NERO’S GAME のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 81 - チャプター 90

CHAPTER 81: I bury themNero and Nico arrived at the location of their meeting with Viktor Sokolov, and it was another decrepit, rundown factory that had been abandoned. The air inside the derelict factory was cold and metallic, and the atmosphere was thick with the smell of rust, oil, and gunpowder.Nero stepped through the steel doors, black boots echoing against the dirty concrete floor. Nico followed close behind, shadowing his boss as usual. Their men spread out around them, forming a silent perimeter. The message was clear, this was not just a meeting to talk. They were ready to go into a full blown assault if the situation warranted it. The Russians were already there.Viktor Sokolov was already waiting, piercing blue eyes calm and calculating, amidst the swirl of smoke from the cigarette glowing faintly between his fingers as he watched them approach. His men stood at attention, armed, alert, and ready to attack just like Nero’s men. Viktor was aware of the reason behind the

CHAPTER 83: GoneIt's been three days since Olivia learned that she was carrying not just one precious life, but two. Three days since she had not stopped palming and caressing her belly that seemed to have become bigger. She wondered if the revelation of the fact that she was having two babies now made her belly start increasing more. She sat by the tall arched window, in the one spot that she was always found in in the bedroom, her fingers absently tracing slow circles over her belly. Her jade eyes were distant, unfocused, fixed on the rose gardens outside. But she was not seeing the servants who were watering, tending and nipping away. She was seeing something else entirely. The faintest smile touched her lips, one mixed with disbelief and awe.Twins.She still hadn’t completely absorbed it. The doctor’s words replayed in a loop in her head, steady and surreal. Two heartbeats. Two lives growing inside her. Even Nero was still trying to get a hang of it. She had caught his stunned

CHAPTER 85: Chaos in the foyerThe scream cut through the air like a blade.For one frozen heartbeat, none of them moved, but they could hear the commotion that was coming from downstairs. Then Nico was already in motion. “I'll go find out what's happening.” With that, he left the room. Almost immediately, Nero swore under his breath.“Stay behind me,” he said, his voice low and commanding as he grabbed Olivia by the wrist and pulled her behind him. He set off to find out what the noise was all about. Rea followed behind them, equally curious.By the time they reached the hallway, the mansion, usually filled with a suffocating kind of order, where every staff was always going about their duties, now pulsed with chaos. Voices echoed faintly from below, guards shouting, servants panicking, and it all came from the foyer.Olivia’s stomach tightened with foreboding, and she tightened her grip on her husband’s hand, her heart thundering.“Nero, what’s happening?”Nero stilled. The sound

CHAPTER 87: He scares me when he’s breathingIt had been four days since Marena died in the grand foyer of the mansion.Four days since her battered lifeless body had been carried away by the guards on Nero’s command, leaving behind nothing but increasing fear and that single, damning button that Olivia could not get out of her mind.Since that day, the household had fallen into an uneasy quiet, almost like you could still feel and see the death that had swooped in days earlier. Guards patrolled in pairs, security doubled at every entrance. Nero and Nico had taken zealously to that since the countless break ins that had occurred. At that moment, even a fly could not enter the compound without being seen, given how tight security had become. Even the maids whispered as though they were afraid the walls might be listening. And Nero, the boss, had spoken very little of it. He had been very quiet since that day, even Nico was rarely seen around. The shadow of suspicion hung thickly in th

CHAPTER 89: Admiration or possession Nero’s eyes trailed down, lingering on the soft curve of her body, the fuller and heavier breasts that looked bigger than he remembered, the small but unmistakable swell of her belly. Something shifted in his expression, awe, hunger, pride, all tangled into one. He didn’t know he could feel all these rush of emotions all at once.Without a word, he reached out, his hand splaying across her abdomen. Initially, she flinched, then relaxed under his touch. His touch was warm, firm, almost reverent. “You look bigger than the last time I saw,” he murmured, his voice roughened. “They seem to be growing fast.”Her breath trembled. “The doctor said it was normal with multiple pregnancies,” she admitted slowly. “He said it's actually a good sign.”He hummed. “You look this way, yet you still hide yourself from me. Every night.” He sounded hurt. Disappointed.Olivia swallowed hard. “A lot has happened lately. I didn’t think it was proper to—”He cut her off