Monster Can Love Too のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 41 - チャプター 50

The van tore through the rain-slicked streets, tires screaming, engines roaring, the city blurring past in streaks of grey and red. Alessio’s grip on the wheel was so tight his knuckles had gone bone white, but his jaw was set, his breath controlled, his rage wrapped tight like a loaded gun ready to snap.Noa sat beside him, clutching the cold steel of his own gun, his ribs still aching, his heart slamming like it was begging to claw its way out of his chest.He couldn’t shake Nero’s voice from his head.Come and play, Angel. Time’s running out.Noa’s throat burned. “What if he’s already triggered something else inside me?”Alessio’s eyes didn’t leave the road. “Then I’ll break it.”“What if I can’t fight it next time?”“You will.”“What if I kill you?”“You won’t.”Noa’s breath caught. “You can’t know that.”Alessio’s smirk was sharp and brutal. “Baby, if you kill me, I’ll haunt you so hard you’ll wish you’d aimed better.”Noa barked out a laugh, but it cracked at the edges. “You’re

The gunshot cracked through the air.But it wasn’t Noa’s gun.The world detonated in white, the sound swallowed by the roar of the blast that ripped Ivy off her feet and slammed Noa and Alessio into the floor like ragdolls.Noa’s scream never made it out.Alessio’s arms caged him, shielding him as debris rained down around them, the shockwave rattling the bones out of his skin.When the fire died and the dust settled, the silence left Noa choking.His ears rang. His body throbbed. His pulse hammered like it wanted to quit.“Ivy” Noa gasped, scrambling up on shaky arms, his vision spinning as his heart tried to crawl out of his throat. “Ivy!”Alessio coughed, dragging himself up beside him, his jaw clenched, blood trickling from his temple. “Stay down fuck don’t move”But Noa was already staggering toward the blast site, his ribs screaming, his knees threatening to collapse.Smoke choked the room. Rubble crackled under his boots. His pulse slammed in his ears as he clawed through the

Noa’s breath slammed out of him like he’d been punched in the gut. His head spun, his ribs crushed under the weight of Luca’s words, his pulse roaring in his ears so loud he almost missed Alessio’s voice breaking beside him.“Ivy’s with Eve?”Luca’s answer was a sharp, bitter breath. “Yeah, boss. They’re moving toward the docks. Fast.”Noa’s stomach flipped, panic crashing through him like a freight train. “No, no, that’s not right Ivy would never”“She already did,” Alessio ground out, pacing the room like a caged animal, his fists clenched so tight his knuckles turned white. “She left us. She chose her.”“No,” Noa’s voice cracked. “She’s not in control. Nero programmed her. She’s still in there, I know it”Alessio’s rage detonated. “She’s gone, angel. She walked out. She teamed up with her. We don’t even know who’s driving Ivy’s body anymore, her or Nero’s code.”“She wouldn’t betray me,” Noa whispered, his throat burning. “She wouldn’t.”Alessio’s eyes snapped to him, sharp and bit

Silence wasn’t peaceful. It was suffocating. Sharp. Deafening. The kind of silence that meant someone was either dead or about to be. Noa woke up gasping, throat full of smoke and lungs on fire, ash clinging to his lips like soot from a last prayer. Everything burned. His skin, his eyes, his chest especially his chest. Not from the explosion, but from the fact that the body he’d thrown himself over wasn’t moving.“Alessio,” he rasped, coughing hard enough to see stars. “Alessio fuck baby, wake up”He shoved rubble off his splinters, shattered metal, twisted steel plates and his palms burned against the debris, the pain sharp and real, but it kept him grounded. Alive. Just barely.The dock was in pieces. Flames licked the edges of the wreckage. The entire warehouse had folded inward like a funeral pyre. And there, half-buried under what was left of a rusted container, Alessio’s body was curled, bleeding, still.“No, no, no” Noa dragged himself across splintered beams, his hands shaking

The fall wasn’t long, but it felt like drowning in a nightmare. Noa dropped into pitch black, air slicing past his face, the walls of the shaft so close he swore he could hear them breathe. Then impact. His body slammed against concrete, knees cracking, shoulder taking the brunt of the blow. He groaned, breath hitching, pain flaring across every inch of his skin.Silence swallowed him whole.The trapdoor above slammed shut.Gone.No more Alessio. No Ivy. No goddamn light.Just Eve.And whatever this room was.Noa pushed up on one elbow, hissing, ribs screaming. The air was thick moist, metallic, like blood soaked into brick. He blinked against the dark, his pulse pounding behind his eyes.Lights flickered on.Dim. Dirty. Red.And suddenly, the room was alive.Steel bars ran around the circular walls, reinforced and rust-stained. Like a cage carved into hell. Chains hung from the ceiling, slick with old blood. Cameras dotted the corners like eyes waiting to see him fall apart.He’d bee