All Chapters of OWNED BY THE DEVIL: Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

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

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 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!”

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 terminal had fallen into a rare calm, the echoes of gunfire and explosions fading like distant thunder. The air hung heavy with the acrid scent of smoke and spent ammunition, but for the first time in hours, the immediate threat had retreated, leaving behind a fragile hush.Elara leaned against a shattered support pillar, her body aching from the relentless fight. Her muscles burned with exhaustion, her palms raw and slick from clutching her rifle too tightly.Yet beneath the fatigue, a deeper tension pulsed through her, a heat that had been building for weeks, fueled by shared dangers and stolen glances. Her skin felt alive, sensitive to every brush of fabric against her sweat-dampened curves, her breaths coming in shallow, uneven rhythms.Dominic stood at the terminal, his broad shoulders tense as he stared at the monitors. The extraction was complete; the virus contained, Kessler’s network captured and secured. The servers hummed softly, a soothing counterpoint to the chaos tha