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Welcome to Hell (by Williane Kassia) novel Chapter 235

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I take the soap and begin to lather Magnus with calm, attentive

movements. I slide the foam over his broad shoulders, down his arms,

letting the water wash away the excess as his skin warms under my

hands. He remains silent, watching. There is a tenderness in his gaze,

a quiet affection that needs no words.

I crouch down to wash his feet, running the soap between his toes,

paying attention to his heels. I rise again, tracing his chest, reaching

his back, and scrubbing carefully until I feel his skin is clean, free of

salt and sweat.

When I finish, Magnus takes the soap from my hand without saying a

word. The way he looks at me steals my breath. His touches are firm

and gentle at the same time. His hands travel over my shoulders,

down my arms, and the foam spreads as he returns the same

attention I gave him.

I close my eyes and let myself be led by this simple sensation of being

cared for. Magnus doesn’t rush a single gesture: he washes every part

with patience, as if wanting to ensure nothing is left behind. The

contact is warm, protective. I take a deep breath; my body relaxes,

and a smile escapes me without me even realizing it.

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It’s strange and wonderful to be cared for by him like this.

As soon as he finishes washing me, I kiss his chest and turn him around. I kneel behind him, sliding my fingers into his beautiful hole,

pulling my mess out and making him sigh. Once I feel there is

nothing left inside, I stand up.

All clean, love,I say, kissing his chin delicately.

Thank you, love,he replies, and a smile forms on my lips.

When we finish the shower, I take the towel and begin to dry him carefully, sliding the fabric slowly over his skin until he is completely dry. Suddenly, he takes the towel from my hands and repeats the gesture with the same calmness and affection, a tenderness that

makes my heart race.

Afterward, he hangs the towel on the hook while I grab a clean sheet from the shelf. I go to the bed, remove the old one, and replace it with

the fresh one, leaving everything crisp and tidy.

He lies down, and I soon join him, resting my face on his chest. I pull the blanket over us and hug him tightly, enough to make him sigh. He doesn’t say anything; he just places a kiss on my hair in a silence that

is worth more than any words.

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It doesn’t take long for him to fall asleep. Exhaustion overtakes him

quickly, and I understand. The day was intenseintense as hell. Just

remembering the reason makes the rage and hurt boil inside me

again.

I close my eyes, reliving the exact moment I crossed paths with that

damn guard in the hallway.

I was walking calmly down the corridor, anxious to bring food to my

god.

A silly smile formed on my lips just remembering his words. Love.

Holy shitMagnus called me love.

My heart raced instantly, as if it wanted to tear through my chest

from so much happiness. It’s ridiculous how much he affects me; one

single word and I’m already floating, completely surrendered.

I am madly in love with this man. Every gesture, every look, destroys

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