All Chapters of Claimed By My Ex’s Father: Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

"Are you done packing? Either you step out of this apartment quietly or I'll have security escort you out. Make your choice, Sloane." My boyfriend’s icy voice reeled into my ears. I looked at him from under my lashes, mouth agape. Ten long years. Gone in less than ten seconds. Right in front of me was a half-zipped designer suitcase. Scattered around it were the remnants of a decade spent building a life around a man who never truly saw me. In my moments of ultimate devotion, I had enthusiastically given up my own dreams to save his. After college, when Finn had nearly crashed his first major corporate venture because of sheer negligence, I was the one who stayed up for seventy-two hours straight, rewriting his business proposals from scratch so he wouldn't look like a failure in front of his father, Knox Hartley. Finn, my boyfriend, had taken all the credit while I smiled quietly from the shadows. "Sloane, my father expects perfection from me. If I tell him you did the work,

Finn’s POVI grabbed her arm without warning, but the sheer coldness in her eyes made me drop my grip before I could even find my words."Are you happy now? What if this little stunt you're pulling ruins my reputation before the corporate audit?!" I blew up at her, my voice echoing down the empty hallway of our apartment.Instead of crumbling into a tearful apology as she normally would, she simply adjusted the strap of her designer purse, looking at me like I was an irritating stain on her shoe."Ten billion," she said to me hauntingly, her voice completely devoid of emotion. "That’s how much of your father's asset portfolio I personally restructured for you last quarter. Don't expect me to leave without my consulting fees, Finn."My chest seized. "Ten billion? Consulting fees?" I repeated back at her, making sure my ears weren't short-circuiting."I didn't mince my words, Finn," she replied, her red lips curving into a mocking smile. "I gave up a promising career and the best years

Finn’s POVShe was gone.A little part of me still stubbornly believed that it was a cheap bluff she would pull out of at the last second to get my attention, but she actually went ahead and did it.I had just gone down to the estate's lower lounge to get away from the mistress's constant complaining about the storm, but when I returned to the guest wing, every single trace of Sloane's belongings had vanished.My chest was burning from the inside. I was struggling to breathe.I reached for my phone inside my pocket and began to dial her number like an absolute maniac off the rails.Each and every call went straight to voicemail.She didn't even think of giving me one single response.The more the mechanical voicemail voice repeated in my ear, the more it felt like the grand hardwood floor beneath my feet was beginning to spin. How could this be happening?Could it be... that there was another man?That would perfectly explain her erratic change in behavior and that sudden, chilling lo

Finn’s POVMy brain was entirely short-circuiting.I stood in the center of the grand executive boardroom, the heavy mahogany table stretching out before me like a chopping block. Surrounding it were twelve of the most ruthless senior partners in the country, their expressions completely unreadable. And sitting at the absolute head of the table, in the high-backed leather throne usually reserved for the supreme leader of the empire, was my father, Knox Hartley.But it wasn't my father's presence that was making the sweat pool at the base of my neck.It was the woman sitting directly to his right.Sloane Mercer.She sat with her shapely legs elegantly crossed, a pristine digital tablet resting in her manicured hands. She looked completely at home in the center of absolute power, her scarlet lips pressed into a calm, dangerous line of neutrality. For ten years, she had sat in the waiting room outside this very door, typing out my notes. Now, she didn't even look at me as I walked t