BECOMING HIS PLAYTHING : CHAPTER 111 – 120
BY KATHY D
(Reconcile)
Alessandro was the first person to wake her, and he felt terrible that he had been crushing her the whole night. He wanted to stand up, but she wasn’t making it possible due to her surprisingly strong grip around his waist. He had fallen asleep, and now he stared at her face, noticing the tears that had dried on her cheeks. She had called out his name throughout the night, and that made him feel even worse. He must have hurt her deeply.
He carefully stood up, trying not to disturb her, and walked quietly out of the room. Harmony woke up a few minutes later, groaning in pain as she stretched her body. She went to the living room, and the reflection of light from Alessandro’s room showed her that he was still at home.
She sighed, remembering what Godfather Marco had told her to do. How was she going to say it? She was confused. She quickly made a light breakfast and Alessandro entered the room just as she was dishing it out.
“Good morning, sir,” she bowed respectfully, her heart beating loudly.
“Morning,” he said and sat down to eat. Harmony didn’t leave; she just continued to play with her fingers.
“I think you want to tell me something,” Alessandro said after watching her for a while.
“Yes, sir,” she said nervously.
“Tell me,” he said, and she gulped nervously.
“I just think if you could allow me to stay in the kitchen, another maid can come here,” she said, her voice trembling.
He stared at her for a while, his expression unreadable. “Why?” he finally asked, his deep voice firm but curious.
“I just miss working in the kitchen,” she said, her eyes cast downward.
“Has it gotten to this extent? I know I was unfair to you, but did you really have to do all this?” Alessandro asked, his annoyance evident.
“I just want to leave,” she finally muttered, her voice barely audible.
“Sure, you can do that. You are free to do whatever you want. You are free to leave the clan with your brother too. I’m over this revenge thing. You can leave tonight,” he said angrily, standing up and storming out of the room.
“Sir!” Harmony called out, her eyes welling up in tears.
“What? Isn’t that what you want? Don’t even try to pretend that you’re sad. That’s irritating,” he said, his voice cold and detached.
Harmony fell to the ground as her tears flowed uncontrollably. She was consumed by sadness and frustration. She didn’t want to leave him, but how could she tell him that when her life and her brother’s life were at stake? She couldn’t. She continued to cry, her body shaking with sobs.
As she lay there, she couldn’t help but think about how much she had grown to care for Alessandro, despite his rough exterior. She had seen glimpses of kindness in him, and she knew that he was struggling with his own demons. But now, it seemed like he was pushing her away, and she didn’t know how to stop him.
The sound of the door slamming shut echoed through the room, and Harmony knew that she was alone. She cried even harder, her heart breaking into a million pieces. She didn’t know what the future held, but she knew that she had to find a way to protect herself and her brother, even if it meant leaving the only person she had ever loved.
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BECOMING HIS PLAYTHING : CHAPTER 111 – 120
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Clan’s Clinic
Mauler, Stalker, and Snake entered the ward and saw Ghost reading to Hacker, who was still motionless.
“Why do you keep doing this? Not like he can hear you,” Stalker groaned and sat beside her.
“Who knows, he may hear and wake up quickly,” Ghost said, her eyes fixed on Hacker’s face.
“He should, because I can see you can’t wait to see him,” Mauler said, teasing Ghost.
Harmony entered a few minutes later, her eyes red and puffy.
“You’re getting worse, did you cry?” Snake asked worriedly.
“I’m okay,” Harmony said, trying to brush it off.
“No, you’re not. Tell us what’s wrong,” Mauler said, her voice firm but concerned.
“Guys, I’ll be leaving the clan,” Harmony finally said, her voice trembling.
“What? Why?” Ghost and Stalker asked in unison.
“Because the boss finally released me,” she said with a fake smile.
“I don’t think that’s good news. So when are you going?” Snake asked, her eyes narrowing.
