CHAPTER 97 : LURE HADES OUT
Eleanora tried all the tricks she had up her sleeves, but simply to no avail. But she wasn't the one to give up easily.
Out of nowhere, the intruder started pulling her body backwards, towards the sofa, forcing her body into a defensive panic she struggled to suppress.
She fought him at every step - twisting, resisting, throwing her weight against his but his size and control overpowered her within seconds. He ultimately managed to tie her near the sofa with a rope and then tape her mouth, giving him some breather.
Eleanora's pulse spiked, her breaths turning shallow, heart beating furiously against her chest but her eyes remained steady. Fear was there. But it didn't rule her.
Finally he moved from behind her and came in front. All black, masked, except for his eyes - this was the first and very obvious thing Eleanora noted. Chestnut eyes. Very peculiar.
