CHAPTER 14

Selene stares at him as blood spurted out. He goes silent as the excruciating pain threatened to rip him apart. The duvet was a bloody mess... same as Selene palms. She blinks and drops the revolver on the duvet. He stared at her, and parted his mouth in shallow breathing. His gonna be dead soon. He won't ever go out on expensive crusies and won't club anymore. No more would he have girls almost every night and when he pleases. She untied his wrists and it fell limply to his sides. He didn't recognize the girl. Hell he has done that to a lot of girls. He struggled to keep his eyes open.. struggled to stay alive, but it seemed impossible. Breath was gradually failing him. Maybe it was his punishment for all the things he's done. He was barely aware of selene. The next thing he felt was the duvet slowly covering him, wrapping around him alongside the revolver. The only thing he heard was her ragged tired breathing. He felt her hand slip under his back and she lifted him up. He felt dizz