Welcome to Hell (by Williane Kassia) novel Chapter 127

Chapter 127

Dante Castelli.

We finished our shower and stepped out of the bathroom, clean and dressed. My hair was still loose, dripping slightly at the ends. We walked together toward the wing’s exit, but before moving any further, I stopped and looked at my bunny.

“Do you mind if I keep my hair down?”

I noticed the immediate surprise in his eyes.

Maybe he hadn’t expected me to ask something like that, but I didn’t want to make him feel insecure again.

After everything we’d been through, his peace of mind was my priority.

He smiled, soft and calm, and linked his arm with mine.

“No, I don’t mind. Thank you for asking.”

I smiled gently and kissed his damp hair. We walked hand in hand toward the cafeteria.

When we arrived, the atmosphere seemed lighter than usual.

Some inmates were laughing loudly, clearly satisfied about something that had happened.

A faint smirk appeared on my lips.

They’d definitely had fun with that bastard David.

Good.

My eyes scanned the room, and I spotted Tony sitting next to Fox.

Tony’s expression was tense, as if he were still processing something serious,

Elijah led me directly to them, where two trays of food were already waiting on the table, and we sat down.

I wrapped an arm around my bunny’s waist, pulling him closer.

“What’s with the look, Fox? Something happen? The inmates seem pretty hyped today,” Elijah asked, confused by the change in energy.

Fox grinned mischievously.

“I heard your brother got arrested. And it seems like some of the inmates had their fun with him last night.”

I glanced at Elijah, watching his reaction.

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Chapter 127

No shock, no anger, no sadness.

His face remained calm, and that made me smile with pride.

“But how did you know he was my brother?” he asked, curious.

Fox rolled his eyes, as if the answer were too obvious.

“You’re silly, Elijah. You two look a lot alike. Same hair color, same eyes, same skin tone. The only difference is the shape of your face, but it’s impossible not to notice.”

Elijah nodded, accepting the logic.

Fox leaned in a little, meeting his gaze.

“And how do you feel?”

He sighed, staring at the tray of food in front of him for a few seconds before answering.

“The only thing I find horrible is the rape. No one deserves to go through that. But… what he did to me is unforgivable. If the Reaper weren’t here, I would’ve ended up just like him.”

I frowned at hearing him call me that but quickly understood. Fox and Tony still didn’t know my real name.

And Elijah, as clever as ever, knew how to keep it a secret.

I kissed his hair gently, feeling immense pride in his strength.

Despite the constant chaos of Inferno Bay, for a few moments, everything felt… normal.

He was a known gangster, convicted for murder, drug trafficking, extortion, and countless other crimes no one dared to list.

I couldn’t hold back a satisfied smirk.

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