Crises in Love (Zora and Jaylan)

Chapter 249

Just then, the door behind me swung open, and a big, strong hand yanked me inside...

Before I could even scream, my mouth was covered, and my body, now beyond my control, was

dragged into the room. The door slammed shut and locked, all in the blink of an eye. I had no time to

react, no time to understand what was happening.

I heard the door to the adjacent room being pulled open, and my heart pounded in my chest.

"Who's there?... Who's out there?"

The voice belonged to Jerome. Who was he shouting at? Had he noticed us?

I was so terrified that I barely dared to breathe. My heart ached from the rapid pounding, and my body

felt like jelly.

The large hand held me up, pulling me into a broad, comforting embrace. The hand that had covered

my mouth moved to cradle my head, pressing it against a masculine chest. My face was buried into his

shirt, and the scent of him filled my nostrils, making my head spin.

But I ignored all these sensations, focusing on the sounds outside.

My head was held tight, immobilized, and I didn't dare to move for fear of being discovered.

Just when I thought things couldn't get any worse, I heard the doorknob behind me being twisted. Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"Who's in there? Open up!"

Jerome's voice was sharp and intimidating. I shivered instinctively, closing my eyes and burying my

face deeper into the stranger's chest.

I couldn't even begin to imagine what would happen if the door was opened.

Suddenly, thunder cracked the sky. The deafening sound nearly made me shriek. Two knocks outside

the room followed, and the doorknob rattled again.

I felt like the world was about to end, my hands clutching the man's shirt in desperation.

After a moment of silence, the footsteps moved away from the door and I crumbled, leaning against the

door to catch my breath. I could feel him relax as well.

Before I had a chance to see who he was, voices echoed from outside again. "Who's there?"

"I thought I heard something," Jerome's uncertain voice said.

Suddenly, I was spun around and pressed against the door. I was about to protest when the man

whispered, "Listen!"

His breath tickled my ear and I held still, pressing myself against the door and holding my breath.

"I don't see anyone," Jerome finally said.

A rough voice replied, "You'd better handle this yourself. We're running out of time. Do whatever you

think is best."

Then I heard footsteps moving towards the interior safety exit and then fading away.

It seemed the man had left.

Just as I was starting to relax, the doorknob rattled again and I tensed up.

With a loud bang, the door was kicked. The man behind me immediately pulled me against him.

I flinched, pressing myself against him as his arm wrapped around my waist.

I was certain it was Jerome venting his frustration by kicking the door. That lunatic! I cursed in my mind.

The next second, I finally heard the fading footsteps outside.

After straining my ears for what seemed like an eternity, I was sure that they were gone.

I collapsed against the door, completely drained.

Only then did I realize the danger I was still in. I spun around, pushing the man behind me away, and

yelled, "You..."