“Tonight,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
“What!!!!! And you’re just informing us now?” Mauler exclaimed.
“Did you two have a misunderstanding? Can you tell us what’s wrong?” Ghost asked, her brow furrowed.
“No, no, no,” Harmony said, shaking her head.
“Why didn’t your brother tell me?” Snake asked, her voice rising.
“Because…” Harmony started, but before she could finish,
“He move his finger”Stalker suddenly said cutting Harmony off.
“What did you mean?” Ghost asked, her eyes fixed on Hacker’s hand.
“I saw him move,” Stalker said, pointing at Hacker.
They all stared at him, and suddenly, Hacker sneezed. “Ah!”
They were all shocked when he sneezed, and they all ran towards him in shock.
“Hacker!” Ghost called out as they surrounded his bed, his eyes flickering for a while before finally opening. He looked around, confused, before his gaze settled on Harmony.
“Big sis,” he called out gently, and Harmony hugged him tightly, tears of joy streaming down her face. She was overjoyed to see him awake and was glad she could see him before leaving.
“I’m so glad you’re back,” she finally muttered, her voice trembling with emotion.
“Did I hear someone talk about you leaving? Why would you do that?” Hacker asked again, his eyes worried.
“Don’t stress yourself about that, we’ll get the doctor now,” Harmony said quickly, avoiding his question. She ran out of the room, leaving the others in an awkward silence.
Hacker’s eyes finally settled on Ghost, and he let out his cutest smile, which everyone had missed so much.
“Did you really mean all those things you said about liking me?” he asked, his eyes sparkling with mischief.
Ghost gasped before looking away from him, her face flushing. Hacker dragged her down and connected his lips to hers, and they shared a passionate kiss.
“Did he hit his head?” Stalker asked, watching them in confusion.
“I think so,” Mauler muttered, chuckling.
Snake was quiet, her mind troubled by the news she had heard. Does this mean Hardin is leaving too? She couldn’t help but wonder.
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BECOMING HIS PLAYTHING : CHAPTER 111 – 120
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FEW MINUTES LATER
“He’s in good condition now, he just needs to rest,” the doctor said after checking him out.
“What rest again? I’m okay already,” Hacker smiled, his face lighting up when the men came into the room. They had actually heard that he was awake and had come to greet him. Everyone was present except Butcher.
“Welcome back, Baby Face!” Hardin said, hugging him tightly.
“Thank you, Big Brother Number Three,” Hacker said, his eyes sparkling with mischief. Harmony handed him a lollipop, which he had requested earlier. He popped it into his mouth and started licking it enthusiastically.
“Isn’t this too sweet?” Virus asked, raising an eyebrow.
“No, it’s not, Brother Number Two. I miss the taste,” Hacker groaned, his eyes closed in bliss. Everyone watched in amusement as he savored the lollipop.
Finally, he removed it from his mouth, and his eyes met Alessandro’s, who had a frown on his face.
“Brother,” Hacker called out cutely.
“Why did you do that?” Alessandro asked, his voice firm but concerned.
“Because I didn’t want you to get hurt,” Hacker said, his voice filled with conviction.
“Don’t ever try that again. Next time, just tell me. You know I’m quite fast,” Alessandro said, his eyes narrowing.
Hacker nodded, looking sheepish. Alessandro pulled him into a deep hug, holding him tightly.
All this while, Alessandro didn’t spare Harmony a glance, and that made her feel really sad. She looked away, trying to hide her tears.
“Let’s give him some space,” Hardin said, nodding towards the door.
The others filed out, leaving Hacker and Alessandro alone. Harmony lingered behind, wanting to stay with Hacker, but Alessandro’s cold shoulder made her feel unwelcome.
“I’ll be back,” she whispered to Hacker, who nodded, his eyes still fixed on Alessandro.
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Star groaned tirelessly, her body aching from cleaning the huge room. She had been at it for hours, and her energy was starting to flag.
