Melting Her Cold Heart
Chapter 43. Never see the girl

Chapter 43: 43. Never see the girl

Alex was working on his laptop when his suddenly started vibrating beside. It caused a crease between his brows, and his first instinct was to decline, but his fingers halted upon seeing the ID. He quickly placed the laptop aside, picking up the phone in his hand.

He wondered what could have made her call him so late because he knew she was dead serious about avoiding any communication with him unless necessary. Sliding his thumb on the receive button, "Sweetheart,"he called but heard her uneven breaths and his bad feeling he felt seemed to have confirmed suspicion. "Is everything alright?" He asked, already going to get his coat.

When her small shaky voice came on the phone, his grip on it tightened.

"Please help," she whispered as if afraid to be heard, and Alex quickened his steps. He took the elevator to the ground floor. "Please hurry," she pleaded, causing his free hand to clench into a tight fist.

"Where are you,"Alex asked, barely able to restrain himself. As the elevator came to halt and the door slid open. He quickly went to the landline and called Ian, who appeared almost immediately as if he had been just for that moment. Even though Alex hadn’t said anything to him, he was able to hear him talking to someone else over the phone, so he knew his master needed him.

"My apartment," she replied, her voice even lower now.

"Find some place to hide. I am on my way," he said but didn’t disconnect the call. He wanted to keep the call going so that he would know whatever happened, even connecting the call to his headphones.

"Where should I take you, sir?" Ian asked, looking through the rare mirror.

Without any hesitation, he replied, his anger could be seen in his expression, but he tried to contain it, knowing Sara was listening to the call on the other end of the line. "Sara’s apartment."

Silence reigned after his reply until he broke it while asking Ian in a low voice for his phone, which he handed over to him without a second hesitation. Alex typed a message and sent it to Kai before returning the phone to Ian and ordered, "Break the traffic," he could still hear Sara’s uneven breath. He could o KY imagine the fear thay was threatening to consume her.

"Hold on a little longer, and I’ll be there," he said in an assuring tone. She didn’t reply, but he knew she heard him. He could just feel it.

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Sara heard him but couldn’t take the risk of replying to him. The footsteps have drawn closer to the bedroom door. She could even see the handle twisting as they struggled to pry it open. Her heart rate picked up as if it wasn’t fast enough already.

When they tried many times to open the door the normal way, but it didn’t budge, they resulted in kicking it. After three heavy and harsh kicks, there was a loud bang, and the door flew open, nearly pulled off its hinges.

The two men stepped inside the dimly lit room, and Sara felt her heart skip a beat. Her hand instinctively flew over her mouth while inwardly praying that Alex arrived soon.

"It’s dark, lights out. Could she have gone out?" The first voice asked. Now that she could hear them clearly, his voice sounded rough and cold and annoyed.

"They can’t be. I am sure she has not left since she returned," the other man in the room replied, although there was a bit of doubt in his voice. "Let’s search the room first," he said, turning on the lights.

The other who was more bulky, dressed in cargo pants and combats with a tank top, and had an ugly from the side of his chin down to his neck with tattoos all over his exposed arms. He looked at the smaller sized man with a condescending gaze but didn’t oppose his words, and they began searching the room, including the bathroom. Once no one was found, they turned their attention to the closet.

As they drew closer to the closet, Sara felt her world spinning, and the fear gripped her could not be described. Who sent these people? Were they here on her... Trevor Goldman’s orders or someone else? She hoped that Trevor would send them at least with him so she could be certain of staying alive.

The bulky guy reached for the door handle and forcefully yanked it open, and a slow smirk crept up his features when he saw the woman hiding behind it, cowering in fear. Nothing was more satisfying than seeing a scared woman whose efforts have been proven vain.

"Your little guide and seek game is over, little girl. Obediently come out on your own, or I will force you," he said, trying to sound less intimidating, but the sick smirk on his lips didn’t fade away, and it made Sara’s insides churn.

SRa refused to leave, or maybe her legs just wouldn’t let her move from where she stood, her eyes strained on the man whose face was starting to twist in irritation at her disobedience.

"Call the lady and inform her that we have the girl," he looked over his shoulders and said to the other man before looking back at her. He reached for her and immediately grabbed her arm and roughly pulled her out of the closet. Her right arm roughly brushed the side of the closet doors, and she started bleeding, but that was the least of her problems as she was tossed to the cold floor.

"Arhhh..." Sara hissed as her hips came crashing on the floor, and pain shot through her. Her hand quickly went to gold down her night dress that had rolled up, exposing more than she would like. "Who are you people?" She asked anger now, overpowering her fear.

The other man went ahead to make the call completely ignoring Sara’s question and death glares. And in a moment, he said to the bulky man. "Mrs Goldman said we can do as we please as long as she never sees the girl."

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