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HELLBOUND HEART
Chapter 181 Acceptable



Being stopped in his tracks at her unexpected action, Sebastian turned around. Izabelle was not looking at him. She was staring down at her lap as she gripped two of his fingers.

Thinking that she was just probably a little scared of being left behind, Sebastian bent and cradled her face with his large palm. His action pulled her face up to look at him.

"I'll have Lucas be on standby by the door. I'll be back in a couple of minutes." He told her with assurance. Her grip on his fingers loosened and her hand dropped to her lap. But she did not look at him again.

Sebastian's brows creased slightly at her reaction. However, he really needed to feed now. He could not be with her when he was starving like this. Warning bells had already been ringing since he was sniffing her a while ago. So, he had better go first and deal with his needs.

Staring at her for a moment, he kissed the crown of her head and then strode towards the door.

He turned to look over his shoulder as he grabbed the door knob, expecting her to already be looking at him. But she remained in her earlier pose, head bent down as though dejected, and... his eyes narrowed as he saw how hard she was gripping the blanket that had draped over her side.

His superior vision did not miss even the pale paper-white color of her clenching knuckles. That sight was enough to make him let go of the door knob and turn around. He quickly made his way back into the room.

Grabbing the notebook and pen that had been thrown on the couch, Sebastian then returned to her side. He squatted before her as he placed the notebook on her lap.


"What is it?" he asked. His voice remained calm but there was a tinge of worry in his eyes. "Iza... look at me. Are you feeling uncomfortable? Or is there something wrong?"

Her eyes wandered, still refusing to look directly at him.

"Izabelle..." he uttered her name again. "Look at me and tell me what's wrong or I'll call the doctor back here this instant."

Finally, she looked at him as her mouth flew open. But before any words could come out, she quickly looked down again and gripped the pen. She remembered his warning of not wanting her to use her voice.

While she was writing, Sebastian remained staring at her face. What did he just see? That look in her eyes...

She lifted the notebook right before his face. Her expression was hard, but her eyes were gleaming with intense emotions that were almost overflowing from her not being able to voice them all out.. 'Are you going to go and drink from her?'

He parted his lips to answer but shut it close again. Something was stopping him from just carelessly spouting his answer. He had decided to try giving her answers, to explain anything she wanted to know. But this one question... he did not know why, but he suddenly felt like he needed to be extra careful before saying anything to her. It was a strange but insistent feeling that was getting stronger within him. But he wondered if it was because of the look that he did not expect to be seeing in her eyes right now. She looked... hurt?

"Izabelle..." he uttered, trying his best to observe her every expression, his eyes never leaving her face. The last thing he had wanted at this moment was to do or spout anything that would upset or worse, hurt her even more than she had already been hurt. He had been trying his best to avoid that as he knew he always somehow could not do or say anything right whenever he was with her.

And it seemed that it was happening again. It looks like he had somehow said or done something that was making her show that distressed and wounded look on her face again.

"You... Earlier, you had said most don't find it morally acceptable for a vampire to drink from another of the opposite sex if they're already married..." She whispered.

A long heavy silence reigned between them until Sebastian spoke. "You're not a vampire, Iza... So even if you're my wife, I can't just bite you and drink your blood." He shook his head slowly as he said that. "Vampires can replenish their lost blood quite easily by feeding themselves immediately as well. Non-vampires can't do that... and that's why it is always more dangerous to drink from them." He tried to explain as gently to her as possible, wanting her to understand where he was coming from.

,m "So, because your wife is not a vampire, it's morally acceptable for you to... drink from another female?" her whisper was so broken and she clenched her fist tightly, before looking away from him again. And he could somehow tell she was looking away like this to hide the look in her eyes.

But Sebastian had already seen her eyes sparkling with unshed tears before she had turned away, the subtle trembling movement of her lips as she nibbled on the inside of her lip, and heard the sound of her racing heartbeat... everything. He knew things were going down south again.

He helplessly ran his fingers through his hair slowly. He was so afraid to f**k up even more now that he could not find any comforting words to say to her. The feeling that whatever he will say would only make things worse was getting the better of him. Now he did not know what to do, what to say at all.

It was Elle who broke the silence this time. A bitter smile tugging up at the corner of her lips as she spoke, her tone held a trace of a sneer. "I guess it would be morally acceptable if I go and put my mouth on another man's neck too, right, Sebastian?"




HELLBOUND HEART
Chapter 182 Enough


Sebastian became very still as a lengthy and quiet pause reigned between them. His eyes wide and in shock at her comment as she stared back at him, waiting for his response.