“I think you should rest,” a voice said behind her, and she turned to see Rico standing there, a concerned expression on his face.
“I’m okay, sir. You don’t have to worry,” she replied, wiping the sweat from her brow.
Rico stared at her face for a while, his eyes searching. “Since when have you been here?” he asked calmly.
“About three hours,” she replied, her voice a little breathless.
Rico nodded thoughtfully. “You may not know what’s going on, but Hacker is awake,” he said, a small smile playing on his lips.
Star’s eyes widened in surprise, and she let out a little shout of excitement.
“Wow! Really?” she exclaimed, her fatigue forgotten in an instant.
Without thinking, she threw her arms around Rico, hugging him tightly.
“I’m so happy!” she exclaimed, her face alight with joy.
Rico chuckled and patted her back, his eyes crinkling at the corners.
“You must really be happy to be hugging me,” he teased, his voice warm with amusement.
Star quickly released him, her face flushing with embarrassment.
“I’m so sorry, sir!” she apologized, her eyes cast downward.
Rico just chuckled and shook his head.
“Don’t be sorry, I liked it though,” he said, his eyes sparkling with mischief.
Star’s face grew even redder as she turned and ran away, embarrassed. Rico laughed and watched her go, a warm smile on his face.
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Mauler stood in front of Butcher’s door, pressing the door alarm repeatedly, but there was no response. She was about to leave when she saw him approaching.
“Where do you always go to every time?” she asked, her curiosity piqued.
“Don’t question me,” Butcher muttered, his eyes narrowing. “You should inform me before coming to my house instead.”
Mauler raised an eyebrow but said nothing as Butcher opened the door, and they both went inside.
After a moment of silence, Mauler spoke up. “Hacker is awake.”
Butcher’s expression remained emotionless. “Good for him.”
Mauler scoffed. “I can’t believe that’s all you have to say.”
Butcher shrugged. “If I’m being honest, I don’t care about anyone except you. Just you.”
Mauler’s eyes widened in surprise. “You should care about them; they care about you.”
Butcher’s gaze intensified. “I don’t want them to. I didn’t ask them to do that. I just want only you to care about me. Just you.”
As he spoke, he moved his face closer to Mauler’s, his eyes fixed on her lips. Mauler’s heart raced, and she felt a flutter in her chest.
“What…are…you…doing?” she asked nervously, her voice barely above a whisper.
Butcher’s eyes locked onto hers. “I want to eat your lip. Can I?”
Mauler’s eyes widened in shock, and she licked her lips nervously. “What?”
Butcher’s face was inches away from hers, his warm breath caressing her skin.
“I guess not,” he said, his voice husky, and stood up.
But Mauler dragged him back, her hands on his shoulders, and smashed his lip onto hers. Butcher took over immediately, his lips devouring hers, his hands roaming her body.
As they kissed, Mauler felt a rush of emotions, her heart racing with excitement. She had never felt this way before, and it scared her. But she couldn’t help herself, lost in the passion of the moment.
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Virus entered Rica’s room, and his eyes landed on her turning around on the bed. He hadn’t seen her all day, and that’s why he decided to visit her. As he approached the bed, he noticed that she was wincing in pain.
“Hey, what’s wrong?” he asked, concern etched on his face.
Rica’s face scrunched up in discomfort. “I have cramps, and my belly hurts like hell,” she replied, her voice strained.
Virus’s expression softened, and he sat down beside her on the bed. “Let me help you,” he said gently, placing his hands on her stomach.
Rica’s eyes widened in surprise as Virus began to massage her belly, his fingers moving in gentle, circular motions. She couldn’t believe how gentle and caring he was being.
As the minutes passed, Rica’s expression relaxed, and she let out a sigh of relief. “How did you know how to do that?” she asked, her voice filled with gratitude.
Virus smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. “I saw it online, and I’m glad it worked,” he said, his voice filled with warmth.
“Thank you,” she said softly, her eyes locked onto his.
