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Welcome to Hell (by Williane Kassia) novel Chapter 179

Chapter 179

My eyes widen, the shock freezing my entire body.

You’re insane! What did I ever do to you? I don’t even know you, I’ve

never seen you in my life!

He sets the tray aside and approaches, his smile crooked, his eyes

deep with obsession.

Exactly. You never saw me.His voice gains an almost sweet tone. I

wish we had met outside, but on second thoughtIt’s wonderful

here. Because you won’t escape me.

He leans in to kiss me. I turn my face, trying to avoid it, but his hand

grabs my jaw with force, turning it forward. The grip makes me grit

my teeth in pain.

He kisses me. I let out a low groan because of my wounded lips, and

he takes advantage of the sound to deepen the kiss. His tongue

invades my mouth, exploring every corner, sucking on my bruised

lips. His hands roam over my body, mapping every line with firm

touches.

I am without the strength to push him away. He devours my mouth

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with a voracity that leaves me lightheaded.

Suddenly, the savagery diminishes. The kiss becomes slow, almost

calm. His tongue slides slowly, licking every corner of my mouth as if

he were savoring something rare.

He pulls back for an instant. I take a deep breath, recovering my air,

my chest rising and falling.

Ah,he whispers, smiling disturbingly. It’s so good to know that you

are truly here with me.

I feel my body tremble between rage and helplessness. The bitter

taste of the kiss still persists in my mouth, mixed with the dried

blood at the corners of my lips. His gaze pierces through me like a

predator’s: satisfied, hungry. Everything left of my control slips

through my hands.

A sharp snap breaks the silence. Adrian claps his hands slowly,

smiling; the sound reverberates in the cell like a warning. My flinch is

involuntary.

How about a bath now, my love?His voice dropssoft, poisonous. I

want to take care of you. Wash your back; clean every inch.

A raspy sound tears from my throat, short and urgent.

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I don’t need your fucking care. Get out of here and leave me in

peace!

Before I can recoil, a firm hand grips my jaw. The pressure is enough

to steal the breath from my chest and bring a primal fear: that a bone

might crack, that I am completely at his mercy. His face gets so close

that his eyes seem like an endless abyss, a darkness about to swallow swallow

me whole.

Listen here, darling.His tone drops, grave. Either you obey my

fucking order, or I pull you by the hair and drag you to the cafeteria. I

will show everyone how weak the Enforcer is and let them take their

anger out on you until there’s nothing left but bones. I’m trying to be kind, but do not test my patience, my love. Sohow’s it going to be?

For the first time in years, I feel something like the urge to cry. Not

from physical pain, but from humiliation. The rage throbs inside my

chest, suffocating.

How can you say you love me and still treat me this way?The words

come out hoarse, loaded with contempt.

His expression changes in an instant, softening as if he were facing a

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