All Chapters of His To Possess : Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

The days trickled by quietly after that night, with each one blending into the next in a way that felt almost unreal.Calla found herself moving through the house like she had begun to belong there, even though a part of her still felt like a visitor in a world built on quiet power and unspoken rules. The hallways no longer seemed as confusing as they once had, and the silence of the place no longer pressed against her the way it had on her first night.But something had changed.Rico no longer snapped at her over every little thing. The constant doubt that used to hide in his voice whenever he spoke to her was gone. He stopped looking at her like she was a burden he had to put up with. Instead, there were small moments, easy to miss, when his tone softened around her without him even noticing it himself.He still gave orders. Still ruled with the same fire the council complained about. But with her, the edge wasn’t as sharp. When she walked into a room, he didn’t tense or frown. When

Calla didn't know how she managed to sit through the remaining minutes of breakfast while Rico was away. The food had gone cold and solid, while Sophia talked on and on. Sophia was a really lovely, sweet girl, but sometimes she wouldn't stop talking.She'd lied her way out of breakfast and was headed back to her room. She plans on shutting herself in and only coming out when Rico gets back. Her feet came to a halt when the corridors began to look a little strange. She paused, looking behind and in front, trying to understand how the walls around her were familiar, but entirely strange too."Wha— fuck!" She hissed, realizing she had missed her way, again. She groaned, stomping her feet to the ground and turning around to head back. She remembered this wing of the mansion when Donna Marta gave her a tour. "...the halls, the conservatory..." she recited as she tried to remember her way back, but it only seemed like she'd gone farther away.Just when she was about to go crazy, she came

The veins on Rico’s forehead were bulging, his jaw tightened as he left the just-concluded meeting with the I Sette. He hated that Marco was ahead of them. That he was gathering the support of the council members. And that Valentina was beginning to piss him the fuck off.He knew his words had stung her deep, but he wasn't bothered. She was asking for it... and in that aspect, he was really generous. Calla wasn't his dog. She was no one's dog or anything. Rico groaned deep in his chest as he slid into the back seat of the car. "Back to the mansion," he instructed the driver, who nodded politely and replied with a 'yes, boss' before pulling the car out of the driveway.His fingers massaged the sides of his head, feeling the migraines building fast. He just needed to sleep—if he could—and strategize better when he woke up.His phone dinged in his pocket. He slowly opened his eyes and exhaled before taking it out. A message from one of the guards appeared on the screen. His gaze narrowe

Most of the time, the mind tells the body how to act and react. But on rare occasions, the body moves before the mind has the chance to think it through. Calla was in the exact position right now. She didn't think it before her hand flew to Rico's face. Her heart sank when she saw the bright red mark left by her fingers. His face turned to the side, his hand held into a tight fist and his jaw clenched. But she didn't back down now. Not when she'd already acted out.She raised her chin and straightened her shoulders. "You think you can scare me? Not today."She saw the slight twitching of his lips, showing he was trying to contain his anger, but that wasn't enough to make her cower. Rico slowly turned his head to look at her. His usually dark eyes had grown even darker, like storm clouds gathering behind them. His gaze lingered on her face for a long moment, tracing every detail as if he were trying to memorize it or understand what had just happened.For a second, Calla expected him

It was five in the morning, and Calla was already up, her entire body was giddy with excitement as she headed for the kitchen. She had barely slept a wink, her head occupied with thoughts about today. It's Rico's birthday, and she wanted to make a simple and special cake for him. The maids were already in the kitchen, busy with their chores and prepping meals. She smiled to herself, thinking they were making a birthday breakfast for Rico. Her heart warmed at the thought.When she'd told them she needed to make a cake to go with his breakfast, they all looked at her like she had grown two heads. Calla couldn't understand why they seemed so shocked and... scared?"No-no, Miss..." one maid said in a hushed tone. "You can't."Calla frowned, she looked at the other workers, and they all seemed to agree with the first maid who spoke."Why not?" She asked."He-a... he doesn't like it," another maid replied, looking towards the kitchen door and back at Calla."Nonsense," Calla waved it off,