Anything but Normal

(Okay these few chapters is were it starts to get MATURE and a bit GORY. This is where young viewers, and anyone one else that doesn't like mature content should turn back.)

After the night Isabelle broke in, the boy's were trying to get back to normal. None of them talked about it, but being in that office just kept pulling them back. Each potential business partner that came through those doors got sent home, sent packing. They were looking for someone worth having around. Someone with a backbone, someone like her, but nobody took the cake.

They even invited girls over, and watched the women drink wine, getting drunk falling all over them. Then they would fuck the women, but it wasn't good enough. Not anymore, each women was sent home unsatisfied just as they felt. To tell you the truth their life was anything but Normal.

The most normal they ever got was when they would find someone who betrayed them. Torture was used, and most of thier enemy's died. It gave them some sort of comfort, she hadn't fully destroyed them. They were still strong, and still as much ruthless as they had been.

Until one day it was just to much. Cole worked in his office the same one that Isabelle had been in not to many nights ago. The other two were down the hall. He just sent yet another high paying business go, but he didn't care to much. Not until the man left.

When the guy left, the chair had gotten caught on the rug. he would just get a new rug, he could buy the exact same rug just different size, but he knew he couldn't isabelle touched it. She touched many things in the office, and everytime he was in there he grew tempted to get a DNA test on something. He had many people in his corner he could find her before the day was out if he wanted to. If he truly wanted to he would have her address, where she worked, and her name in less than an hour, but he was trying to stay away. He was trying to protect her. Multiple times he would hold that camera that looked like a book it held her tears, and her trust. The rug, that rug once had a folder that tore her apart. Whatever was in that folder could destroy her life, and he wanted to destroy it first.

BEEP, BEEP, BEEP went the front desk phone. "Yes Mr. Hanson?"

"Can you tell Chase and Dylan to come into my office."

"Sir they are both in a meeting."

"Tell them to end it!" Cole growled without meaning to.

"Yes Sir sorry Sir."

He could hear the fear in her voice, and he felt bad. He liked to use fear on people who liked destroying others. He liked fear to blackmail bad people. He didn't like hurting the good. It took about ten minutes for both Dylan and Chase to be pulled out of their meetings, and join Cole. By the time they had gotten there he was fuming.

"You come when I call you, do you understand?" Showing his wolfish fangs both Chase and Dylan became curious of what was going on.

"Sorry cole what happened?" Dylan tried to lighten the mood.

"What happened is you guys are late!"

Then Chase saw the folder on the table. Isabelle ended up putting the folder back where she found it. Put everything back to where it was. Just like everything else she had touched they couldn't, well most of them couldn't. Many times Chase saw Cole holding the book. The chair, his desk if it was him he would have replaced it all. No that was a lie, he couldn't have done that. He hadn't met her in person, and he was glad. It was probably the only thing saving him from what Cole was going through.

"What was in here?" But Cole didn't look up at the others. Instead kept his head down at the folder.

Neither Chase or Dylan responded, Dylan scratched his throat, and Chase shoved his hands in his pockets. Both knowing there would be consequences if Cole had to say it again. Sitting down Chase looked at Dylan in a way that was telling him he had to do it.

Dylan wondered why it had to be him, but he knew the answer to that. He had left the folder there, not only that but he handled that whole situation.

Dylan hesitated to tell Cole but eventually did. "The papers in that folder were about a dinner party." tlTrying to focus on anything else but Cole.

Cole lifted his eyebrow like he had no clue what Dylan was talking about. The dinner party, Cole thought for a moment and then with a quick motion sent everything on his desk flying, as his hand came across each item.