Hellbound Heart

Sebastian's facial muscles twitched as he tried to calm himself. He was just about to leave to go and cool his head. To calm down for a bit. Because no matter how he tried he could not seem to control his f**king emotions around this woman. She had awakened a kind of lust he had never known was possible to feel within himself and now here was an uncontrollable rage he that could not even seem to control. r

He had never struggled this much to control his anger or his lust. What made it worse this time was both anger and lust were surging within his veins, making it harder to keep it in check. r

The pathetic thing was that this lust and anger seemed to be something only she could sate and keep under control. Just like how it was now. How in the f**king hell had his anger just cooled down so quickly all because she had reached out and held his hand? r

"If… if I tell you that I really don't know what happened, will you believe me?" her weak voice echoed as he felt the barely noticeable tremble of her hands in his own. He hated hearing the fear in her voice and seeing the apprehension that was in her eyes. r

His jaws clenched tightly again before he slowly turned and stared down at her. Her head was bent down, staring at their hands which were still holding on to each other's. It seemed to him that she was looking as though she was preparing herself for something bad to happen. r

Before he could respond, she suddenly dropped her hand and looked up at him. Her eyes were shining with a wealth of hurt and something more.r

"I'm sorry…" she said in a bitter voice. Elle did not know why she had thought to reach out to him and even bother saying those words. Because… of course… there was no way that he would believe her. And it was naïve of her to think even for a moment that Sebastian would trust her words, especially when she could not even offer a logical explanation. There was no reason for him to. She was just his wife in name only. There was no love nor fondness between them. They were not even together long enough to build any sort of trust between them. Of course, there was no way this man would trust her…r

The pain in her chest was so intense that it seemed to strangle her, constricting like a vise that was slowly tightening around her. But she forced out a fake apologetic smile and lied, "I think it must have been when I tripped and I… I fell into his arms... right, that should be the reason why you are smelling his scent on me –" r

Sebastian slammed his palms against the tiles behind her, pinning her with his gaze that was now raging like grey hellfire once again.r

"Don't f**king lie to me like –"r

"Then what do you want me to do?!" she suddenly burst out, trembling – but was it in anger or desperation, she did not know. She lifted her hands to hit down on his chest, but Sebastian caught her wrist before her palms could even connect. Nevertheless, she still tried to hit him futilely as she continued, "What do you want me to say? Huh?! If I told you the truth, you wouldn't believe it anyway! So, I'll tell a lie instead. But apparently, you don't want that too. So, tell me, what do you want me to do?!" r

She was expecting another wave of hurt to crash over her. Even perhaps a physical one. Because that was how it had always been in the past. r

So, when he yanked her into his warm arms, Elle made a sharp distressed sound. As if someone had just hit her.r

He did not hit her. He just crashed her against him. And yet she reacted as though he had hit her. r

With her heart thudding hard, Elle slowly looked up, holding her breath. He was looking at her with widened eyes. For the first time, his devastatingly handsome face had so many emotions running past it all at once. Shock, disbelief, anger and something else – it had passed too fast that she did not catch what it was.r

But he did not say anything. He did not do anything. He simply stared at her for a long while. And before she knew it, she was slowly pressed gently against him.r

"Whoever says that I don't believe you?" he asked in a soothing voice. No matter how ridiculous it might sound, that she did not know what had actually happened, he was going to say he believed her. And it seemed that he could probably say he believed anything that she says even if it was an obvious lie. As long as it would stop her from trembling like this. r

One of the things Sebastian hated the most was when someone blindly believe on someone's ridiculous explanations or obvious lies just because they're family or a close trusted acquaintance. He hated it to his bones and that's why no matter who the person was in his life, he'd never believe their words without logical explanations that could back their claims. He'd always been like that and he never cared if they call him heartless and unsympathetic. Yet here he was… he was… bloody hell… this was insane… this woman… what was he doing to him?r

Lifting her head up and looking up at him with those large wet eyes of hers in utter disbelief, she eventually said. "R-really? You believe me?!!" her voice was full of shock.r

He only nodded. He could see the question in her eyes, that she was questioning why he would even believe her. There was a tinge of doubt in her eyes and she seemed obviously in disbelief that he said he believed her. "Is it really that unbelievable to you that I said I believe you?"r

​ She nodded. r

Sighing, he was about to open his mouth to speak again when his eyes caught something. r

Pulling away from her, he slowly approached the tub that was still not drained from being used probably several hours ago. Red petals were floating on the water. r

Picking up a petal, Sebastian's controlled voice echoed.r

"Where did you get these petals?"r