Welcome to Hell (by Williane Kassia) novel Chapter 212

Chapter 212

Magnus Hale

I feel something soft brush against my cheek. A slow, almost reverent

caress, followed by a voice whispering near my ear.

“Love… I need you to wake up.”

I open my eyes slowly, blinking until Adrian’s image comes into focus

in front of me. His face is far too close, his gaze shimmering with

excitement.

“What is it, Adrian?” I ask, my voice husky with sleep.

He smiles, running his thumb over my lips.

“I need you to get up and get dressed. Your present just arrived…

faster than I expected.”

I stare at him, confused, trying to make sense of it.

“My present?” I knit my brows. “Can’t you give it to me later? I’m dead

tired.”

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He pouts like a spoiled child and kisses my chin.

“Please, love.” His voice sounds far too sweet–the kind of sweetness

that hides something. “I need you to come with me. I can’t bring it

here. I promise you’re going to love it.”

I sigh, still suspicious. Adrian smiles, and there is something

dangerous in that smile. I rub my face, trying to wake up for good.

“Fine… Grab my uniform-” I don’t even finish the sentence.

He is already holding out the uniform, folded perfectly, as if he’s been

waiting for me for hours.

I shake my head, not understanding where all this energy comes

from, and get up. My backside doesn’t hurt as much as it did this

morning, which is a relief. I start getting dressed, and when I’m

finished, he takes my hand firmly, intertwining our fingers.

“Let’s go.” He simply pulls me down the hallway.

The touch of his hand is hot and possessive. He grips it so hard it

feels like he wants to chain me there, and it starts making me uneasy.

I look at him and see that wide, satisfied grin… and in his eyes, that

familiar perversity that always heralds something dangerous.

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What kind of fucking present is this?

I recognize the path and feel my stomach tighten.

“Are we going to the warden’s office?” I ask.

“It’s near his office,” he answers without looking at me.

We pass the warden’s door and stop in front of another one right next

to it. He lets go of my hand reluctantly, and I notice in his gaze just

how much he didn’t want to do that.

“Wait here, my love.” He opens the door and goes inside.

I let out a sigh, crossing my arms.

I rub my face, finally pushing away the last remains of sleep. My

mind, now fully awake, insists on returning to the conversation I had

with Adrian this morning. He told me about his past… and it affected

me more than it should have.

How could his own mother believe he was a monster? He was just a

quiet, reserved child. She was the one who transformed him, or at

least accelerated the process. Beating him, suffocating him, trying to

kill him. It’s as if she molded the shadow he carries today.

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And from the way he spoke, it seems I’m the only one capable of

making him feel anything. The only one who pulls him out of the

void.

Hell.

I am completely screwed.

Why did I have to be the “love at first sight” of a kid this sick, this

crazy?

It’s clear Adrian doesn’t want to change. There is no cure, no

redemption. Like he said himself, this is his true self–and I either

accept it… or I get crushed by this obsession.

He talks all the time about wanting to pamper me, to love me. And

looking at everything he went through, maybe it’s fair. Maybe he

deserves to be loved too, despite everything.

Damn, what am I saying? I don’t even know how to love someone.

But I can’t deny it: his presence doesn’t bother me anymore. On the

contrary… I like his kisses. They’re good–addictive, even.

I’m not ready for anything beyond that yet. Or maybe I’m just making

excuses, delaying the inevitable.

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I look him up and down, studying the man in front of me.

So this is the doting father Adrian mentioned.

Perfect. Two lunatics in the same family.

He takes a few steps toward me, extending his hand with a confident

smile.

“I am Thomas Kael, Adrian’s father. It is a pleasure to finally meet

you, my son–in–law.”

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