BOUND TO HIM (Book II: Captured series)

20. Logan

When I place my attention back on Elle, her whole body is shaking. I dispose off the gun in my hand, being very much aware of the fact that she hates it. Calculated steps bring me to her until she's at my arm's length. I draw the line there because I know as much as I want to hold her, it's only going to push her away. Her gaze is fixed behind me, on the agonized man that's being dragged away.

I give her the time she needs as I study each and every emotion swirling over her gorgeous face. The tremble of her lips telling me she's scared of the uncertainty that I've brought on. That look on her, I've seen it so many times that I'm seriously starting to detest every second of my life that she goes through it.

She seemed to be in her thoughts and I don't think she noticed me coming close either. "I wasn't lying... I had nothing to do with your mother's death" I almost whisper so not to startle her.

Her eyes lift up to mine, the slight surprise in them confirming my suspicions. I could see the wheels in her head work, fight or flight those instincts were beginning to kick in and I frown when I feel she's inclining towards the initial option.

For the second time today I've tasted the bitter reality of being so close to losing her. And the truth that I barely had gotten her back creates deep cuts on my heart. I was angry at these new feelings of helplessness but at the same time I was fucking frightened.

"Please could you not think of leaving—like ever again" I almost begged.

Her brows knit together as she questions, "Why not?"

"Because I don't know if I can be alone again" The words just slipped out of me as if my brain had stopped functioning and my heart was in the driver's seat.

She had zero idea how I got through the months away from her. I was in a terrible mood all the time, occupying myself with work day and night. My body had grown tired, lethargic even but that wasn't what worried me.

What bothered me was I felt like a part of my soul had gone missing. There was a constant void nagging me at the back of my head. I kept seeing her face everywhere I went. And most of all I was lonely, which was something I'd never experienced before her.

Slowly people took notice of the change in me, my mother being the first one. I guess it were her maternal instincts, but I remember her calling me on a Sunday morning, because I refused to attend a dinner party the evening before.

"You should call her, tell her you miss her" She'd suggested.

"I don't miss her, I'm just tired from work" I'd lied.

"Logan, it's okay to miss the people you love and there is no harm in admitting it either"

That was probably the most useful piece of information my mother had ever given me. And of course, I had failed to realize that at the time because I hung up on her.

I carried on, counting the days until I'd receive a call or even a text from her, telling me she was done mourning and healing from the loss of her father. But the day didn't come soon enough and then Elon made the grand scheme of bringing her to me. Which I still need to thank him for.

But that won't happen before I know I haven't lost her for sure.

Elle's eyes swell up like she could feel my pain and she closes the distance between us. I was struggling to not grab hold of her. "You didn't kill my mother?" She questions as a confirmation.

"Swear by it" I reply.

She stares at me for an excruciatingly long minute. "But you do know more about it?" It was a question she already knew the answer to and I nod my head slowly.

"Why didn't you tell me before?" Was her next question, her wide eyes begging me for the truth.

"You thought you were protecting me?" She reads my mind and for a second I think she's about to slap me. However, it didn't matter. I'd take all the abuse as long as she agreed to stay.

What she did next surprised me to a point where I thought I was daydreaming. She hugged me. And holy fuck! The biggest wave of relief flooded through me as the next words escaped her lips.

"It's okay, I trust you. I'm not going anywhere" Her lips moved against my shirt, making her voice a muffled whisper but I heard it none the less.

I couldn't control myself anymore, I embraced her, wrapping my arms around her small, delicate frame. She felt heavenly in my hold and I did not miss the sigh she gave out.

I trust you.

Those three words held more meaning to me than I love you. I no longer had any doubts in my mind, I had actually fallen for this woman. The heady feeling it gave me, made me pull back, tuck my fingers under her chin and have a good look at how beautiful she is.

There is just something about knowing someone trusts you and actually hear them say the words.

Elle's trust meant the world to me and I was going to do everything in my power to keep it. Even if involved telling her things that have been buried deep inside me.

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