Help! the four Alpha's are obsessed with me.-Chapter 158 Mad Adrain

He jerked, thrashed so loudly and screamed while still submerged in the water, bubbles coming out in abundance and filling the bowl.

Daniel let out a malicious smile while watching the scene, a pure satisfying grin playing on his face. So this was how it feels to exact revenge on your worthless enemies. Watch them struggle for breath and air as it becomes lesser and lesser.

He continued to relish the scene till Cassian’s body dropped lifeless and Thomas heartlessly kicked him off, letting him fall on the cold floor.

His body, which was still, eyes frozen in perpetual death’s embrace, looked into the sky. Unfortunately, no salvation could come to his rescue at that critical moment.

"Now who should we kill next..." Norman said this so casually that an actual chill ran down Jack’s spine. Adrian had taught him time without numbers about true fear, but why wouldn’t he be afraid at the horrifying treatment ushered by those cursed brothers?

Daniel saw the terror in their eyes and gleamed with more vicious intent, getting a wonderful idea immediately. But before that, his eyes flashed to Nicole, who had turned from confident to an empty shell just a few hours past.

It was all a lie. She was never pregnant, but how was she going to prove to this mad Omega that she wasn’t—especially now that the damage had been done already and the news had circulated wildly around?

Mother fucker idiot... How could that prick do this to her? Matteo, one day I will get back to you even if it’s my ghost.

"Easy dear, stop shivering too much like a fried fish, like c’mon, I haven’t even touched you yet." Daniel laughed in such a malevolent way that it sent them gasping whether this was the guy they once knew.

"You must like the new me and agree that villain work sure looks good on me. Like check my list of to-die—it’s so interesting, right, Norman?" And the latter winked at Daniel, and surprisingly Daniel blushed.

Nicole Shelton was confused. How did Daniel get to know such deadly people? Like it was hard to even believe she was right before such infamous people around the world and the underground.

"This isn’t you, Daniel. Come back." Thomas interrupted her with a slap that stunned Nicole so much. Daniel then gave him a thumbs-up for putting the useless girl in her place and to think of advising him.

Nicole advising him—wasn’t that the perfect joke of them all? Like that was so ridiculous.

"Care to spice things up, Dan..." Thomas proposed, and Daniel nodded. Of course he was becoming bored...

Daniel then dropped a shocking idea on the live video. One that made the two men pause a while.

"Race for their lives. You people will chase them, and the first you catch will be killed." Daniel deadpanned.

It was chilling news, but Daniel paused and then fell into a deep laughter while pointing at their tense faces.

"I got you guys really good. So scared, isn’t it? No need to worry about that when death is so close by." He assured them quietly and exited the call before giving the boys some final instructions.

"I trust you boys make it very painful. Don’t take it easy on either of them. And when you’re done, carry Jake and Adrian away from here. I will communicate with you guys later." He then went offline, cutting the call.

As the call went off, they knew their fate was ultimately sealed. It was time to meet the grave six feet, and this time Nicole seemed to be lucky because it didn’t start from her. Instead, it went with Gregor and Greta.

Dragged forward to the ground where their knees brushed the floor, Greta cried the more, not believing that it would end this way.

"Please tamper mercy upon us. We would run, go far away where no one will see us. Please just let us go this time around."

Gbam!!

A deafening sound of a bullet echoed, and Gregor flinched as the brutal sight was shoved into his face. His twin’s head was pierced into two, the bullet still standing though on the verge of falling down.

"Gretaaaa!" he screamed loudly, watching as her skull split the more with the gunshots till she lost her balance, finally landing heavily on the floor.

"Perfect. Who is next..." Norman asked heartlessly, not giving them a chance to catch their breath. Midway, Gregor sprang up in a stupid attempt to defend himself and escape the clutches of the mad brothers.

Meanwhile, Thomas laughed at his sheer stupidity and senseless behavior before striking him with a leg kick coming at his jaw. Gregor was stunned a bit at this action, staggering back for a second.

He spat out blood, bleeding out in the process.

"Fuck you, man. One day—" Before he could complete that word, a dagger came at his throat, slicing through his neck and cutting it open in large degree, seeping out blood in the process.

He gasped and gagged continuously, moving in circles till he fell on his knees crying there, then he faced Adrian.

"Our death is in your hands, and you know my biggest regret... it’s working for you." He said this with utmost gasp and finally gave up breath, falling down dead and lifeless.

Adrian, who was spoken to, still hadn’t reacted. The only time he showed a reaction a bit was when Daniel appeared in the live video. Now that he was gone, his face was momentarily blank—an eerie mask of utter terror and fear.

His eyes locked once at the dead body of his cohort, and still, that pity and compassion didn’t show. Instead, he turned his back once more in distaste. There is one person he just wants to see, and that’s Daniel. Others before him are nothing but insignificant, objects whose lives are worth nothing to him except to be discarded.

"Mighty Adrian, how do you feel to be lowest of the low now..." Norman taunted, his grin stretching somehow wider and more eerie.

Ironically, he was one of the ones against Omega the most, only to start obsessing over one. And not only that—he was in a position where the omegas were far better than him. So alpha or not, he was a slave.

"Let go of me and see how I crush you by dismembering your body pieces by pieces, and you’re going to watch me eat it." Adrian threatened, his voice carrying venom and authority, his eyes shining with madness and vile intentions.

"Let go of this collar if you’re really the miserable, soulless twins." Adrian bet, and Thomas grinned.

"If you say so, Adrian Valez... you asked for it." And before everyone’s eyes and Greta’s bulging red eyes, Adrian’s collar fell, and the room temperature tightened instantly.