The abrupt appearance of a steel-cold glint in his eyes forced Elle's pulse to start rioting and picking up its pace.

Then she began to feel it a��� the fury that was radiating off him. The gleam that had appeared in his eyes was intense and hot. Too dangerously hot until it seemed to turn almost malevolent.

This was a look he had never shown her before.

Just as Elle was starting to feel chills running down her spine, his expression abruptly changed.

After what felt like a long while, he finally opened his mouth, as though ready to speak. But he then paused, appeared to think the better of it, and closed his lips again before he dropped his head.

Silently, Elle watched his fists clenching so hard at his sides that his knuckles turned paper white and the veins along his arms protruded.

He did not seem to be breathing well for a few moments and Elle's fingers twitched, itching to touch him and soothe him. It did not cease to make her feel torn between crying and laughing at the same time every time her heart squeezed tight like this whenever this man was struggling or hurting. It seems that no matter how bad she gets hurt because of him, she still could not watch this man get hurt even the slightest bit.

But she clenched her fists lightly to stop herself from reaching out, steeling herself from caving into her desires.

 
"No." he suddenly bit out. His voice was so tight, as if he was giving everything he had to restrain himself from losing control. Even the very sound of his voice. Elle ran her eyes over him, from his face, to his broad shoulders - his entire frame was shaking slightly from his own suppression. She then understood how much he was holding himself back.

When he let out a slightly shaky breath after a couple more seconds, the ferocious tension that had been contained in his body seemed to have evaporated in an instant. No, Elle believed he must have successfully bound it within him. It was not truly gone, just very carefully and tightly contained in the depths of his person.

Finally lifting his face to look at her, Elle was unable to say anything at the sight of his now seemingly relaxed expression.

If he was still raging, it was impossible to tell right now.

However, the almost scary and calm look in his eyes gave Elle an uneasy feeling. Because she felt like this sort of calmness was worse than having him shouting and ranting at her.

"I've got the message, Izabelle..." he murmured gently, nodding. She could tell he seemed to be trying so hard to hang on to his calmness, to not appear dangerous. "I'm ending it. Her service duty to me."

Elle stared at him, her expression one of shock and disbelief. His announcement was just too sudden that she was still reeling from the shock.

"I won't drink from any other females from now on. Is that... enough?" he added, the utterly serious gleam in his grey eyes had Elle feeling so bewildered that speech had seemed to have failed her.

Both his hands curved around her scalp as his thumbs began stroking over her cheeks. "Answer me, Iza. Are there any other matters you want that I failed to figure out? If there is... tell me, baby... don't hesitate and just tell me."

Those words seemed to literally dismantle her brain. Everything was so unexpected. She had thought he would blow off and just leave her alone again, hurting and wondering about things all by herself. Lord... this was... was this even real?

"It's... enough..." she managed to say, still disoriented as she struggled to gather her composure and clear her mind from the daze he and his words had just thrown her into. She belatedly wished those words did not come out yet until her heart and mind had calmed down. But her lips betrayed her, unable to withstand his gentle demand for her answer.

He stilled for a moment before a relieved smile tugged at the corner of his lips. His elusive dimple showed up.

But then he rose and called for Lucas. He was so quick to step back from her and Elle almost reached out again when she saw his bright grey eyes turning crimson.

He looked away immediately and turned to Lucas who had just entered through the door.

"The lady is already in the living a���" Lucas reported as he thought Sebastian was expecting an update. However, he was rudely cut off.

Lucas could not finish his sentence because Sebastian suddenly flashed before him, grabbed his arm and sunk his elongated fangs into his wrist, shocking both Lucas and Elle with his actions.



Elle sprung from the bed and rushed towards them.

When she reached them and saw his face as his mouth was still latched onto Lucas' wrist, the very first thing Elle noticed was the deep frown all over his face. He was... wincing, like he was forcing himself to eat something so terrible he could barely stomach the taste.

"Y-your Highness. What are you..." Lucas was still in utter disbelief, showing a face saying that he never ever imagined Sebastian would do what he was doing right now.

"Shut up!" he growled before bending his head and latched on to Lucas' wrist to suck on his blood again, never opening his eyes, as the lines between his brows deepened.

Once he let go of Lucas' arm, he winced again before he harshly wiped his lips with the ends of his sleeve.

The sight of Elle standing right there, watching so closely as he fed, had him stiffening for a moment. His face showed pure disbelief as if he could not quite believe she approached them and actually watched as he was drinking someone else's blood!

But he recovered and raised a brow at her. "What hmm...? My wife? You said earlier that it's enough. So that means, you're fine with me drinking from anyone as long as they're not female. Right?"

