All Chapters of The Devil's Possession : Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

AlessandroThe men Malachai gave me were able and capable. They worked with a precision that my own men had lacked. They didn't complain. They didn't hesitate. They followed orders without question.And unlike my own men, in two days, they managed to get a lead.I sat in my study, staring at the report in my hands. The words blurred before my eyes. They had traced Elena's escape route. They had found evidence of her passage through the underground tunnels. They had identified the men who had helped her. Lucas's men. All of them.I wanted to be angry. I wanted to be furious. But I wasn't. I was too focused on the next step. Find her. Bring her back. Make her pay for what she had done to me.I looked up at the guard who had brought me the report. He was one of Malachai's men, tall and broad with a scar across his face. "Where is Lucas?"The guard hesitated. "Pakhan, I do not know. I saw him leaving the walls of the estate this afternoon. He has not returned."I sat up straighter. "Leavi

AlessandroWe reached the boat at midnight.The lake was dark and still, the water reflecting the stars like a mirror. The villa sat in the distance, all white marble and glass, glowing in the moonlight. It was beautiful. Peaceful. A paradise.But I was not here for paradise. I was here for her."Prepare the boats," I ordered. "We go in silent. No lights. No noise. I want to take them by surprise."My men moved to obey. They were Malachai's men, capable and skilled. They had followed orders without question. They had led me here. They had found her.But as we pushed off from the shore, something changed.The boat lurched. I stumbled, grabbing the railing to steady myself. My men were moving, but not toward the villa. They were surrounding me."What is this?" I demanded."Sorry, Alessandro," one of them said. "Orders from above.""Orders from who?""Malachai."I stared at him. The words didn't make sense. "Malachai? But he sent you. He gave you to me. He told you to help me.""He told

AlessandroThe cell was cold and dark. Stone walls. Iron bars. No windows. No light except the dim glow of a single bulb in the hallway. I had been here for days. Maybe weeks. I had lost count.The floor was damp and cold, covered in a thin layer of filth that stuck to my skin. There was no bed. No blanket. Nothing but stone and darkness and the rats that scurried in the corners at night.I sat in the corner, my back against the cold stone, and I thought about her. Elena. Her face. Her eyes. The way she had looked at me with fear and hatred. The way she had run from me.I thought about everything I had done. Everything I had sacrificed. Everything I had lost.And I thought about what I would do when I got out. When I found her. When I made them all pay.Malachai's men came every morning. They brought me bread and water. But the bread was stale and moldy, crawling with insects. The water was murky and tasted like rust. Sometimes, when I refused to eat, they forced it down my throat. Th

AlessandroThe night of the escape was chaos.Enzo had returned with the news that had given me hope. Lucas was planning a rescue. Men were being gathered. Weapons were being prepared. The assault was coming."Tonight, Pakhan," Enzo had said, his eyes burning with determination. "Tonight, you will be free."And he had been right.The assault came at midnight. Men poured through the gates. Guns fired. Bodies fell. The compound erupted into chaos.I had waited in my cell, listening to the sounds of battle. My heart was pounding. My hands were shaking. I had prayed that this was not a trick. That this was not another betrayal.Then, the door to my cell burst open."Pakhan!" Enzo shouted. "We need to go. Now!"I stumbled to my feet. My legs were weak. My body was broken. But I ran.We sprinted through the corridors, past the bodies of fallen guards, past the chaos of the battle. Enzo led the way, his gun raised, his eyes scanning for threats."Where is Lucas?" I asked."I do not know. He

AlessandroI stood in the doorway of Elena's room, my chest heaving, my body covered in blood. The villa was burning around us. The sounds of gunfire echoed through the corridors. But none of that mattered. All that mattered was her.She was pressed against the wall, her eyes wide with fear, her hands shaking. She looked at me like I was a monster. Like I was the devil himself."Elena," I said again, my voice low and rough. "I found you."She didn't speak. She just stared at me, frozen in place.I took a step toward her. She flinched. She pressed herself further into the wall, her hands coming up to shield her face."Please," she whispered. "Please don't hurt me."The words hit me like a physical blow. I had hurt her. I had terrified her. I had made her fear me. And now, even after everything I had done to find her, she still saw me as a monster."Elena, I would never hurt you," I said, my voice cracking. "I came to save you.""Save me?" She laughed. It was a hollow, broken sound. "Yo