All Chapters of His To Claim!!!: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Don AngeloLike Hattos said, we are all in my private jet heading back to Jet City. I have still not said anything to Carla about where we're going, and I’m pleased that she is not overly curious. It's her obedience that matters to me, and since saving her brother yesterday, Carla now worships the ground on which I step. As for me, after yesterday's shower incident, my resolve to keep all this to myself has been strengthened. I cannot share this meat with any other hunter in the wild. I do not want my sweet Carla to be tainted by anyone else, and I'll make sure everyone knows about it. She is so beautiful, yet so smart. Whenever I look into her face, my heart feels calm, and I know my trip to Sky City is worth it.The doctors say I can move her brother back with us, after he stabilizes. If I want to have all of Carla’s undivided attention, I need to have her focus on one place only, so I decide to make her brother join us. I’ll just kill two birds with one stone in that case. Thin

Don AngeloJet City is the capital of the country called Creep Heights. The name alone speaks volumes about how creepy the whole country is. Due to dangers like insecurity, the economic potentials of the country are not fully tapped just yet. Criminal syndicates, cartels, gangs, and corrupt politicians are the curses that won't allow the country to thrive. However, it is still better than most peaceful countries in the world. Aside from the huge technological advancements that have left other parts of the world behind, Creep Heights is also blessed with a lot of fertile land. The country grows its own crops - both legally and illegally—leading to very large exports that contribute to a chunk of the GDP. The numerous forest reserves also ensure that the country is usually cold most of the year. One such forest reserve is along the route to my house, and I am yet to add it to the vast possessions of the Hernandez clan. It was originally part of our land, but we lost it to a greedy p

Don AngeloMy words shock her to the core, and I know she's scared out of her wits. However, Carla does not have it in her to betray me. Apart from putting the fear of God in her, I also have her younger brother at my mercy. For his sake, this pet will remain loyal to the end. I am sure of that. Aside from everything, Carla would not even remember this place when she's left alone here. This is a vast forest after all. Then again, she knows more of those pythons await her when she dares to ever pass this place again. What am I even worried about? “More of them are coming, Hattos.Something doesn't add up.” I declare after a deep thought. If we have more of those people following us, how would we use the secret passage without anyone finding it out? “We have taken out about thirty of them. Why are there more?” Hattos stares at me in horror, following my line of thought. “Don, I would never do this. You know I owe you my life.” Hattos is being too serious, and I feel it's hilarious,

CarlaDon Angelo says I need to perform well tonight; if not, I'll get spanked twenty-one times on my butt before I serve him in bed. I am also supposed to avoid the kitchen totally, unless he states otherwise. So, right now, my only aim is to bring on my A-game and please him tonight. If not, I may not be able to sit peacefully in the next few days. I follow him silently, anxious about what lies on the other side for me. After a few minutes, we finally pass through what looks like a huge tunnel in the secret cabin and make it to a stone door. He unlocks it with a mechanism I don't dare to watch.Finally, we emerge in a room that looks abandoned. There are cobwebs everywhere, and it's clear no one has been here in a long time.I turn around to take a final look behind me, but I'm shocked to see nothing but a wall behind me. Nothing would ever point to this room being a secret passage. So clever. We finally emerge at the gates, and the guards begin to bow toward us. They also seem q

Carla This place looks like a fan fair, with all these celebrities and other big names in the fashion world trooping in. I bet the organizer is a top fashion icon also. Nothing makes me happier than discovering that Don Angelo doesn't fancy the flash of cameras and everything that has to do with being on the news headlines. He is a very private person, and not much is known about him. The people only know him as the successor of the Hernandez clan.Don Angelo and Hattos move toward their table as if it's a usual spot for them. As for me, I decide not to ask any questions. All I want to do is stay beside him like an obedient doll and return home without getting punished. That's all I want. I don't know why, but in this huge venue, Don Angelo's seat is in a corner somewhere, close to one of the exits - far away from all the bright lights and prying eyes of others. I wonder why I'm even surprised. Roaming my gaze through the crowd, I notice everyone here is dressed to the nines, and