Sebastian was weak and worried at the same time. It was days since Rokko had kidnapped him and still he was yet to hear any thing concerning Elena. He had questioned Rokko a million times about Elena but all Rokko would give as a reply was a blow to his nose or a hard whip on his back.
Rokko had him tied to a chair and at interval would come to inject Sebastian with sleeping meds which made him weak each day, coupled with the fact that he wasn’t eating nor having any water to drink.
As always, while Sebastian was deep in thoughts, thinking of what to do, Rokko came in with a sinister smile plastered on his face.
“If it isn’t my baby brother Sebastian.” Rokko said.
Sebastian glared hard at him. It was true Rokko was quite older than him with three years as an age difference but at the s
