All Chapters of Owned by the Man I Destroyed.Thirty Nights Under His Control: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

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Chapter 11: "Touch me"

Soren stepped out of the Meridian Club beside his father, his fist clenched at his sides. Godfrey’s usual confident stride was heavier today, his shoulders slightly slumped with disappointment. The older man sighed as they walked toward the waiting car. “I really thought she would come,” Godfrey said, his voice filled with regret. “She seemed so genuine when we spoke. Intelligent, poised, with that quiet fire in her eyes. The kind of woman who could finally bring some stability to our family. I was looking forward to introducing her to you properly.” Soren kept his expression neutral, even though the anger within him was still brewing. “She sounds… interesting,” he replied politely. “What makes you think she’s the one for long-term?” Godfrey’s eyes lit up despite the disappointment. “She

Chapter 12: "I'm going in"

Godfrey sat in the back of his chauffeured car, staring at his phone with a heavy sigh. The disappointment from the postponed lunch still lingered, but he refused to let it sour his mood completely. Elena Quinn had seemed so promising, bright, cautious, and in need of the kind of security only he could provide. He typed out several messages, keeping his tone kind yet insistent.“Elena, I hope your friend is alright. Please let me know if there’s anything I can do to help with the hospital situation. I have excellent contacts there."Since he didn't get her reply, he sent the second one.“No pressure, of course. But I truly believe we could build something meaningful. Think about it. I’m here if you need anything.”Back at Maya’s apartment, Elena sat curled on the couch, still wrapped in the blanket her friend had draped over her shoulders. Her phone buzzed twice in quick succession. She read Godfrey’s messages with trembling fingers, her stomach twisting at his words.Elena’s phone

Chapter 13: "Tell me why you lied"

Elena was escorted back to the Velvet Exchange suite by two silent security guards. The moment the heavy door clicked shut behind her, she leaned against it, trying to catch her breath. Realizing she had only five minutes to herself, Elena rushed to the bathroom and splashed cold water on her face and neck, while trying to steady her breathing.With trembling hands, she stripped off her clothes and took the quickest shower of her life, letting the hot water rinse away the day’s tension. As soon as she stepped out, she slipped into the thin silk robe Soren had ordered her to wear at all times in the suite. The fabric was very delicate, but it barely qualified as clothing.She had just tied the loose sash when the door to the suite flung open with a forceful bang.Soren strode in like he owned every inch of the air she breathed, his dark suit perfectly framing his body, hair neatly in place. But his eyes, those piercing, stormy eyes burned with barely contained fury.Elena’s breath c

Chapter 14: "let's make it unforgettable"

Elena woke slowly the next morning, her body heavy with exhaustion and unresolved need. She pressed her legs together instinctively, but the movement only made the frustration worse. A soft knock sounded at the door. One of the Exchange staff entered, carrying a tray with breakfast and a fresh robe. The woman’s expression was polite but firm. “Good morning, Miss Quinn. Per Mr. Vale’s orders, you are not permitted any outside communication or exit from the suite today." She dropped the tray on the table beside the window, then dropped the clothes on the drawer, and turned to her abruptly. "All calls, messages, and visitors are prohibited. Your meals will be brought to you at various times. Is there anything else you require?” Elena sat up, heart sinking. “What? No phone? No contact at all?&r

Chapter 15: "This will be fun"

Sandra sat at Soren’s desk with a dark, satisfied smile on her lips. She moved the pen swiftly across the paper as she added line after line to the new rules. She was thrilled, almost giddy, with every humiliating clause she wrote. Each word was fueled by pure jealousy, the image of Elena on her knees, trembling under Soren’s gaze, made her blood boil with possessive rage. “Here,” Sandra said in a sweet voice, sliding the paper across the desk to Soren. “I added some extras, read them slowly.” Soren picked up the paper and began to read. At first he nodded, but suddenly his eyebrows rose in surprise. “This… isn’t this too much? Some of these go beyond simple control. Sandra leaned closer, and placed a soft hand on his arm and spoke gently but firmly. “It isn’t t

Chapter 16: "That is a gullible thing to do"

Soren stepped out of the private elevator and walked down the quiet hallway toward the Velvet Exchange suite. His mind was still turning over Sandra’s brutal list of rules. The heavy metal collar with the loud bell, the forced mirror confessions, the crawling, and the endless edging without release, it all felt extreme. However part of him wanted to see Elena break under the weight of it. But another part remembered Mrs. Lydia’s words about needing a sharp journalist for the Horizon deal. He shook his head violently and pushed the door open, trying to push every thought aside. But the moment he stepped inside, his eyes popped out of their sockets at what he saw. There, in the middle of the room was none other than Elena Quinn, kneeling on the floor, her body straight, both hands raised in front of her like someone waiting to surrender.&

Chapter 17: "Smile for daddy"

Soren straightened up and turned away Elena again, sliding his hands into his pockets. Those memories made tears gathered at the corner of his eyes, but he blinked them away, refusing to break down in front of her. He's a man of capabilities now. A powerful figure everyone respected. “You know what?" Soren said, turning to her swiftly. “There’s no time for this.” Without warning, he grabbed Elena’s wrist and pulled her roughly to her feet, causing her to wince in pain and jerked her hand away. She stared down at her bruised and cut fingers. The skin around the two small cuts looked red and swollen. Soren's heart sank instantly as he realized what he'd done. Slowly, he leaned forward and took her wrist gently. “What happened to you? How did you get injured?&rdq

Chapter 18: "Breathe for daddy"

Elena woke up slowly, her body still heavy from a restless night. The moment her eyes opened, everything that had happened the previous evening flashed through her mind like a painful past. Soren had come to the suite as usual, but he had not been strict or cruel. Instead, he had shown real concern when he saw her injured fingers. He had cleaned the cuts, applied medicine, and bandaged them with gentle hands. Then his cold words came rushing back, making her freeze on the bed. “One more thing,” he had said. “Don’t take what I did today to heart. I don’t care about you. I only did it because… because my father would expect basic decency from me. Nothing more.” "To me, you’re still my enemy. My very worst enemy. So there’s nothing special about what happened earlier. Do you understand?”

Chapter 19: "Let me go"

Sandra hurried out of the bathroom, water still dripping from her wet hair. She quickly dried herself and dressed in a simple blouse and skirt, her heart racing as she moved straight to the desk where her laptop sat. It had been hours since she last checked the hidden video feed. Soren had been busy with something else, speaking with a few people he knew from old business deals, reviewing contracts, and handling urgent calls from investors. She had been praying he would head to the Velvet Exchange suite and carry out the brutal rules they had planned together. But it hadn’t happened quickly enough. Frustrated, she had decided to take a long shower to calm her nerves. Now she was back, hoping the footage would show what she desperately wanted to see — Elena suffering. Sandra sat down quickly and tapped the laptop on.

Chapter 20: "You're so stupid"

It had been two days since Soren last stepped into the Velvet Exchange suite. Two days since he left his office and stayed locked inside his penthouse. Soren picked up a glass of whiskey and gulped it down in one go. The burn in his throat did nothing to stop the memories flooding his mind. Elena on her knees, tears running down her face. Her soft thank you when he bandaged her fingers, and the way their eyes had locked. “You’re so stupid, Soren,” he muttered to himself, then poured another drink and took a long sip. “What was the use of showing concern? She’s your enemy. She destroyed you once. Why does her pain suddenly bother you?” He set the glass down and walked to his desk, believing it was time to get back to work. Slowly, he opened his laptop and began to type some reports, but his fi

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