Alle Kapitel von The Devil Owns Me Now: Kapitel 131 – Kapitel 140

“Alright. Keep tracking them. Double the watch around the house, and get me a full rundown on Vakrez by morning. I need to know his weak spots, allies, whatever you can dig up and also, make no mistakes.” I ended the call, shoving the phone into my pocket as I stood there in the hallway, staring at the closed bedroom door. My mind raced, piecing it together. Seven guys? Armed? They were closing in, and Ronan was the prize they wanted. But over my dead body. I'd burn the whole city down before letting some Russian thug take what's mine.I pushed the door open quietly, the hinges barely making a sound. The room was still dim, the lamp casting a warm glow over the bed where Ronan lay curled up with that pillow, oblivious to the storm brewing outside. I stood in the doorway for a long minute, just staring at him. His chest rose and fell slowly, one arm draped over the pillow like it was me, his hair falling across his forehead in that messy way that made him look younger and softer. The

Inside the bag, nestled in tissue paper, was a phone. It was brand new, shiny, and the screen was still wrapped in plastic. My smile? It just... faded. It dropped right off my face like it'd been slapped away.“This is... a phone.” I muttered, more to myself than him, pulling it out and turning it over in my hands. The weight of it felt heavy, not just physically but like it carried all these unspoken expectations that I suddenly started to feel. “Yeah, it's a phone.” Leon replied, his tone shifting to something curious now. He tilted his head, studying my face like he was trying to read the confusion there. “What? Why are you acting like you've never seen one before?”I wanted to laugh it off, to crack a joke about how fancy it was, but the words stuck in my throat. Why a phone? Of all things, why this? I mean, he could've given me a watch, or hell, even one of those stupid ties he wears, I'll take it, but a phone?He was just suddenly giving me a way to reach out to the world beyo

The words hung in the silence, heavy and honest, and I felt my cheeks heat up a little. Admitting that out loud made me feel exposed, like I'd cracked open a door I usually kept shut. But it was true because I'd lie awake sometimes, staring at the ceiling while he slept next to me, wondering when the other shoe would drop. This life, whatever it was, felt fragile, built on sand that could sink any day.Leon didn't say anything right away and just watched me with that steady gaze. Then he sighed, rubbing a hand over his jaw, the stubble rasping under his fingers. “But to be honest also..” I added quickly, before he could brush it off, “You’re not showing any signs of getting bored. If anything, these last few weeks, it's like we're stuck together at the hip. You've been working from home non-stop, barely stepping out of the house. Youve been having your eetings on the laptop in your room and taking calls in the hallway.Iit's like you don't want to leave either. And I get it, sort of.

That must have been it for Leon because he stood up fast, towering over both of us, his voice hard. “Get out of my room.” He growled, low and dangerous, stopping Kael mid-rant. Kael turned back to him, glaring daggers at him, but he didn't budge, planting his feet like he owned the place. Leon's eyes narrowed, and he stepped closer, his posture shifting, his shoulders squared and jaw set. “I said, get the hell out of my room.” This time, his tone was ice cold, the kind that promised trouble if ignored. The look on his face wasn't the usual one I knew. This was scary and predatory almost. I could see Kael hesitate, the anger flickering with a hint of fear. He wasn't stupid and he knew when Leon meant business.Kael shot me one last glare, pure venom in his eyes, before he spun on his heel and stormed out, slamming the behind him so hard that the frame rattled. The sudden quiet after that was deafening, just the sound of my breathing and Leon's steady exhales filling the space.“Oh,

The scarred guy, who introduced himself to me as Fabian, gave me a quick once-over, like he was sizing me up to see if I would give him any trouble. “We're here to help you.” he said in a thick accent, his English rough but clear. “And to get you out of this place. You can call it a rescue mission.” He glanced down the hall, listening for any sign of trouble, then met my eyes again.“What...?” I blinked, confusion crashing over the fear that I was feeling. Rescue me? From what? From Leon? That didn't make sense. I'd chosen to stay here, despite how crazy it sounded. “You're here to rescue... me?” My voice cracked a little, and I lowered my hands slowly, not wanting to provoke them. The hallway felt narrower now, the walls closing in with these strangers surrounding me.“Uhm, yeah.” Fabian replied, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. He reached out and grabbed my shoulders, before turning me around so my back was to him. “Come on, we need to move.” He said and we star