Rejected No More: I Am Way Out Of Your League, Darling!

Chapter 1550

Chapter 1550:

Without another word, she strode over to Mason’s bedside.

Under a voice-activated command, the lights switched off, casting the room into a shadowy, strangely intimate atmosphere.

“Let’s go,” Mason said, shutting his eyes and soaking in the tension.

Suddenly, a flash of something cold and sharp cut through the darkness, and Mason’s eyes flew open, startled.

Shock held him in place as he gaped at Carol, completely at a loss for words. With an unfazed smile, Carol reached for a wet wipe and casually cleaned the blood from her blade. “Well? Do you like it?”

She tossed the stained wipe in the trash and picked up the bunch of white lilies, placing them by Mason’s bedside.

As she walked past Nikolas, who was still frozen in disbelief, Carol spoke in a cool, steady voice. “Come on. We’re leaving.”

thing had happened in a matter of moments. Yet Nikolas could

Carol finally made it back home, showered and changed, she found Nikolas exactly where

out

to lean back, shrinking

hand hung in the air, awkward and

then—Nikolas was afraid

from his face. He stood abruptly, his voice barely above a whisper. “Sorry. I need

in his head. Even as he tried to steady himself, his hands refused to stop shaking. Not once had

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cut off Mason’s manhood, even pausing to wipe the blade clean once she finished. Her face showed not the slightest trace of fear or remorse.

paler than the flowers

go.” It seemed as though she’d become immune to violence, unfazed by anything around

influence on both sides of Oiscoll’s law, but nothing had prepared him