The Grateful Rejection novel Chapter 12

The cry of agony and suffer was music to it's ears. Sitting on a plush sofa with a fine glass of wine in hand and soft jazz music. It was perfect. It's enemies were suffering while it was having the time of its life. A smug smile decorated it's face looking at the laptop screen. Sipping the wine it opened the live video of the torture room. The men were bounded upside down with deep cuts, bruises and blood adorning their body. The rogues dragged one of the men, into a salt-wolfabane water filled tank and flung him in.

The man yelled in pain, the cries so loud that it could be heard from miles away. The other prisoners trembled in fear, they begged for mercy. The tank water splashed around as the man inside struggled for it's life. Wolfsbane made it hard from him to heal and burned the already burning wounds.

The rouges watched in amusement as some of the prisoners either yelled profanities at them or begged for their innocence, more latter than former. The young man had stopped struggling showing that he was dying, the skilled torturer yanked the man out of the glass tank and gave him a quick CRP, reviving him. The man looked at the rouge in horror, the rouge smiled maliciously, "You're not getting that luxury so soon" the rouge said and tore a big flesh of meat out of it's stomach.

The rouge's pick out their prey and played with them, some were stabbed in their eyes while some lost their limbs while the rest were mentally tortured.

Smiling in satisfaction the boss sipped the wine, "It's raining men, hallelujah, It's raining men, amen" it said and let out an bone chilling laugh.1

The fun has just begun.

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Nora's POV

The smile on my face wouldn't budge even a little. I made my way to my office and as soon as I opened it a big gush of lilac, lavender, bellflower and Crocus hit my face. My smile widened when I walked inside my office and it was entirely decorated with flowers. There was a yellow paper on my table, I bit my lips and read it.

' Before you I was nothing but a hard shell but within a second in your presence I became a puddle. They all hold meaning more than just love. They represent devotion, gratitude, glee, captive of beauty and strength. Some attributes I see in you but you're so much more than those words.

Through I'll go old school for you

Love,

Sebastien'

There goes my heart, I bit my lower lip and chuckled. He is such a charmer, I shook my head. My entire body stated to tingle just by his thought, my wolf sat patiently outside her cave waiting for her lover, looking love sick. I felt butterflies in my stomach Turing me into a giggling mess. The effect he has on me even when he is not around, the urge I have to be in his presence is indescribable. It's not like mate pull, it's something else.. something more, I don't know what it is but whatever it is, it's the best feeling in the world.

"He really putting an effort for you" I heard Arora's voice coming from the doorstep making me snap out of my dreamland. I looked back at her with a teasing smile, "You let him in?" I raised my brow at her. A smirk made its way on her face, "He came early in the morning and said I quote, 'I wanna show how special moya malen'kaya al'fa is'. " She said making me blush.