Welcome to Hell (by Williane Kassia) novel Chapter 210

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Next, I lie down, pulling him with me. I hug him tightly, resting my

head against his chest.

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“Just let me take care of you, Magnus,” I say against his skin. “Let me

spoil you. It won’t make you any less of a man to be pampered. It only

shows that you are loved.”

I feel his arms wrap around me, pulling me even closer. My heart

races at the gesture.

“I can hear your heartbeat,” he remarks.

I let out a small laugh.

“I always get nervous when you take the initiative, love. But it makes

me happy.”

I kiss his neck slowly and close my eyes, feeling the warmth of his

body surround me.

“It’s like being home.” My voice thickens with emotion. “Your arms

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are my house, my home.”

I stay quiet for a few seconds, savoring the silence that envelops us.

“Can I hug you always?” I ask softly, without lifting my head from his

chest.

He takes a moment to respond, the sound of his breathing filling the

cell. Suddenly, he lets out a long sigh.

“Yes.”

A sincere, almost childlike smile spreads across my face.

“Thank you, love,” I utter in a calm tone, letting my eyes drift shut.

And for the first time in a long time, I feel peace.

[…..]

I wake up with a strange sensation. A nagging discomfort. As if

something were wrong, even if the silence suggests otherwise.

I look up and see Magnus sleeping peacefully. His chest rises and falls

in a steady rhythm, his expression serene.

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I scan the cell. Nothing seems out of place. But the feeling persists,

pulsing inside me, restless–like a warning.

I get up slowly, taking care not to make a sound. I grab the sheet and

tuck it around his body, covering him up to his shoulders. I lean in

and press a soft kiss to his forehead.

“Sleep peacefully, my love,” I whisper before pulling away.

I exit the cell as quietly as possible, leaving the bars slightly ajar to

avoid the metallic clang of the latch. The hallway is empty, the lights

flicker dimly, and the sound of my own footsteps echoes between the

cold walls.

But the discomfort only grows.

Something is wrong.

Suddenly, I hear hurried footsteps approaching. I turn and see David

running toward me, sweating, his face pale, and his breath hitching.

“B–Boss…” He tries to catch his breath. “The warden… the warden

wants to see you in his office.”

I tilt my head, narrowing my eyes.

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“And why does he want me there, David?” My voice is calm, yet icy.

He swallows hard, his gaze shifting away from mine.

“Your… your father, sir.”

My heart races.

“What?”

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“Your father is there… along with someone else. I don’t know who it

is.”

Without another word, I brush past,him with quick strides. Curiosity

and nervousness mix inside me.

What the hell is he doing here so early? He said the “gift” would arrive

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