew up with our mother for a greater part of their life. She didn’t say no to him and spoiled him rotten.It made him dangerous in a different way. I could never trust him.“Brother,” he greeted, a mocking smile playing on his lips. He bowed his head slightly. Another form of mockery. “You look like shit.”Once ag

JANICEOne week later, my apartment felt both too small and too quiet.I stood in the kitchen, staring at the same message thread on my phone. The one I had sent to the group chat with Aiden, Calder, and Lucian a week ago. After I refused to open the door to let Aiden in, the first time he showed up to my apartment.Baby steps, right?ME: I’m done. Please don’t contact me again. I need the space to think and… this isn’t really healthy for any of us.None of them had applied. Maybe if they did, I wouldn’t spend every resting moment going over the text again and again like a confused lover.The scandal had mostly died down now. Since the major gossip sites moved on to some new celebrity cheating scandal that was actually so juicy because no one ever suspected something like that to happen, and those smaller blogs that still had the photos up had to move on to stay relevant. People on the street no longer stared at me quite as openly as they used to. Life was slowly returning to a versio

LUCIANThe safe house on the outskirts was supposed to be secure. It just felt like a pressure cooker tonight.I kept one hand on Janice’s lower back as I led her inside. She was still shaking, either from how much she wanted to scream at me or from the almost kidnapping situation. Or maybe both. I didn’t really care. The moment we stepped into the main living area, Aiden and Calder rose from their seats like coiled springs.What the fuck were they doing here? It didn’t take me much to decode that they had people tailing Janice too, and must have gotten reports from them. But that didn’t mean they needed to be here.In my safe house.“What the hell happened?” Aiden demanded, eyes immediately scanning Janice for injuries.Calder was already moving toward her. “Darling, are you okay?”Janice flinched away from both of them. I didn’t blame her.I closed the door behind us and locked it. “She was attacked at some museum doing a photograph showing or whatever. Two men tried to take her.”A

CALDERThe engine of the new Ducati Multistrada V4 roared beneath me as I tore down the racetrack, pushing the bike harder than I should have. The wind whipped whipped against my face, but it wasn’t enough.Nothing was fucking enough today.I was pissed. Absolutely fucking livid.At Lucian the idiot Graves for dragging Janice into some twisted revenge plan that I knew nothing about and truly have no way of protecting her. At Aiden Motherfucking Grant for ever bringing her into our world in the first place. And mostly at myself—the fool who had to have some sort of feelings for her and then not be strong enough to just her away from all this shit and hide her somewhere safe.I killed the engine at the end of the track and stormed into the private gym attached to the facility. A new addiction I brought in recently. I’d made sure every booking for the day had been canceled. No staff too. I just wanted to be alone.I didn’t bother with gloves.The first punch landed with a satisfying thud