Welcome to Hell (by Williane Kassia) novel Chapter 206

Welcome to Hell

Chapter 206

Magnus Hale

Adrian grabs a towel and begins to dry me with slow, careful movements. He passes the towel over my chest, arms, and back,

moving down to my legs. There is nothing sexual about this moment;

it is almost devotional. Every touch is precise and attentive, as if I

were a valuable object that cannot be damaged.

When he’s done with me, he dries himself quickly, lacking the same

delicacy he showed me.

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“Lie down on the bed, my love. I’m going to apply the ointment.” His

tone isn’t a request, but it doesn’t sound like a violent order either.

It’s just… Adrian being Adrian.

I do as he asks. I walk to the bed and lie face down, already

anticipating the discomfort. Soon he approaches with the tube in his hands. I feel the cold ointment spreading over the bruised and sensitive skin. He spreads it with his fingers in a slow, almost professional manner, taking care not to apply too much pressure.

“This way it won’t hurt.” His voice sounds focused and steady.

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And even though I don’t want to, I think about how much it’s going to

sting when I sit on a chair in the cafeteria. When he finishes, he gives

a quick kiss to my damp hair.

“All done. Now stay lying down for a bit so the ointment can dry.” He

steps away to get dressed.

I just watch him dress peacefully. He looks satisfied with himself.

Then, he makes a comment that puts me on alert.

“Remember I said you deserve a present for finally accepting me?”

“Yes, I remember,” I respond suspiciously, which makes him laugh.

“Your present should arrive in two days.” His expression shifts,

becoming serious. “If it doesn’t arrive, I’m going to be very irritated.”

I don’t even want to imagine who he will take that irritation out on. I

almost feel pity.

“I hope it’s a good present, I respond, still wary.

He looks at me and smiles. But it’s not a normal smile; it’s cruel, so

sharp it gives me the creeps.

“It will be an excellent present, my love,” he says, as if it were the

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most natural thing in the world.

I don’t even know if I want to know what it is.

“Right… we’ll see.” I try to end the subject. “Changing the topic… I

don’t think I want to go to the cafeteria today,” I add in a low voice.

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“My ass will only get worse if I sit on a chair. Go get food for us.”

His eyes shine with a childlike enthusiasm.

“Of course! I’ll ask TJ to make the best meal ever.”

He approaches me and gives me a quick peck, his lips soft and warm

against mine.

“I’ll be right back, love.”

I watch him leave with calm steps. I’m left alone in the room, still

lying on my stomach, smelling the scent of the ointment mixed with

the soap.

What could this “gift” be, and why does it make him so excited that he

looks like a child?

I can’t imagine.

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Maybe something simple–winter clothes? The cold is already

arriving, and without proper clothing, even breathing in here

becomes a torment. Could that be it? I don’t know.

All I know is that it intrigues me how he managed to push everything forward to two days. Whenever there were shipments here, they took

an eternity to arrive because of the storms that sweep across this

mountain. The wind is strong; nothing arrives fast. But he did it.

He said he needed to talk to his father. I still don’t fully know this boy

-and maybe “boy” isn’t even a fair word anymore.

I urgently need to get to know him.

Maybe that’s what I need to do now. He knows everything about me-

every piece, every story, every scar. And me? I know nothing about

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