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Chapter Twenty Four: Blood For Blood
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The Devil's Possession Chapter Thirty Three: White Room
ElenaI did not fight it when the guards took me.There was no point. I had stopped fighting things that were larger than me a long time ago. My uncle had taught me that lesson early and thoroughly, and whatever small rebellion I had allowed myself in this house over the past weeks had clearly cost more than I could afford.So I walked where the guards walked me and I did not struggle and I kept my arms at my sides and my face still and I breathed, one breath at a time, the way I had taught myself to breathe through things I could not stop.But I watched Lucas.He stood in the middle of that basement room and he did not cower and he did not beg and he did not look away from Alessandro's face even after the punch, even with the blood running from his lip. He stood there and he argued for me. He used words like harmless and alone and human being and he said them to Alessandro De Vercelli's face in the cold basement room of his own house.No one had ever done that for me.My father had l
The Devil's Possession Chapter Thirty Two: Possession
AlessandroThe basement room smelled like stone and cold air and the particular silence of a place that had witnessed things it would never repeat.Lucas stood in the middle of it. He was still composed. His hands were at his sides and his green eyes were steady and his jaw was set and he looked at me the way he always looked at me, like he had already calculated the situation and decided what he was willing to pay for it.I punched him in the mouth.His head snapped to the side and he staggered one step and caught himself on the wall. He touched his lip with the back of his hand and looked at the blood there, a split running clean through the center, dark and immediate. He did not hit back. He turned his head and looked at me."Feel better?" he asked."No," I said.Elena stood near the door with the two guards behind her. I had not looked at her since I entered the room. I could feel her there, that particular weight she carried everywhere, but I kept my eyes on Lucas."You want to t
The Devil's Possession Chapter Thirty One: Savior
ElenaHe was going to rape me.I knew it the moment his hands went to his belt. I knew it the way you know a storm is coming by the smell of the air and the weight of it pressing against your skin. There was no question in my mind and no hope that someone would stop him and no prayer that this was some terrible mistake. He was going to tear off the rest of my clothes and he was going to take what he wanted and he was going to call it mine because that was the only word he understood.I had never been so scared in my entire life.Not when my uncle sold me. Not when the Ivano family took me to the room with no windows. Not even when I watched Alessandro cut off a man's head and roll it across the floor like a piece of fruit. Those fears had been sharp and immediate but they had not felt like this. This was slow and deep and it was coming from someone I had started to trust, someone I had hummed for in the dark, someone whose bloody hand I had held and not let go.He pushed me down and I
The Devil's Possession Chapter Thirty: Breaking
Alessandro"Entertain me." My voice was dark and ugly.The words hung in the dark room between us, cold and sharp and final. I watched her face change. I watched the confusion become understanding and the understanding become fear. Her hazel eyes went wide and her lips parted and her hands gripped the blanket like it was the only thing keeping her upright."What?" Her voice came out small and weak.I saw the fear in her eyes but I did not care. I was too overwhelmed by rage. It had been building for hours, for maybe longer than I wanted to admit, and now it had filled me completely. There was no room for anything else. No room for reason or restraint or the careful control I had spent twenty years building. There was only her and Lucas and the way her head had rested on his shoulder like it belonged there.I walked toward her in steady steps.She scrambled backward on the bed, her back hitting the headboard, her hands coming up in front of her face like she could shield herself from m
The Devil's Possession Chapter Twenty Nine: Borrowed Warmth
Elena"It is time to go back," Lucas said.The garden had gone fully dark around us. I had not noticed. I had been somewhere else entirely, in that quiet place that crying takes you, where everything is emptied out and still. The world had felt far away. The house had felt far away. Even the memory of Alessandro's bloody face had faded to something soft at the edges, something I could almost bear to think about.I lifted my head from his shoulder.He did not make it awkward. He stood and offered his hand and pulled me up from the bench the way you help someone up after a long sit, simply, without ceremony. His hand was warm and dry and steady.Then he shrugged off his jacket and wrapped it around my shoulders.It was warm. It smelled like something clean and familiar. Something that reminded me of mornings in the garden and afternoons on the bench and the particular safety of sitting beside someone who did not want anything from you except your presence."You do not have to," I starte
The Devil's Possession Chapter Twenty Eight: Jealousy Is A Word For Other Men
AlessandroI was not jealous.I told myself this at seven in the evening when I sat down to review the port contracts.I told myself again at eight when I stood up without finishing them.I told myself a third time at nine when I snapped at Enzo for knocking too loudly on my study door, and he looked at me with the expression of a man who had worked for me for eight years and had never once seen me snap at a knock."Get out," I said.He got out.I sat behind my desk.I was not jealous. I was irritated. There was a difference. Jealousy was an emotion that required a particular prerequisite, caring about someone, and I did not care about Elena Rossi. She was a ward. She was temporary. She was a girl in a borrowed cardigan who reorganised bookshelves and cried in gardens and hummed music she did not know she was humming.She was nothing that should occupy this much of my thinking.Her head on his shoulder.I stood up and walked to the window.The garden was dark. The bench was empty. The
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