“You are welcome” he said and peck her.
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Harmony looked around her room sadly, her eyes lingering on the familiar surroundings she would soon be leaving behind. She had already packed her bags and was ready to go, but she knew she had to try everything to convince her brother without revealing the main reason.
She took one last look at the room, trying to hold back tears, before dragging her bag out the door. As she emerged into the sitting room, she saw Alessandro approaching.
“I’ll be on my way, sir,” she said, bowing her head in respect.
Alessandro didn’t respond, simply walking past her. Harmony felt a lump form in her throat as she watched him go, and she finally allowed herself to cry.
But then she heard his voice behind her. “Are you really not going to tell me the real problem?”
Harmony turned to face him, her eyes welling up with tears. “I can’t, I mean…no reason,” she stammered.
“Talk now,” Alessandro said firmly, his eyes narrowing.
Harmony hesitated, looking around nervously.
“And don’t even think of lying to me. You can leave if you don’t want to tell me,” he added.
Harmony took a deep breath before speaking.
“You’re getting married to Rita, right?” she asked calmly.
Alessandro’s expression darkened. “Who told you that shit?” he scoffed.
“She is the one,” Harmony muttered.
Alessandro’s eyes widened in surprise. “And you believe her?” he asked incredulously.
Harmony nodded. “I don’t want to, but Godfather Marco also confirmed it.”
Alessandro’s face turned red with anger. “And you decided not to tell me and plan to run away?” he accused.
Harmony shook her head fearfully. “It’s not my fault. They will hurt me and my brother, and I don’t want that.”
Alessandro’s expression softened slightly. “Is that what they told you?” he asked gently.
Harmony nodded again.
Alessandro stepped closer to her.
“From now on, you should know that no one can hurt you as long as you are beside me.” He said.
Harmony’s eyes welled up with tears again. “What about my brother?” she asked.
Alessandro smiled confidently. “Are you looking down on him? He is as strong as I am.”
Harmony’s face contorted in a mixture of emotions. “I don’t want to leave your side. I don’t. I want to be with you forever.” she said.
“Then you shouldn’t trust other people, don’t listen to them, tell me when it’s necessary,” he said, his eyes locked onto hers with an intensity that made her heart skip a beat.
“I will do that always,” she replied, her voice filled with conviction, her eyes sparkling with a hint of mischief.
“Do you know I also didn’t want you to leave?” he said, his voice softening, his eyes burning with a desire that made her blush.
“I regret saying that to you this morning.” He added.
“Why?” she asked gently, her voice barely above a whisper, her heart pounding in her chest.
“Because I want you around me always,” he said, his voice low and husky, his eyes locked onto hers. “I don’t want you getting closer to anyone else too. You bring out strange feelings in me…my heart races like mad when I’m around you.”
“Sir,” she called out in shock, her voice trembling slightly, her eyes wide with surprise.
“You were calling my name last night, so what changed?” he asked, his eyes narrowing slightly, his voice filled with a hint of curiosity.
“Alessandro, does that mean you like me as much as I do?” she asked gently, her heart pounding in her chest, her eyes sparkling with hope.
“I think so,” he muttered, his eyes locked onto hers, his voice barely above a whisper.
She giggles and smashes her lips onto his, her heart beating with joy, her soul soaring with happiness. He reciprocates immediately, their lips moving in perfect sync, their hearts beating as one.
Just then, Rita enters the room, her eyes widening in shock as she takes in the scene before her. She falls onto her butt, her mouth agape, her eyes fixed on the two of them. They both stare at her for a while before continuing their kiss.
“What did I just see? What is going on?” she asks, her voice trembling with shock, her eyes wide with disbelief.
But they ignore her, too caught up in their own little world, their lips still locked in a passionate kiss.
“No, no, no! You both should stop!” Rita yells, trying to intervene, but they don’t listen, their lips keep locking in a passionate kiss.
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