My Heart only Beats for You (Natalie Godfrey) novel Chapter 1989

He raised his voice and said immediately, "Get all the soldiers to Mount Sunder now!"

Mount Sunder was a mountain range that was located at quite a distance from Nashaland.

Many years ago, a nuclear bomb had exploded and affected the whole area.

Due to the nuclear radiation in the area, lots of trees and animals in that mountain range had underwent radioactive contamination, and no one was allowed in its vicinity.

Even though a long time had passed since the event, the mountain was still deserted as people were afraid of the contamination that lingered despite the radioactive energy not being as potent as it once was.

And Hogan, who had been investigating where Tremaine was all this while, had never expected that Tremaine would be at Mount Sunder.

"Sir, this is your last chance." Lessie said to Tremaine.

After a night, Tremaine's shoulder had started to feel tight and painful as the wound had started festering.

Tremaine stared coldly at Lessie.

Lessie's eyes fell onto Tremaine's shoulder. She spoke slowly, "Your Excellency, if you still don't submit to our demands, we will continue to cut your flesh. And this time, we will do it from your wound. I believe that it will be as painful as yesterday's."

Tremaine's eyes became even icier, but he did not say a single word.

His silence angered Lessie.

Lessie laughed coldly, "Since you don't want to do this the easy way, I shall let you have a taste of pain!"

After that, 02 came in, bringing the wolf with him.

The wolf had gotten a taste of how Tremaine's flesh tasted like. When its eyes landed on Tremaine, it glimmered with hunger. If it wasn't for the leash, the wolf would have pounced on Tremaine.

Lessie took out a sharp knife.

She said, "Let me cut your flesh today. I'd like to see just how stubborn you can be!"

Pieces of flesh were cut off from Tremaine.

Lessie had specially cut him at where his wound was festered the most. Her movements were deliberately slow in order for Tremaine to feel more pain.

No matter how strong a man was, the pain of cutting off one's flesh was unbearable.

Tremaine's expression changed completely.

Big beads of sweat dripped from his forehead.

Lessie said slowly while torturing him, "Mr. Tremaine, I'm slicing your shoulder now. When I'm through with it, it will be your arms, then your thighs, and eventually, you'll only be left with your bones."

"Do you know about the slow slicing torture used back in the olden days? I heard that the executioner would cut off 2000 pieces of flesh while they were carrying out the punishment. Do you think you'll be cut into 2000 pieces of flesh as well?"

"Those who were dismembered in the olden days were luckier than you. At the very least, their skeletons can still be preserved, but yours will be devoured by a wolf!"

"Your Excellency, my request is simple. All you need to do is just make a statement about freeing the border from Nashaland's control. Your life will be saved, you won't have to suffer in pain.

Why stay stubborn? If I were you, I would choose to comply."

"This isn't the past. Now, the presidents of every country are all inconsiderate, and they make decisions based on their own selfish needs. Don't you want to at least keep a good reputation? Freeing the border will be widely objected to by your citizens, but you still get to be the country's president, and you get to enjoy life's riches. Isn't that better than throwing your life away when no one would know the reason why you'd done it?"

Tremaine could see the bones of his shoulders.

His entire body was covered in sweat.

Lessie stopped.

She knew Tremaine had reached his breaking point.