Reborn Heiress: Taking Back What Is Rightfully Hers!-Chapter 646: Pinned Against the Wall

"Someone locked us in?" Aurora frowned and turned to Everett. "Is it one of your people? Call someone."

Everett gave a half-smile. "Sorry, can’t. My phone got soaked when I jumped in to save you. It’s off being repaired at some headquarters in Y Country."

Aurora went silent. Her own phone had also gotten water-damaged, so she couldn’t really blame him.

Frustrated, she banged on the door several times. "Hey! Is anyone out there? Open the door! Open up!"

"Hello? Can you hear me? Sir? Sir?!"

Aurora remembered clearly—Tobias was always by Everett’s side.

He had shut the door behind her when she came in. He was definitely the one behind this.

Everett’s people were all bad news—except that honest Diego!

Aurora kept pounding the door and yelling, but no one answered.

Panicking, she ran to the window, only to find it completely sealed shut.

What kind of hospital in Y Country seals windows like this?

"Don’t bother. No one’s opening that door anytime soon," Everett said calmly as he watched her turn back and knock again.

He knew Tobias. The guy looked honest and reliable, but once he started scheming, no one could match him.

Tobias wasn’t going to open the door soon—and he wasn’t worried about Everett getting mad either. He knew Everett too well.

Aurora glared at him, then slumped onto the couch, breathing heavily. "What kind of people do you keep around you? Doing shady crap like this? Everett, what are you trying to pull?"

In Aurora’s mind, Tobias wouldn’t dare do something like this without Everett’s approval.

"I’m not trying to do anything," Everett said lazily, clearly amused by her panic. He leaned his head back against the headboard.

"What, you think if we’re stuck here for a bit I’ll just eat you alive? Hate to disappoint you, but even if I wanted to, I couldn’t. I’m weak as hell—you didn’t notice?"

He grinned again. Aurora turned her face away and muttered to herself while spinning the little globe on the table over and over.

Everett, seeing she was ignoring him, just closed his eyes and stayed quiet.

The only sound left in the room was Aurora’s muttering.

"I should’ve known better than to come up here. So stupid. Nothing good ever happens when I’m around this guy."

"Nothing but bad luck. Ugh!"

Everett’s smile slowly faded as he listened to her mumble. Then he opened his eyes and said casually, "Come here. Help me to the bathroom."

Aurora snapped her head up, eyes wide. "What did you just say? I’m not your servant! Why should I help you to the bathroom?"

Everett gave her a devilish smile. "Don’t you want to get out of here faster? If you do, then take good care of me. Relax. I don’t have the strength to lay a hand on you right now—and I’m not in the mood anyway."

Aurora nearly gagged.

He was blackmailing her.

She glared at the lazy man, grinding her teeth. "Is that all you know how to do, Everett? Threaten me?"

He raised an eyebrow with mock offense. "Threaten? I can do plenty of things—manage a company, sign contracts, rescue lost idiots, save drowning idiots... oh, and sleep and eat. Want me to show you how good I am at sleeping—?"

"Shut up!"

Aurora was beyond pissed. She wanted nothing more than to kick him right out of the room.

Everett’s grin only grew wider. He felt completely at ease around her—free to tease, to joke, with no filter.

No pressure, no restraint.

Being with her felt like they’d known each other for years.

And yet, it was still laced with that bittersweet tension—romantic, hopeful, painful all at once.

Aurora, still fuming, jumped up and ran to the window again, shouting a few times. No answer.

Then she went back to the door, knocked and kicked it. Still nothing.

Everett covered his ears. "Miss Noise Machine, could you not? Some of us are trying to rest."

Aurora sat down again, still breathing hard, fists clenched in frustration.

"Come on," Everett said, calmly but firmly. "From this moment on, every minute you’re late helping me, I’ll have them add one more hour to the lock."

Aurora almost lost it.

Add an hour?! You mean... every second she spent with this demon was going to feel like some kind of spiritual torture?

Forget it!

Aurora, thinking it over, had no choice but to stand up and walk over to him obediently.

Her face turned red. "Everett, I’ll take you to the bathroom, but you’re on your own after that!"

Everett gave her a teasing smile and suddenly leaned in close to her ear. His breath brushed against her skin, making her shiver slightly.

"If I’m not handling it myself... are you saying you’re going to help me?"

Aurora immediately pulled back, putting a bit of distance between them. "Let’s go."

She really didn’t have a choice. If she didn’t "serve" him, she’d be locked in this room for hours—she didn’t even want to imagine how she’d survive that kind of torture.

With one hand, Aurora held onto Everett, and with the other, she grabbed the IV stand and slowly helped him toward the bathroom.

Everett was feeling a little better, but he was still weak.

Truth was, if he really wanted to move, he could manage just fine on his own.

But seeing Aurora with nothing to do sparked the idea to mess with her a little.

Aurora helped him into the bathroom, set the IV stand to the side, then quickly turned around to give him some privacy.

Everett gave a lazy grin. "We’ve already had close contact—let me at least get a look to make it worth my while."

Aurora spun around and pinched his arm hard.

Everett sucked in a sharp breath. Damn, this woman didn’t hold back—she really twisted him like that?

Aurora shot him a mocking smile. "Like I’d want to look at you. Just the thought of it makes my eyes dirty."

Everett’s expression instantly darkened.

But at the moment, he had more pressing matters to deal with. Not long after, Aurora heard the unmistakable sound of him peeing. She felt awkward and edged farther away from the door.

This was so embarrassing. Just the two of them in the room—if a reporter caught this, there’d be no clearing her name, no matter how innocent it was.

Whatever. If she lived her life worrying about everyone’s opinion, how could she survive?

After Everett zipped up, he pressed the flush pedal, and the toilet whooshed loudly.

He turned around and looked at her slim back. "Aurora, give me a hand."

Aurora lifted her eyelids. She knew damn well he could walk by himself. He just couldn’t stand seeing her relax for even a second—and probably thought messing with her was fun.

Reluctantly, she turned and grabbed his arm, helping him back out. ƒrēenovelkiss.com

Suddenly, Everett leaned his full weight onto her. His face twisted slightly, as if in pain.

"Everett, what’s wrong?" Aurora asked, startled. Before she could react, he had already pinned her against the wall.

Poor Aurora was now trapped—between the cold wall and a very much alive Everett.