Help! the four Alpha's are obsessed with me.-Chapter 166 Heartless twins...

Meanwhile, back at the Golden Palace, the Soulless twins were inflicting nightmares on the instigators of Daniel’s suffering. Someone was having it way worse.

The fight Adrian had entered with Thomas and Norman left him brutally screaming in pain. It was the first time he was overpowered, and although he was weak, that wasn’t meant to happen. So, for challenging them, he had received a jarring hot design on his back from a hot iron, which left him howling.

Thomas grinned at his suffering, a dark smirk plastered across his pretty face. Currently, they still did their job shirtless, and it made their victims’ eyes bulge in anxiety before they ended up being killed.

Adrian was shaking, his eyes rolling as tears of blood kept dropping from them; he couldn’t breathe well.

"I can’t hold my lungs..." he gasped continuously, but Norman, who was beside Thomas, gave a loud cackle. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

"If not that Daniel wants you alive, gosh, how much fun would I have gone through—especially to make sure your meat is spread around this floor," Thomas uttered with a fiery humor that left his victims shuddering at who the next victim might be.

Then came another whooping whip around Adrian’s back that made the stoic man begin to tremble like a frightened cow. Jake was another sorry state.

Whether it was barbeque or roasted meat, no one had any idea, but that was how he was hung upside down as rains of beating descended on his back, tearing off chunks of flesh continuously till he began to cry. Norman didn’t feel any thrill at Jake’s suffering, so he ordered for salt. He carried the pack of salt to Jake and showed him the contents.

"Know what I want to do..." he asked, and Jake’s eyes nearly exploded. One by one they had perished, and Nicole’s death, whom they had tagged as the worst out of the others, still wasn’t anything compared to Greta’s mummifying act.

To actually perform something ancient on a human was something they never prepared themselves to experience; now Greta’s screams of suffering haunted their ears. So far, all of them had been eliminated apart from Adrian, Jake, and Joshua, who was counting his fingers all through the terror because he couldn’t stomach the horrible treatment.

If only he had listened and gone back to his family—now see where greediness has gotten him, and he was probably going to die too. He looked at Jake with eyes filled with tears as he watched Norman carry salt to pour all over Jake’s horrible wounds. And when it landed on those horrifying marks, all of his body tingled and he let out a terrifying, eyes-bulging, and loud scream which came out worse than the others so far.

Jake cried; he began to shed tears now because of the salt, and he wriggled and writhed.

"I’m sorry. Tell Daniel I am sincerely sorry. I was only following my boss’s orders. Adrian, please stop this," Jake begged.

Joshua, who saw the terror, realized that killing was far better than the nightmare dished out unto them like that. It was bloody and inhumane, and Daniel himself was the orchestra of it all, which made Joshua see that the bitch was an evil being.

How can you let your fellow human being go through that?

That was what he thought until something changed. Thomas got a message on his phone, which made him stop the torture to see the owner of the message—and just who he was expecting: Daniel Lancaster.

But this time it wasn’t a message or a grand plan, but something else. Daniel was being hunted and was on a delivery race, so he needed them to protect him as his bodyguard.

Thomas’s eyes lit up immediately as he saw the message, and he whispered it to Norman, who chuckled widely, dangerously riled up.

Who dare run after Daniel Lancaster?

"So our little game has been interrupted. That means we will kill the remaining ones and leave only Joshua and Adrian," Thomas said it out, and Jake felt colors draining from his face.

Could it be what he was thinking? He was going to be killed and discarded.

No!!! He begged; he was sorry. He has a family; he tried to protect his family and his lover, who was Adrian’s sister, by agreeing to whatever Adrian told him—not to get punished or killed worse, replaced—but who knew this would get him killed?

Damn me, I wouldn’t have worked for that pussy and asshole. Now look at where I am.

"Fuck you, Adrian, and I hope you rot in a grave without a single peace..." Jake cursed, that was before a dagger was dug straight into his skull, diving deep into his head before separating his face and plunging inside his eye sockets and permanently dividing the head completely.

Blood flowed and spewed as a great pool gathered, but Thomas and Norman were unbothered by it. Instead, they were rushing to meet up with Daniel’s pursuer, so the remaining people—which were Joshua and Adrian—were hurled into the car while the guards around were silenced with a heavy threat.

"Say anything to the public or report, trust me, what you saw that we did to your prisoners will be a mere decoration on what we will perform on you," Norman warned, and he left the Golden Palace with Thomas riding in a high car as usual. Then, as they drove for some minutes, Thomas turned on the GPS.

"Where is the road...??" Norman, who was driving, asked, and Thomas gave him directions. And that was how they landed in the countryside—the miserable slump where Michael lives.

Sighting the house from afar, Thomas raised his hands.

"I think I have seen it, but why this place? How did Daniel survive in such a trash surrounding?" Thomas asked, and Norman himself began to look around while the two taped-mouth in the car just watched like they were seeing a new movie again.

Was this where they would be abandoned to finally die?

Adrian, who has known brutality and thought he was the king of it, has seen people who aren’t just psychopaths but demons themselves.

Driving to the front of the house, eyes were on the huge car and the glamorous beauty of it. Curious gazes peered secretly at the owners, and coming out were Thomas and Norman—two shirtless men with sculpted abs and dangerously sexy v-lines that made ladies around watching begin to drool, to the extent some went the extra mile to begin to imagine how big their dicks are.

"Now, where is that fucker Matteo Valez...." Thomas barked before yanking the door of Michael’s open, but it was locked. Then he looked at Norman with eyes filled with mischief.

"We break down the lock..." And he nodded before using his pointed, metal-like shoe to give the door a deadly kick, which shook the whole of it, dragging it open by force. And finally, they met who they were looking for.

Mateo Valez on the floor, groaning in pain and bleeding profusely.

Adrian, who saw his brother, cursed.

"Can’t believe he is alive. Fuck you, Matt..." And Thomas and Norman stood therefore at Matt’s spot before grinning.

"Hi, Matt. Time for your appointment. You have been a bad, bad wolf..." Norman thundered as his fist cracked and moved.