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HELLBOUND HEART
Chapter 183 Choices



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Once the door was closed, Elle worriedly reached out and touched Sebastian's arm. His unexpected action and the sight of him really drinking blood right in front of her from someone was... Elle could not quite explain the feeling. But surprisingly, she found it not to be as gross or terrifying as she had once thought it would be.

"Are you a���"

"Shh." Sebastian hushed her. "Talk once more and I'll do the thing I promised I'd do to you. You've talked enough, Izabelle. I'm fine. So you don't have to worry about anything."

Pressing her lips together, she rushed towards the bed and grabbed her notebook and pen. She then flipped to a new page and quickly scribbled what she wanted to say.

'But you were wincing when you drank. Was it really just because it tasted bad?' she asked.

The look in his eyes seemed gentle when he lifted his eyes to hers. "Yes. The taste is actually tolerable. But it's just something my palate could barely handle." Tucking his hands inside his pockets, he leaned against the door as he continued staring at her. "But after a few more meals, I'll definitely get used to it."

Elle's grip on her pen tightened a little before she dropped her head down and again wrote hastily on her notebook. 'Would it be preferable if you drink from the glass? That's okay with me.'

His reaction was contrary to what she was expecting. His face and eyes suddenly turned blank as he stared at her writings. Causing Elle to crease her brows. Looking back to her notebook, she scanned the contents, trying to see what was it that caused that reaction. After seeing that there was nothing out of the ordinary, she turned back to look at him.

Just when she was about to open her lips to call his name, he lifted his eyes back to hers. The blankness was now gone, as if she had imagined what she had seen a little while ago.

"I'd rather drink from men and tolerate the bad taste." He casually replied. "Drinking from a glass is a no for me."

Her big blue eyes looked at him with a big 'why' plastered across them.

"It's just one of my personal convictions." He shrugged as he replied. As though he was merely stating a certain fact. But Elle went very still after hearing what he said. The sound of 'my personal convictions' had her immediately thinking of his other rules and how those rules were never simple.

She did not open her mouth nor write down a single word. She just stared at him quietly when he continued nonchalantly. "I was brutally forced to drink someone's filthy blood from a glass when I was younger. Since then, no matter who the blood came from, if I have to drink it from a glass, it always tastes exactly the same as that... filthy blood. I'll end up vomiting it out if I force myself. Though I haven't once planned to deal with it yet, as I don't think there is a need since I still have other choices..." he trailed off. Surprise flickered in his grey eyes and it was not because he was shocked about what he had just said. But to the fact that he had actually expressed those things so easily like he was merely talking about something as mundane as the weather.

Seeing the somewhat blank look with a hint of question on her face, Sebastian forced himself off the door and grabbed her hand. He led her back to the bed and made her sit there.

Taking a long quiet breath, Sebastian squatted before her again. "You really have to rest, Izabelle. You need as much rest as possible to heal quickly." He told her seriously. "I want you to rest so you can finally recover. And fully at that."

When she kept on staring at the smear of blood on his shirt's sleeve, Sebastian rose. "I'll go get changed." he said and sauntered towards the dressing room.

Elle looked down on her notebook and took a long deep breath. The expression on her face was one that was curious and wanting to know something.



She wrote something on the paper but scratched it out and wrote something again. She did that for a few more times until Sebastian returned. It was as though she kept on having a change of mind on how to best word the question she wanted to ask.

Wearing a sleek white shirt Elle rarely saw him in, Sebastian approached her, looking so much fresher than ever. Now that she had a comparison, Elle could tell the difference if this man was well fed compared to when he was hungry and starving.

For a long while, Elle just stared at him. She just sat there appreciating and savoring his refreshing look that was rare to be seen. Until he towered before her and looked down at her notebook. 'So I am not considered as one of those choices you have to feed on?'

Elle immediately flipped the notebook to hide the words she wrote but it seemed, his eyes were faster than her movements. From the change and flicker in his eyes, Elle knew that he must have already read that question that she had penned in the notebook.

His gaze moved slowly from the notebook up to her eyes.

"I'm not going to turn you into my food, Izabelle." he said in a serious and deep tone. His gaze became devil-bright for a moment. "Like I told you before, it only works for vampire couples, because both would benefit from it. Both would feel pleasure from it. If I do that to you, that's just me feeding, while you're the food. And not to mention that no matter how much control I have, I'm still going to endanger your life in the process. I will be the only one who will feel pleasure from it, while you get hurt."

