Chapter 45 Danger Over the Unaccepted Heart
Elena Davis’s pov,
I was terrified a lot when I saw that man keeping his finger over the trigger of the machine gun in his hand and standing like an unmovable mountain. He had a serious and cold face gazing everywhere but me. He lowered his eyes instantly when I looked at him.
He must be in his late early thirties and was dressed like a commando ready to kill the person in front of him. I was holding Alex in a tight grip, breathing hastily, struggling with the surrounding situation.
“Sabbb, You scared us,” Alex exclaimed, furrowing her eyebrows at him. He took a step back, slowly lowering his machine gun a bit, but his finger didn't leave the trigger, making me worried.
