All Chapters of Claiming His Queen : Chapter 151 - Chapter 160

KYRA.When the Godfather had demanded for her, demanded she abandon everything she was on and get back to the Manor, She knew it had something to do with Adler.And she was right."He stopped in the middle of a gunfire. Can you believe that?" Domenico roared, "Can you,"Yeah, she could, but she wasn't about to tell him that.Since she left Campania a week after Lily died, it had been one gruesome news to another; she knew it was going to get this bad. They said he had lost the will to live, they said he kept having a face-off with death willingly, and they told her the guilt was eating him alive.But she wouldn't know, not when she was in Rome, and every day she wanted back to Campania, see how the goofball was doing and sit with him cause there was no use trying to get him back on his feet.Now she stood before Domenico and could swear she saw his hands shake, but he held the wrap firmly, staring into space, the disappointment written all over his face.Opposite him, with a desk sepa

ADLERThere used to be a time when he woke up to the sight of her sleeping; he remembered tracing the outline of her face and being able to tell if she was having a nightmare or a candy dream. But these days, his first thought was if the bottle was full.Today, it wasn't. So, throwing a shirt and leaving the buttons unattended, with the walls and rails partially supporting his steps, he was out of the room and moving towards the minibar. He could hear the tiny whispers from the housekeepers, their look in his direction driven by awe. But he understood them; it wasn't every day one spotted a live zombie right before you and, instead of seeking brains, ignored your existence.Reaching the door, he pushed it open, and, coming to the sight of the filled bar, he sighed in satisfaction.Months ago, beating Rune in his own thing never crossed his mind, but here they were, and no, the liquor did nothing to subside the pain, but it felt good to be unconscious for a while.Feeling the shift in

KYRA"... I'm having a hard time believing they'd be so open in having that gathering in Campania, but it's the last place anyone would check, so it has some actuality," Adler said.Kyra restrained the frown from spreading across her face as the annoyance bubbled. She couldn't believe he gaslit her about being so 'Domenico,' then went behind her to investigate.Adler, seated in an armchair, had a pale complexion from avoiding sunlight for weeks, and his bloodshot eyes revealed signs of fatigue. Restless and gaunt, he appeared worse.But although looking a wreck, she was proud of him for having his instincts ringing when things weren't right; it still didn't mean she was okay with him pretending not to take her seriously."After some digging, we discovered that these meetings took place at Lucid on specific nights—perhaps once a month and during the late hours of the night. This provides insight into the nature of the individuals we're dealing with." He deposited a stack of papers on t

He scaled over brick rubble, and when he thought he lost them and made up his mind to get a shovel for a little dead body, he heard the whining, "I took nothing, ma'am, you have the wrong thief."Kyra's voice followed, "Oh, now you agree you're a thief; I enjoy progress, the same way I'll relish cutting your hands.""Let me go! Your crazy; somebody help!"Rune followed the noise, and it took him to another rubbled fence, and this time, there they were.Kyra held the kid by his collar and pinned him to a wall. The terror on the boy's face was palpable as he stared into hers, and what was the bet Kyra was doing all she could to describe the horror she wanted to inflict on him.Jumping down the residue, he hurried towards them and quickly yanked Kyra off the kid and shielded him, feeling the little one peek under his arm. He wasn't sure how to tell him they were both helpless in this situation."Kyra, what are you doing? You can't harm a kid."But she was just as ready to face him. Squar

KYRATrue to her word, she had gotten rid of Rune without his knowledge, leaving him behind in the guise of getting some errands done, but ... Here she was, back at Fish Town, but this time... alone!Wasn't that wonderful?There were other beautiful aspects to being alone; the fish town at night was another haven on its own. The smell of tar soap and dough filled the air, and so did booze.The drunken laughter of men and women choked the atmosphere. While she sat alone, it was typical for a couple to waltz drunkenly outside and hit her table.The only thing suspicious was a few children close to tables. They drew closer when their occupiers became even more tipsy. When they moved away, it was with haste.Kyra raised the cup to her lips, about to pull her eyes off the suspicious children when she caught sight of the familiar frame that sent deja vu running through her.Under the yellow lights hanging in lines in the bar, his pupils took on a yellow hue. It was even more enchanting than