Lost for words to retort to his long statement, Elle just looked down at her notebook. She could not think of another question to ask nor give a response. But before she realized it, her hand already wrote down something that made his pupils dilate.

'I can handle it.'

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HELLBOUND HEART
Chapter 184 Quiet


Elle's heart skipped a beat as she blinked and reread what she wrote.

Slowly, she lifted her gaze to him, a little nervous of what reaction she would see displayed on his face.

Sebastian's gaze was fixed on hers. Devil-bright again.

Their gazes held.

"Don't tempt me on this too, Izabelle." His voice low, as he reached out to take the notebook and pen from her hand before tucking her into bed. "It's time for you to sleep and rest. We're done talking, for now." Though his words sounded tough, his tone was extremely gentle.

She protested through her eyes but Sebastian did not budge and only looked intently at her. Knowing that this time he was serious, Elle had no choice but to lay back. For now.

Her eyes continued drinking in his features until she eventually drifted off to sleep.

Sebastian stared at her peaceful sleeping face for a long while. Something mysterious was gleaming in his eyes as he fiddled a small lock of her hair between his fingers. He looked lost in thought for a long time until he carefully rose and silently left the room.


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Days passed, quiet and peaceful.

Sebastian never left the castle. He occasionally disappears when Lucas calls for him but he always comes back before a couple of hours were up and immediately checks on her.

During the nights, he sleeps on the couch.

Elle had insisted on having him sleep on the bed. Yes. She could not believe that there came the day when she would be the one insisting on him sleeping next to her.

But Sebastian was uncompromising. He had told her he must not because the doctor had reminded him that they cannot be having sex for now. As she would not be able to hold back from gasping and moaning which would be bad for the healing of her throat.

His argument had Elle blushing hard and at a loss for words. Thus, the two of them had slept separately.

Sebastian had also been very strict. He had also stopped answering some questions he thought would lead to her not being able to avoid talking. He had told her he would answer those questions once her throat was better, leaving Elle without a choice but to listen and do her best to recover quickly for her to finally hear the answers to the questions he had promised to answer.

To distract herself from trying to speak with him, Elle had asked to visit the library.

Sebastian agreed. Now the two of them were staying in the library for almost the whole day. Elle kept herself busy reading books not only because she wanted to, but because Sebastian also wanted her to immerse herself in books to avoid more conversations between them. At least until her throat completely recovers.

Sitting on the soft and long couch and reading a thick old book that was of course about the vampires, Elle's gaze darted to the glass of water that landed silently on the table before her.

Her gaze lifted and met Sebastian's eyes.

Wordlessly, he then sat next to her and casually stretched out on the couch, resting his head on her lap. He grabbed her hand next and placed her palm over his eyes.

It was in that way, he slept.

He had been doing this ever since they started visiting the library.

At first, Elle was speechless and a little bothered. Not in a bad way, but she just felt sort of flustered at his actions.

But she eventually adjusted and now she only felt relaxed and beyond pleased whenever he just lay his head on her lap like this. She loved this. Them being so close and peaceful and quiet like this.

It was honestly still a little hard for her to believe. She still sometimes asked herself how everything had turned into something this blissful and peaceful?

The peace between them was so good. A little surreal even. And a tiny part of her even wanted her throat not to get healed any time soon. Just so this bliss would last. Even only for a little while longer.

It was a thought she herself had never expected but she could not blame herself if she wished for something like that. Everything had been like a roller coaster ride and these little blissful moments had been like a vacation to a quiet paradise with him, just being there next to her, never going away.

Looking down at him, Elle stared at his lips. Her fingers itched to touch them so she forced her gaze back to the book that was in her hands again.


Several minutes later, Sebastian stirred.

Elle removed her hand over his eyes, looking down at him with curiosity. He usually sleeps for hours when he lays his head on her lap.

He rose and looked at the door. Then he sighed and muttered a soft curse directed to whoever it was that disturbed his sleep.

"I'll be back soon." He told her softly and Elle just nodded at him.

Sebastian usually never leaves her alone in the library for more than twenty minutes. Elle had wondered why once, but did not put too much thought into it.

But now that he had not returned even after thirty minutes, Elle had started to wonder if it was only coincidence. And while she was thinking of that, she began to wander along the old massive shelves. Her fingers glided along the spines of the books as she passed by.

She headed to one of the corners where she had not visited yet in the past few days. The library was big and mostly, Sebastian was the one who chose books for her after she told him what she would like to read.

Suddenly pausing, Elle turned to look where her fingers stopped. It was a maroon-colored book. Deciding to read something she had not planned to read for a change, Elle pulled the book from the shelf and returned to her seat. She was excited to find what topic she had come across this time.

