DESPISED AND DEVOURED BY MY STEP FATHER のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 141 - チャプター 150

Danny's POV I watched the new cook turn on his heel and walk back toward the kitchen, the swinging doors swishing shut behind him. I didn’t even hesitate. I stood up immediately, my legs still a bit shaky, and headed straight into the kitchen. The second the wooden doors creaked open, the cook turned around. He looked a bit surprised, but then a polite smile broke across his face. "Uhh, sir, is there anything you need?" I didn't answer right away. I just leaned my back against the tiled wall, crossing my arms and staring right at him. "Yes... I am starving." He bowed his head in respect, his hands clasping neatly in front of his white uniform. "What would you like? I will prepare it right now." I didn't say anything for a second. I just looked him up and down, taking in the whole view of him from head to toe. Danny, come on he will notice you don't like him, I said to myself. I swallowed hard, trying to smooth out the tension in my own face, but my chest felt incredibly

Danny's POV By 6 p.m the living room felt like a waiting room at a hospital. The movie was playing on the screen, some stupid action thing with explosions, but neither of us was actually looking at it. I was lying down, my head resting heavy on Erica's laps, staring straight at the wall. My stomach was doing that slow, sick twist it always does when I am terrified. Panic was just sitting there, heavy on my chest, suffocating us both. We were just waiting. Waiting for Chad to walk through that door with whatever news he was bringing.Then, the heavy thuds of boot heels came from behind me, echoing against the marble floor.My body reacted before my brain did. I scrambled up from Erica's lap, my heart jumping straight into my throat. Chad walked in. Behind him was Rojit, and right behind them was a group of massive men I had never seen before. They were dressed like guards, completely serious, moving like machines.Chad came right toward me. The scent of the outside rain and smoke fo

Danny's POV A nervous laugh forced its way out of my throat, the sheer absurdity of what he’d just suggested hitting me all at once. "You can't just do that to someone because I wasn't comfortable?" I said, staring at him like he’d lost his mind. Chadwick grinned, his lips twisting into that dark, effortless smirk that always made my stomach do weird things. "Uhhh but you don't feel comfortable with his face right?" I rolled my eyes so hard it practically hurt, letting out a long sigh as I shifted on the mattress. "It is fine. It is fine. Don't worry about it." Chadwick tilted his head, his brown eyes tracking my expression closely. "Are you sure?" "I mean yeah idk...." I muttered, my fingers casually tugging at the edge of the blanket. I looked away, feeling a little stupid for even bringing it up in the first place. "It is just somehow that he looks like me." Chadwick laughed, a low rumbling sound that vibrated through the quiet bedroom. He leaned back a bit, looking compl

Danny's POV I opened my eyes slowly, the warmth of the room wrapping around me before I even fully realized where I was. I was curled up right against Chad’s chest, the steady heavy thud of his heartbeat right under my cheek. I stayed completely still just looking up at him. When he was asleep like this his face looked so peaceful, all those hard dangerous lines around his jaw completely melting away. He looked like a normal person, not the guy who ran whatever with an iron fist. He must be really tired from all the chaos lately, so I didn't want to wake him up. I carefully slid out from under his heavy arm, creeping across the room and slipping into the bathroom. After taking a warm shower, I stood in front of the mirror, stretching out my arms. At least my body isn't aching anymore. The soreness from yesterday had finally faded into a dull, manageable hum. I put on one of his oversized shirts and headed downstairs. The moment I got close to the kitchen, a rich, buttery scent

Chadwicks POV I knew it, Noah isn't dead. The thought didn't even slam into my brain, it just locked into place like a puzzle piece I had been holding onto for weeks. I stared down at the glowing screen of Danny's phone, my thumb nearly cracking the glass from how hard I was gripping it. They were looking at me now, the entire dining room falling into this suffocating, dead silence. Danny’s chair scraped violently against the marble floor as he scrambled up. "What...do ...you mean?" His voice is shaky, completely hollowed out by terror. He scrambled around the edge of the table, his bare feet practically tripping over themselves until he reached me. He grabbed my elbow close to him, his fingers digging through the fabric of my shirt, his eyes sad and pleading. "This could be one of his relative sending me a message right?" I looked down at his pale face, my chest twisting sharply at the sheer panic floating in his wide eyes. I shook my head, my jaw tight. "Sadly