Welcome to Hell (by Williane Kassia) novel Chapter 222

Chapter 222

Adrian Kael

For the first time in my life, I know what happiness is, and it’s sitting right in front of me, with its hands still on my face, trying to understand what it just did to me.

Magnus lets out a tired sigh and finally pulls his hand away from my

face.

“You’re going to give me a heart attack, Adrian.” His voice comes out

low. “Anything I do, you nearly have a stroke.”

The laugh comes easily, stronger than before.

I slide my chair closer to him, the sound echoing lightly through the

mess hall.

“It’s not my fault, love,” I smirk. “I love you too much. Before I was arrested, four months had already passed… and you had already been here for another four.” I look at him affectionately. “I’ve been in love since the day I saw you. And now, getting something in return…” My smile widens. “It just drives me crazy.”

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He laughs softly, shaking his head.

“You’re insane.”

I lean in, resting my elbow on the table with a bold smile.

“Yes. Insane for you.”

Before he can retort, TJ appears with two trays, placing them

carefully in front of us.

“TJ, go to David with your companions. He will give something to all

of you,” I order in a calm yet firm tone.

TJ’s eyes shine with anticipation.

“Yes, boss.”

As he walks away, I turn my gaze back to my god,

“Let’s eat, love.”

Magnus stares at me seriously for a moment, and it confuses me.

“What is it?” I ask, arching an eyebrow.

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He pulls his tray closer and begins to eat without looking at me.

“You seem to have gotten quite close to the cooks.” His voice is too

calm, almost cold.

I tilt my head, not understanding where he’s going with this.

“Well… winning their trust is useful. That way we’ll always have

something decent on our plates instead of that inedible slop.”

No response.

I pout slightly at the silence and begin to eat as well, trying to ignore

the discomfort gnawing at me from the inside.

“You’ve also been getting very close to David, haven’t you?” He asks,

still not looking at me, his voice icy.

I stop chewing, staring at him intently.

“A little,” I respond in a neutral tone. “He’s an efficient ally, always

obedient like a trained dog. I like the way he works.”

Magnus lifts his eyes only to drop a single word:

“Good.”

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He returns to his meal, letting the silence weigh between us, dense

and uncomfortable. Something in him changed suddenly, and I have

the strange feeling that this conversation is far from over.

When he finishes eating, he just sits there watching the mess hall in

silence, his expression closed off and distant. I try to continue my

meal, but the lump in my throat won’t let me. I let out a weary sigh.

“Love… Did I do something that bothered you?” I ask in a low voice.

“If I did, I’m sorry.”

He takes a deep breath before answering.

“You didn’t do anything. It’s just me.” His eyes meet mine for an

instant. “My bad.”

I force a small smile, trying to lighten the mood.

“How about we take a walk? Stretch our legs a bit.”

Magnus nods without saying a word and stands up. There’s something

in his expression–fatigue, perhaps, or contained irritation. Still, when I intertwine our fingers, he doesn’t pull away. On the contrary, he squeezes my hand, which makes me smile with relief.

We leave the mess hall and head down the corridor, the sound of our

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footsteps echoing softly. Everything is calm, but I feel a tension in

the air that I don’t quite understand yet.

Further ahead, we run into David. And for some reason, the mere

sight of him now causes me a strange discomfort, a pang of unease I

can’t explain.

“Boss,” he begins, glancing quickly at my Magnus before turning his gaze back to me. “I’ve settled everything. I delivered the doses to the guards and Navarro. Only the kitchen crew is left.”

I feel Magnus’s hand loosen in mine, which makes my stomach turn.

“Right. Good work, David,” I respond without looking directly at him. “I’m with my love right now. Don’t disturb me.”

I pull my dog along to keep walking, but as I glance sideways, I see his jaw tense, his face closed off, and his eyes fixed ahead.

“Love… What’s going on?” I ask carefully, not wanting to irritate him.

“Did David do something?”

He lets go of my hand and rubs his face, visibly annoyed.

“It’s nothing, Adrian. I just…” He bites his lower lip, hesitant. “I just need some time alone. To get my thoughts in order… and my feelings

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too.”

I stand there, watching him. I don’t understand. Why did he get so

bothered? What, exactly, shook him so much?

And then, like a click, the answer hits me. A trigger.

A slow smile forms on my lips. My heart races, and my whole body

shudders with pleasure. I cover my mouth with my hand, trying to

contain my ragged breathing. He looks at me, confused, almost

alarmed by the change in my expression.

“What is it?” he asks, furrowing his brow.

A low, drawn–out laugh escapes me.

“Are you jealous, love?”

The way he looks away is the sweetest, most addictive confirmation I

could ever desire.

I can’t contain myself. I lunge forward without thinking, grabbing him by the collar and crashing our lips together with urgency. The

kiss explodes between us–hungry, full of everything words couldn’t

say. There’s anger, desire, and a sickly love pulsing through every

movement.

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