All Chapters of His To Possess : Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

Everything and anything was beginning to get on Rico’s nerves—the ticking clock on the wall, the low hum of a device somewhere in the room, the constant tapping of Costa’s foot against the floor, even the mere presence of the men around him.It all left him irritated and angry.It had been over a day now, and Calla, Sophia, and Eli still hadn’t been found. Rico hadn’t slept. Had barely eaten and he looked terrible.His eyes were bloodshot from lack of sleep, dark shadows sitting heavily underneath them. His hair was completely unraveled, rough strands falling messily over his forehead like he had run his hands through it too many times to count.The stubble along his jaw had grown darker, making him look even more exhausted. His shirt sleeves were rolled carelessly to his elbows, wrinkled from being worn too long, and the top buttons still hung undone from how roughly he had pulled at them earlier.He looked like a man being slowly destroyed from the inside.He had done everything wit

Rico pushed the large doors open slowly. The old church let out a long creak as the doors moved, and dust filled the air immediately.Inside looked just as dead as the outside.Long rows of wooden benches stretched across the church, most of them broken or covered in thick dust. Some had fallen sideways completely. The floor was cracked in different places, and pieces of glass from the shattered stained windows littered the ground.At the front stood the old altar, it was dull and abandoned. Behind it were the statues of the Virgin Mary and Jesus, both damaged from years of neglect. One of Mary’s hands had broken off, while cracks ran across Jesus’ face.The entire place felt cold and empty.Then Rico saw Marco, sitting quietly on the first bench closest to the altar, his back facing the entrance. He didn’t turn around after hearing the doors open. He didn’t even move.Rico’s jaw tightened. He walked deeper into the church slowly, his footsteps echoing through the silence until he fin

Rico stood frozen for only a second, then his survival instinct kicked in. He ran, straight toward the boxes.His boots slammed hard against the dry ground as panic and adrenaline rushed violently through his body. His breathing came out rough and uneven, his mind spinning so fast it almost hurt.“LYRA?!” he shouted as he ran toward the boxes, breathing heavily, his hands still cuffed behind his back.When he reached them, his eyes moved wildly from one box to another as he kept calling Calla’s name desperately.“Lyra! Lyra!” Muffled cries answered him from inside the boxes. Rico’s chest tightened painfully in relief, and he rushed to the boxes.Then reality hit him again. He still had the cuffs on. His breathing turned rough as he looked down quickly, forcing himself to think.Without wasting another second, Rico bent forward sharply and tried pulling his cuffed hands downward.Pain instantly shot through his shoulders. He gritted his teeth hard but kept going. Slowly, and painfully

Rico froze for half a second in disbelief before immediately throwing the broken chains aside. He ripped the wooden lid open so fast it nearly came off completely.Calla looked up at him with terrified tear-filled eyes. Her wrists and ankles were still tied tightly, her mouth taped, and her cheeks wet from crying.The moment she saw him properly, another sob escaped her lips.“I’ve got you,” Rico breathed quickly, his own voice shaking now. “I’ve got you.”Calla’s chest tightened painfully at the sound of his voice. He really came for her. Even after everything, he still came.Rico carefully tore the tape from her mouth and immediately pulled her into his arms. There wasn’t enough time to fully untie her legs properly.Calla barely had time to breathe before her eyes landed on the timer beside the bomb, and fear shot through her entire body. 00:00:42Rico must have seen it too, because the look on his face changed instantly. Without thinking twice, he lifted her fully into his arms a

Calla held her breath, gripping the collar of her shirt. Her eyes bored into those of the doctor, waiting for a response. The others quickly gathered around him too.The doctor looked at their anxious faces and gave a small reassuring smile. “You can all relax,” he said, and tension in the room eased slightly. “Mr. Romano is stable.”A collective sigh escaped everyone. Calla nearly collapsed from relief.The doctor glanced at the file in his hand before continuing. “The injury to the back of his head caused a deep split. It was serious, and if he hadn’t been brought in when he was, the outcome could have been much worse.”Calla’s chest tightened again. She cursed Leah silently. Ezio had told her that Leah had escaped the scene in time before the explosion. But their men were looking for her.“But,” the doctor quickly added, “the wound has been repaired successfully. The surgery went well.”Another wave of relief washed over the group. Donna Marta placed a hand over her chest and shut