The Tale Of Hearts

Chapter 106

Before going to the story the above image is one of fan has recreated Bryan and Hazel moment. Isn't it beautiful....

Hazel's POV

My knees wobbled, threatening to buckle under the oppressive weight of his words. His hands, trembling yet resolute, slid from my shoulders to cradle my face. The desperation in his grip sent a shiver of dread racing down my spine. Tears spilled freely down my cheeks, streaking hot rivers of panic as I gasped for air. 

"No, Bryan," I managed, my voice cracking under the weight of fear. My hands pressed weakly against his chest, but they may as well have been fluttering against stone. "You can't do this to me. Please—don't!" But my resistance only seemed to fuel him. His arms encircled my waist, pulling me flush against him as his gaze burned into mine. "I gave you enough chances, Haze," he said, his tone tightening. "But now... I'll do whatever it takes." With that, the room spun as he suddenly shoved me onto the bed. A scream ripped from my throat, raw and desperate, but it only echoed back at me, swallowed by the oppressive silence. Bryan was on me in an instant, his weight pinning me down, his hands trapping me beneath him like a predator closing in on its prey. "Let me go Bryan!" I yelled, thrashing against him.

"Shhh, Haze. Shhh," he cooed, his tone quiet yet commanding, like a lullaby laced with steel. "You're exhausted my cute pie. Stop struggling. Let me take care of you, like I promised." His words only heightened my panic and i was gasping for breath now.

He reached over to the nightstand, pulling open the small locker with deliberate precision. My stomach churned as I watched him retrieve a sleek black tie, its smooth fabric a terrifying dispute to the cold determination in his eyes. "Bryan, what are you doing?" I gasped, struggling to twist away as he turned to me, his hands already moving to bind my wrists behind my back. "This is for your own good," he murmured, his voice a chilling blend of tenderness and resolve. The tie wrapped tightly around my wrists, securing me in place despite my frantic efforts to pull free.

"NO... NO....Let me go!" My voice cracked as I screamed, desperation tearing through every syllable, yanking against the silk restraints, but they held firm, digging into my skin with every futile movement. 

Bryan ignored my pleas and reached into his pocket, pulling out a strip of fabric. My breath hitched as I realised what it was, a blindfold. "Bryan NO.., stop! Please!" My voice wavered, trembling with fear as I thrashed against the restraints,moving my head from side to side, trying to avoid his touch. My protests grew louder, frantic, but he remained unyielding, his grip firm as he slipped the fabric over my eyes. I twisted uselessly against the restraints, my skin prickling with fear, making me swallowed hard, trying to suppress the rising panic In the oppressive darkness, I could only hear my own heartbeat, thundering in my ears like a drumbeat of terror. My breaths came in shallow gasps, and tears stung my eyes as I whispered, "Bryan, please... I'm scared. Don't do this to me. "

i could feel he leaned closer, so close that his breath skated along my trembling cheek, and I turned my face away, but it was futile. His voice, low and taunting, slithered into my ear. "I'm taking you to a place where no one can disturb us" he murmured, his lips ghosting against my temple, making my skin crawl. "Just you and me, Haze. Forever."  

"No!" I choked out, my voice barely audible over the hammering of my heart. Tears spilled uncontrollably, hot and unrelenting, soaking the cover over me eyes as I thrashed harder. My breaths came in ragged gasps, chest heaving as terror clawed at my throat. The bonds bit deeper into my skin, cruel and relentless. My body shook, every muscle screaming in protest, but no amount of struggling could break me free. he grabbed my cheeks in a smooth grasp, did nothing to my comfort. "Don't make this harder than it has to be, Haze," The edge beneath his tone made my stomach twist, a chilling promise wrapped in feigned tenderness. "I don't want to hurt you, but this..." He paused, i could feel his thumbs brushing against my damp cheeks in a gesture that felt more like a warning than reassurance. "...this is the only way to protect you."