Bound to my Enemy novel Chapter 120

Chapter 120: Chapter 120.

By the time I reached the outer security lights, my hands were trembling so badly I had to tuck them into my sleeves.

I didn’t even think about the cameras neither did I think about how I must look. So when the floodlights snapped on without warning, I flinched hard enough that my vision went white for a second.

"Stop right there!"

The shout came close.

I froze.

Two figures stepped out from the guard post near the gate, with thier rifles raised at em.

They didn’t recognize me..... of course they didn’t. I looked like I’d crawled out of a riverbank ..... because well I had.

"It’s me!" I shouted, my voice cracking. "It’s Elaine!"

"Hands up!

The click of a safety being adjusted made my stomach drop straight to the ground.

I lifted my hands slowly even though my arms felt like they weighed a hundred pounds.

One of them moved closer, keeping distance but adjusting his aim. The other stepped toward the light panel, squinting at me.

"Say your name again," he demanded.

"Elaine," I said, my teeth chattering now from cold and adrenaline. "Open the damn gate."

There was a long second where I genuinely thought they might shoot me. Then recognition hit his face.

"Jesus Christ," he muttered, lowering the rifle instantly. "Mrs..."

"Open it," I repeated, my voice shaking.

The gates began to slide apart with a low mechanical hum.

One of them was already reaching for his radio. "Get a car down here for the miss. Now!."

I hadn’t realized how far I’d walked until I saw the driveway stretching ahead under dim lights. The house looked impossibly far away and my legs were starting to give out.

"Are you hurt ma’am ?" the guard asked, stepping closer but not touching me.

"I’m fine."

It came out automatic. He didn’t believe it, I could see it in his face.

Headlights appeared halfway down the drive..... one of the estate cars coming fast.

The moment it stopped, one of the men opened the back door, ushering me in.

"Let’s get you inside ma’am ."

I tried to walk toward it on my own but my knee buckled.

Before I could argue, one of them caught me under the arm and helped me into car. The door shut and the car took off immediately.

As we drove up the long stretch, I stared out the window at the familiar trees lining the driveway. They’d never looked so distant before.

My heart was pounding again, what if he’s not here

What if....

The car stopped hard in front of the steps, the front door was already open. And Aaron was standing there.

For a second, I thought I was hallucinating. He had a cut above his eyebrow, dried blood streaked down the side of his face. His shirt was torn at the shoulder, with one sleeve was missing a button.

But he was standing upright and breathing and looking directly at me.

The car door hadn’t even fully opened before I stumbled out, I don’t remember crossing the space between us, I just remember colliding into him.

My arms wrapped around him before I could stop myself. I pressed my face against his chest and for a second I didn’t care about anything except the solid warmth of him being alive.

He stiffened in surprise.... just for a second ....then his hands came up and gripped my shoulders.

"You’re okay," he said roughly.

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