Hellbound Heart novel Chapter 16

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Elle had put the telephone lying on top of the table, leaving it there to continue ringing.

Standing by the door, Elle clutched a porcelain vase tightly in her hands, ready to strike anyone who managed to enter. The moment she heard the sounds of the doorknob being twisted a while ago, she had immediately grabbed the only vase in the room, about the size of a one-liter wine bottle, threw out the fake flowers in it and rushed towards the door.

It seemed that her survival instincts had prompted her to move instead of just standing there frozen to the spot and behave as a helpless damsel that was paralyzed by her fear.

She stared hard at the doorknob. She had initially thought that she was not going to make it, but for some reason, the door did not fling open as she was expecting. It was almost as though the person behind the door had hesitated. Which was suspicious. Did someone interrupt them?

She gave her own head a shake, reminding herself to not let her guard down and to expect the worst and always be prepared. Her heartbeat was pounding so loud in her ears that she could hardly hear anything else that was happening behind the door.

A few breaths later, the doorknob moved again. Elle held her breath as her pupils constricted due to nervousness. Her grip on the porcelain vase tightened as she lifted it up, ready to slam it down hard onto that someone's head who dared burst in unwelcomed into her room.

She needed to give her all so she could at least wound or even better, perhaps make the person fall and keel over. If she could achieve that, she would then grab the person's gun. She knew Brandon Haze's goons have guns on them wherever they go. If she managed to swipe a weapon from them, she would at least have a fighting chance in escaping. So, she must not mess this up. This was most probably her very last chance!

Someone pushed the door open.

A crash of glass against something solid broke through the few seconds of tense silence that followed the door swinging open. The shattered glass fell to the floor, breaking into more pieces.

Elle's eyes stretched wide as she looked at the man she had just attacked. Blood started flowing down his forehead to the right side of his gorgeous face.

"S-seb…" her voice was barely a whisper. The absurdity of seeing him here had her unable to even complete his name.

Sebastian looked at her. His one hand holding onto the doorknob and the other was at his ear, holding a phone.

He lowered his hand slowly, ended the call before slipping the phone smoothly into his pocket. Though his expression was unreadable, Elle was terrified. Not because she was scared that he would retaliate by hurting her back, but because she knew she had accidentally done another terrible and unforgiveable thing to this man. Oh goodness… what had she done?!

"I'm… oh god… I'm so sorry…" she moved closer to him, her hands trembling as she hesitantly reached out to him. There should not be this much blood flowing from his head! "Hospital! You need to get to hospital right now –" her panicky voice issued from trembling lips.

He caught her wrist before she could touch him. "There is no need." His voice flat and curt, but Elle frantically shook her head. No matter what he would say, she knew his wound was dangerous. He could even suffer a brain hemorrhage from this! She had given all the strength she could muster when she hit him! Not to mention the amount of blood flowing from him!