Alle Kapitel von His Exception : Kapitel 11 – Kapitel 20

༺ ─·─·─·─·─ ༻“This is the greatest coincidence I've ever heard of, Ellie.” Roxy laughed into the phone as she drove through the streets.“I know, right?” Ellie’s voice came from the other side of the line.“I wish I was there to see the look on your face.”“You wish.”Roxy laughed again before pulling up outside her usual place of work. It was 11:00 PM, and by this time of the night, most of the clients had arrived.She stepped out of the car wearing a short, fitted black dress that hugged her figure, with thin straps and a low neckline. Her heels clicked against the pavement as she adjusted the small purse hanging from her shoulder. Her long hair fell loosely over her back, and the dark lipstick she wore completed the bold look she had chosen for the night.She shut the car door and headed toward the entrance.The moment Roxy stepped inside, almost every eye in the room turned toward her. Even the men who had already paid for other girls stopped paying attention to their companions,

The next morning, Ellie joined Lena in the kitchen and suggested one of her mother's recipes while they prepared breakfast. As they cooked, Ellie began telling Lena about what had happened the previous evening. She explained how she had committed a great sin and had even knelt down to pray for forgiveness afterward.Lena listened with a curious expression, wondering what Ellie could possibly have done that was so terrible. But when Ellie finally confessed that the "sin" was simply seeing Mr. Salvatore without a shirt, Lena stared at her in disbelief before bursting into laughter."I am honestly very shocked," Lena commented."I know, right? It was really bad." Ellie nodded as she chopped the last pieces of vegetables and added them to the food."Not that, exactly. I mean the fact that you closed your eyes and turned around." Lena shook her head. "I've seen him many times like that. It feels awkward sometimes, but it's not necessarily that bad.""Well, my mom taught me that if it's wro

KALON SALVATOREA knock came from the door.“Boss, we have a problem,” Donel's voice came from behind it.Kalon sat in his chair with a book in his hands. He never liked being disturbed while he was reading.His eyes shifted toward the door.“Handle it,” he said, returning his attention to the book.“It’s from Vincenzo Caruso, Boss.”The moment he heard the name, Kalon’s eyes lifted from the page as he looked toward the door again.“Let me see.”Donel opened the room door with a red box in his hands. Kalon immediately stood up from the chair.Whenever a mafia lord discovered that someone had double-crossed him, instead of attacking immediately, he would send a red box to the other mafia boss as a signal that he wanted to talk and settle the matter.It was an unspoken rule among the most powerful crime families.Inside the box was usually a part of someone who worked for you, along with a location where you were expected to meet. It was a warning, but also an invitation.Whoever receiv

KALON SALVATOREKalon carried the dead body over his shoulders as he walked past the men stationed at the back of the mansion. Every one of them stared at him in astonishment, unable to understand how he had returned alive after walking into a warehouse filled with armed men.The back doors opened, and the moment Kalon stepped inside, he saw Donel pacing back and forth, chewing on his fingers. Donel was so deep in thought that he didn't even notice Kalon had entered.“Is Jasper's board prepared?” Kalon's cold voice echoed through the backyard.The backyard was the only area of the mansion secluded from the other workers because it led directly to the basement, where Kalon kept his torture rooms and the cell of his wild dogs.Donel's eyes immediately lit up, and they glistened with tears.“Sir, yo… you made it.”Kalon looked at his face for a moment.“Were you crying?”“Ah... n-no. That would be silly.” Donel quickly wiped his eyes. “It's just sweat.”“I never realized eyes produced sw

KALON SALVATOREThe next morning, Kalon was in the library with a book in his hands, but he hadn't turned a single page in several minutes.His eyes remained fixed on the same word, yet the letters slowly seemed to change until they formed one name.Ellie.“What the fuck?” he cursed, suddenly throwing the book across the room. It slammed against the door and fell to the floor.Kalon rubbed his face, trying to understand what was happening to him.“No one has the right to get into Kalon Salvatore. Absolutely no one.”He clenched his jaw in frustration.But her eyes...They were so warm, filled with an innocence I can't understand. How would it feel to stare into those innocent eyes while taking control of that soft body? How would it feel to have those same soft palms moving over my chest and to the lower parts?Suddenly, his phone rang, pulling him out of his thoughts.Kalon reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone.Vincenzo Caruso.A faint smirk appeared on his lips as he ans