WRATH OF ELIJAH WEST

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Elijah chuckled louder with a muffled voice, “You got the wrong guy, and your foolishness finally knows no bounds,” he muttered, and yelped in pain as Gusto pinned his head harder to the table.”

Daniel stroked his chin, slightly taken aback by Elijah’s sheer confidence amid challenges, or maybe he was not challenging enough for the supposed heir.

He lifted his finger, and asked Gusto to return Elijah to his initial position, and then continued dropping nasty body shots on Elijah, tearing him apart rib by rib, until Elijah could take no more of each punch, and then fell to the ground.

“I always get what I want, Elijah, and it is either you do what I want or you suffer the worst death imaginable,” Daniel said, lowering to Elijah’s eye level. His haughty eyes glistening with rage inflicted more pain on Elijah’s mental personality than every one of his punches combined.

It was only the beginning of Elijah’s nightmares, as their mind continued to traverse through a dozen unimagin