All Chapters of His To Possess : Chapter 191 - Chapter 200

Ezio’s grip on the gun was firm as he aimed it at Marco, his gaze burning with heat.Marco’s men reacted at once, pulling out their weapons and pointing straight at Ezio, their fingers resting on the triggers, ready to tear him apart where he stood.Bruno drew first from the side door, his gun already raised before most guests noticed him move. Valentina stepped back from the nearest table and pulled a pistol from beneath her server’s apron, aiming without hesitation.Costa emerged from the rear hallway with his weapon in hand, covering the men near the council table. Even Matteo rose from beside the sound equipment, drawing his gun and pointing it toward Marco’s side of the room.In seconds, the hall turned into a cage of loaded weapons. Guests froze in their seats, and council members ducked lower behind tables, their expensive pride gone now that bullets were involved.The guards near the walls shifted nervously, unsure who would fire first. One wrong move would turn the polished f

The sound from the gunshot filled the wide hall, bouncing off the walls, echoing loudly.The moment Rico saw the movement, his eyes sharpened. He moved fast, dropping low and shifting behind one of the heavy chairs as the bullet tore past where his chest had been a second earlier.That single gunshot shattered whatever order remained, and the hall exploded into chaos.Marco’s men opened fire at once.Ezio reacted instantly, grabbing the nearest table and flipping it onto its side with a violent shove. Plates and bottles crashed everywhere as he dropped behind it for cover.Bullets slammed into the wood. Ezio leaned out and returned fire, his face hard and focused.Bruno fired from near the side entrance, taking down one guard before the man even finished raising his rifle.Valentina rolled behind a pillar, then calmly aimed and shot one of Marco’s captains in the shoulder, sending him crashing backward into a table.Costa charged through the smoke and confusion like a bull, firing twi

Once they were inside their room, Calla closed the door behind her and suddenly threw her arms around him. This time, it was tighter, filled with all the pent-up emotions she had been holding back downstairs.He sucked in a deep breath at the impact, but he still held her.She quickly pulled away when she heard him groan in pain.Her eyes moved over his face, taking in the split lip, the blood near his brow, the bruises already darkening his skin. Then her gaze dropped to his shoulder, where his shirt was torn and blood still slipped slowly from the wound.She gasped and stepped back to give him space.But he clearly didn’t like that. A low growl rumbled in his chest as he reached for her, trying to pull her back into his arms.She stayed where she was. "You’re hurt,” she said, shaking her head as she caught his hand. “I’ll have someone call for a doctor—”Rico immediately caught her by her waist before she could leave. “I didn’t complain when you hugged me downstairs, did I?” he said

Rico watched as his mother placed food into his plate. Not once, but many times, she had a wide smile on her face as she did."I know how much you love creamy Spaghetti alla Carbonara. So I had the chef make it for you," Donna Marta said, twirling the fork into the bowl of spaghetti, and putting it into his plate.She didn't look at Rico. Didn't sense the shift in his expression. All that mattered to her at that moment was making sure Rico was cared for. Had her attention."You were such a glutton when you were much younger," she continued, adding more spaghetti into the plate, laughing lightly. "We had to hire Nonna Luisa when you were a teenager to cook a meal specially for you."Rico's jaw hardened more, his shoulder tensing. He didn't know his fist was clenched tightly, until he felt a soft hand over his.His gaze pulled away from his plate, blinking multiple times as they dropped to the Calla's hands on his fist. He paused, then turned to her.Calla had a look so soft it slowly m

Rico pulled into the rocky driveway at the old building meant for I Sette meetings. He turned off the engine and came out of the car, adjusting the collar of his deep gray jacket.Two days have passed since the talk he had with his mother. And in those days, he was summoned by the council members.They debated about making him Don after what happened. They want him to take responsibility for the damage caused at the ceremony. According to them, the violent act displayed could have been avoided. And that Rico made things blow out of proportion by coming there unannounced.Rico still laughs whenever he remembers how they twisted the whole thing. The way they laid out all that transpired that night, the tone of their voice, and their hardened gaze on him.They didn't need to say it, but he knew they were taking Marco's side, again.Too bad Rico doesn’t care for approval. He is already operating like a leader in practice, not title.And speaking of Marco, he is nowhere to be found. After