The Love that Never Really Dies

By the time Jonathan woke up, Sebastian was on the verge of passing out due to the exhaustive training regimes he had to endure.

Although he had his fair share of combat training back in the day, those were nothing as compared to the intensive training the militants had to go through on a daily basis.

As a corporate player, he spent most of his time in his office, perusing countless types of documents to ensure the running of the company.

In other words, there was no way he could get used to the training regimes of the militants in such a short span of time.

Sebastian was completely drenched in sweat after the hectic session. He lay on the ground and insisted on taking a break.

The platoon leader rushed to his side and ordered, “Hurry up and bring yourself up! We still have ten laps to go!”

Sebastian got himself ready for the worst and asked, “Why don’t you just take me out?”

The platoon leader was rendered speechless by his reply. It was then Jonathan showed up and asked, “How many laps have it been?”

“Twenty!”

“What about the rest of the training regimes?”

“A total of fifty push-ups, thirty minutes of plank, and fifteen sets of burpee!” the platoon leader reported on Sebastian’s progress when he heard Jonathan’s question.

be told, it was considered an impressive feat for an ordinary man. The platoon leader thought the

accomplished most of the training regimes apart from the thirty laps of run

and leave them alone. He wasn’t particularly irked since he was of the same idea

of Sebastian and remarked, “Can’t you even keep up with an ordinary training regime? What the heck

himself up and yelled, “You are in no position

in front of him, he started emanating an intimidating presence, indicating he had been holding a strong grudge

of being on the verge of losing his cool, he suppressed the

just go ahead and finish your breakfast. I have another mission for you once you finish

way through the woods early in the morning. Sebastian thought he had been seeing things and thought

mind messing with me again! There’s no way a murderer is regarded

rough morning and being tortured by Jonathan made it to the rest

when they found

of relief, Colton, Charles’ brother, asked with his chest held high, “If that’s the case, is it safe to assume we don’t have to be afraid

taking it easy since there wasn’t

the maniac has taken those at Jade Court out in one night? How are we supposed to let

questions. She was none other than Jocelyn, Tiffany’s mother, the mistress of

they recalled how Connor’s son had passed because

letting him off the hook when he’s a shame of the

to kill him for the sake of