All Chapters of OWNED BY THE DEVIL: Chapter 151 - Chapter 158

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WAR FOR THE DATA

The roar of engines outside the terminal grew louder by the second.Elara stared at the monitor Dominic had turned toward her, watching the red signals multiply across the map.Vehicles were converging on the transit hub from every direction, north, south, even from the industrial roads along the river.There were too many to count.“Tell me that’s a glitch,” she said quietly.Dominic didn’t answer.The silence was enough.She exhaled slowly and looked back toward the doorway of the server chamber. The firefight in the terminal hall had intensified. Bullets tore through the empty ticket counters, sparks jumping from metal pillars as rounds ricocheted across the room.Two factions were still locked in combat near the main entrance, using overturned benches and concrete barriers for cover.But now a third group had arrived.They stormed through a side corridor that led to the old maintenance platforms, opening fire the moment they stepped into view.The balance of the battle shifted ins

SEVENTY PERCENT

The corridor outside the server chamber had turned into a killing ground.Smoke drifted through the air, thick and bitter, stinging Elara’s eyes as she pressed her shoulder against the concrete wall beside the doorway. Bullet holes riddled the metal frame, and shattered glass crunched beneath her boots every time she shifted her weight.Another burst of gunfire echoed through the terminal hall.Men shouted orders.Someone screamed.Then another rifle cracked from somewhere deeper in the station.The factions were still fighting each other.But more and more of them were pushing toward the same destination now.The server chamber.Elara leaned out just enough to fire two quick shots down the corridor.One attacker collapsed instantly.The other dove behind a support column, returning fire with a burst that slammed into the wall inches from her face.She pulled back behind cover.“Well,” she muttered under her breath, “they’re persistent.”Behind her, Dominic’s fingers moved rapidly acr

THE FAILSAFE VIRUS

The terminal trembled again as another explosion echoed from somewhere near the entrance of the station. Dust drifted lazily from the cracked ceiling panels, settling over the rows of humming servers like gray snow.Elara tightened her grip on her rifle and shifted her stance beside the doorway.The corridor outside was quiet for the moment.Too quiet.“They’re regrouping,” she said softly.Behind her, Dominic didn’t answer immediately. His attention was locked on the terminal screen in front of him, where dozens of windows of code were streaming across the display.The extraction bar moved slowly but steadily.DATA EXTRACTION: 78%Almost there.But something wasn’t right.Dominic leaned closer to the monitor, his eyes narrowing.A new line of code had appeared in the system logs.At first glance it looked harmless, just another automated process running in the background of the network.But it wasn’t part of the extraction program.And Dominic knew every line of code currently runnin

THE FIREWALL DWELL

The server chamber felt smaller now.Not physically smaller, but heavier, tighter, as if the air itself had thickened with pressure. Every sound seemed amplified: the distant crack of gunfire, the hum of the servers, the relentless tapping of Dominic’s fingers across the keyboard.On the monitor in front of him, two progress bars crept forward like rivals in a race neither intended to lose.DATA EXTRACTION: 86%FAILSAFE PROGRESS: 52%The numbers glowed coldly against the dark screen.Dominic leaned closer, his eyes scanning through lines of code that cascaded faster than most people could read.The virus was elegant.Dangerously elegant.Kessler hadn’t simply written a destructive program, he had designed something adaptive, something that behaved almost like a living organism inside the network.Every time Dominic blocked one pathway, the virus rerouted itself through another.Every time he quarantined a node, it infected two more.It wasn’t just deleting files.It was preparing to e

BREACH

The corridor shook with another explosion, louder than the ones before. Concrete dust fell like rain, coating the floor and making the air thick and choking. Elara gritted her teeth, pressing herself against the doorway as the deafening sound echoed around the terminal.“They’re not stopping!” she shouted over the chaos.Dominic didn’t look up from the terminal, his fingers moving with surgical precision across the keyboard. The firewall he’d constructed was holding… for now. But the virus was relentless, adapting faster than he could anticipate.DATA EXTRACTION: 98%FAILSAFE PROGRESS: 91%A shadow flickered at the far end of the corridor. Three men were sprinting, weapons raised, and using the smoke for cover. They had bypassed the previous barricades, moving with alarming coordination.Elara’s pulse spiked. She raised her rifle and fired, but one of them dived just in time, the bullet grazing his shoulder. The others scrambled past pillars, weaving through fallen debris.“Dominic!”

TWO AGAINST AN ARMY

The terminal hall had transformed into a warzone. Smoke hung in the air, mingling with the smell of burning electrical wires and dust.Sparks from shattered lights flickered across the walls, illuminating the scattered bodies of men from the rival factions, some moving, some fallen, all caught in the crossfire of Dominic and Elara’s relentless defense.Elara’s hands were steady, though her heart pounded like a drum in her chest. Every shot she fired was calculated, precise, aimed to slow the attackers rather than waste ammunition.“Two against an army,” she muttered under her breath, ducking behind a column as bullets ricocheted dangerously close.Dominic was beside her, crouched low, one hand on his rifle, the other navigating commands on the terminal that monitored both the extraction and the virus containment.His calmness was unnerving. He seemed untouchable, untiring, almost predatory.A new wave of attackers came down the corridor, fast, determined, coordinated.Elara raised her

THE EDGE

The terminal was quiet for just a heartbeat.Not safe, never safe, but quiet enough that Elara felt her chest tighten with both exhaustion and anticipation. Gunfire had momentarily paused as the attackers regrouped, licking their wounds and reconsidering their options.Dominic didn’t take his eyes off the monitor, fingers flying over the keyboard to reinforce the containment grids. Data extraction was almost complete, but the virus still pulsed like a heartbeat in the background.Elara leaned against the doorway, lowering her rifle for a split second, and finally let herself breathe. Her hands were trembling, not just from adrenaline, but from everything that had been simmering between her and Dominic.“Dom,” she whispered, almost afraid to say it aloud.He glanced at her, the faintest smirk tugging at his lips. “What is it?”She hesitated, her chest tightening. “We’re… so close. I just...” Her voice faltered. Words were useless against the storm raging both inside the terminal and in

THE AFTERMATH

The terminal was quiet now, quiet in a way that felt almost wrong. Not safe, but deceptive, the kind of quiet that makes you flinch at every distant sound. Smoke still hung thick in the air, dust settling over shattered metal and debris.Elara lowered her rifle slowly, letting herself finally breathe. Her muscles ached, her chest heaving, but for the first time in hours, she allowed herself a moment to simply exist.Dominic remained at the terminal, eyes scanning the monitors. The extraction had finished. Kessler’s network had been captured, and the virus contained. The system was secure, at least for now.Elara glanced at him. His jaw was tight, his expression calm but intense. She felt the tension between them, heavier now in the quiet aftermath than it had been amid gunfire.“You did it,” she said softly, almost reverently.Dominic didn’t look up. “We did it,” he corrected.Her eyes flicked toward the doorway. The corridor outside was littered with unconscious or retreating attacke

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