Moments later, her heartbeats began to thud crazily behind her ribs as she realized that the book was about... Vampire and humans' mating.



HELLBOUND HEART
Chapter 185 Last Warning



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Elle could not sleep.

Her mind was thinking about nothing but the things she had read from that book. She had found out that sexual relationships between vampires and humans were forbidden. And the reason was not something simple either. It was actually so shocking to her that even until now, disbelief was still gripping her mind.

According to the book, vampires and humans cannot mate because if that happens... the human would die and there was no remedy for that. It was said in the book that it had been that way ever since ancient times.

She was unable to finish the book yet, so she was very curious about what information she would find more in there. She had made sure not to let Sebastian see her reading that book. For now, she had decided not to let him know. Though she had a lot of questions a��� burning questions a��� that were bugging her deeply right now, and making her want to run over and ask him immediately, Elle thought that she should at least read through the entire book and have a better grasp on the information in there before telling or asking him about it.

"What's wrong? Is something bothering you?" Sebastian's velvet voice echoed in the dim light.

Elle turned and looked up at him. This man had now turned so very attentive to her every movement. And sometimes, it was even like he had an eye on his back. She was honestly not repulsed by his behavior, but she was just a little overwhelmed by all his attention. She had initially thought that everything would eventually go back to how it was before but that obviously did not happen. Even after several days had already passed.

As much as she was enjoying the attention from him, it made her wonder if he was doing this due to his guilt over what had happened to her. Or was he going to continue being like this until her throat was better?

She did not want to think about all these. She wanted to believe that this husband of hers right now did not turn into the perfect husband she needed during these times just because of his guilt. But... Elle knew she was not quite prepared to handle the emotional and mental blow if her speculation ended up being wrong in the end. So, she decided to settle on the safer side. At least for now.

A soft, reassuring smile tugged at the corner of her lips. Letting him know that everything was fine.

He only continued to stare at her. His grey eyes brightened even through the dim lighting of their room.

"Do you want me to fetch the wolf?" he asked.

Elle shook her head. And then she tugged at his arm, wanting him to lie next to her instead. She had gotten used to this already. Her, not using her voice to communicate what she wanted to say.

Lines formed between his brows but eventually, he gave in. "Fine. I'll lie next to you until you're asleep."

Upon stretching out beside her and lying down, Sebastian grabbed her hand and placed it on top of his abdomen. Elle quickly realized from the way he was behaving and positioning himself, that he was trying to become Snow's substitute tonight. She used to put an arm around Snow's body when she sleeps.

Looking at his flawless side profile and the silhouette of his thick and indecently long lashes, Elle unconsciously licked her lips.

"Sleep." He reminded her strictly without turning to look at her.

But lord... she just could not make herself obey those words. It seemed that he truly was right when he had made the decision to sleep on the couch instead of sharing the bed. Because right now, she was quickly feeling it in her body and heart, where there was a temptation to want to throw caution into the air to turn naughty and disobedient.

It had been... days since they had slept together. Was it more than a week already? Or perhaps close to two weeks?

Lord... no wonder she was starting to...


He suddenly moved and the next thing she knew, he was spooning her from the back. The feel of his hard body, his comforting warmth... his unique delicious male scent... Lord help her! How on earth was she ever going to fall asleep now?

Letting out a quiet sigh, Elle shifted slightly to find a more comfortable spot. Not that she was not comfortable already. She was simply trying to distract herself from going down the rabbit hole.

But her movement earned a 'tsk' from Sebastian. She could not quite tell if that sound was even a bad thing as Elle could not even feel a tinge of worry or anything similar when she heard it.

In the next moment, he let out a quiet groan. His hand had crept up and cupped the front of her neck from behind and whispered heavily. "Last warning, Izabelle." His voice was so... deep and hoarse it sent ripples shooting down her spine. And it was not just that. She finally noticed something hot and hard brushing against her. "Sleep." He said firmly before letting go of her as if he had realized spooning her was a bad idea.

She turned around to face him. He was already laying flat on his back. His eyes tightly squeezed closed.

Realizing how hard he was trying to behave himself, Elle secretly took a deep breath to clear her mind and really try to sleep as he wanted her to. But she soon found herself staring at him again until her gaze somehow ended drifting down to his neck.

She was immediately reminded of what she had read. That vampires bite on each other on the neck while they were having sex. The image of another woman biting him there flashed in her mind.

And before she realized what she was doing, Elle suddenly found herself pressing her lips to the side of his neck.

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