Hellbound Heart novel Chapter 15

Elle had finally arrived at a certain hotel near an airport.

She was being extra careful and had chosen an average hotel instead of going for a high class one, as she knew that most of the luxury hotels all over Dalenn were owned or closely connected to Brandon Haze. Elle also knew there was a high possibility that Haze might have already mobilized all his men to be searching through the airport to spot her. So, she did not dare go straight there even though she badly wanted to leave the country as soon as possible.

An hour ago, Elle had stopped their car midway during their escape and took a cab by herself. Her maid and bodyguard had protested but Elle had told them that she did not trust any cars that were from the palace. She was quite confident that they would have been bugged and a tracker might have also been planted somewhere in the car. That was how insane Brandon Haze was!

So here she was right now, checking herself into an average hotel, pretending to be another tourist that had come to visit the country. She had made sure that no one recognized her. Thankfully, it was easy enough to disguise herself and blend in as their country do have tourists coming in all year round to visit.

Locking the door and fastening to latch to her room, Elle finally took in a deep breath. Her legs gave out and she slid weakly down to the floor. She had been so tensed and scared ever since her maid had come running to her with the news that Haze was coming to get her. All her previous attempts in the past to leave the country had been foiled again and again that she had not realized that she had developed a certain anxiety whenever she attempted it again.

Wherever she goes, she felt as though a sinister eye was following and tracking her every move. Trailing after her and watching her back, just waiting for the right time to pounce on her. She had lost count on how many times she had looked behind her before she entered this room.

Another couple of deep exhales escaped Elle's lips as she looked around the room. It was dim and tidy and quiet. "I am safe now, right?" she asked no one before her gaze fell to the telephone on the side table.

A certain event in the palace flashed in her mind, causing her to immediately fumble in her pocket. She opened a small, folded paper and saw a phone number written on it. Just as she was running out of the palace, Sebastian's uncle, Alexander, had stuffed this piece of paper into her hands. He had told her that this number should be the one she must call if she ever needed help.

As she stared at the number, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Elle almost jumped out of her skin in fright. Her fingers trembled and the piece of paper fluttered to the floor.

When it rang the second time, she pushed herself up from the carpeted floor and forced herself to stand. Convincing herself that it most probably is just the hotel staff.

Hesitantly, Elle peeked out the peephole.