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

it back home, showered and changed, she found Nikolas exactly where she’d left him, lounging on the sofa

Carol reached out her hand

was to lean back,

in the air, awkward and uncertain, before she quietly pulled it

then—Nikolas was afraid

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

his head. Even as he tried to steady himself, his hands refused to stop

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once she finished. Her face showed not the slightest trace of fear or remorse. She had set the white lilies beside Mason’s twisted, pain-stricken face with

even paler than

It seemed as though she’d become immune to violence, unfazed by anything

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