The door on the balcony opened, and a tall figure slowly walked in from the balcony.

Magnus's pupils contracted instantly, the scar on his forehead becoming

ferocious: "How did you get in here?"

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly felt a numbness at the back of his neck and immediately lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, it was from the cold.

He was wearing just a pair of boxer shorts, his hands and feet were bound, and the sea breeze was chilling him.

Only then did he notice that he was on the deck.

Magnus's face turned ugly. He twisted his face, which was pressed against the deck, and saw Lukas standing on the deck.

Magnus's expression became distressed, and he asked, "Lukas Strakovski, what do you want to do?"

red wine. He looked

a hint of panic. "Strakovski, I'm telling you. This

the deck and sitting down, taking a sip of wine. He lazily raised his eyelids and glanced

confused and uncertain. "Are you really doing this out of

try? Just a word of caution, if you don't have enough evidence to bring me

expression changed dramatically. "Strakovski, you're

otherwise he wouldn't have dared to bully

once you were thrown inside, there

other inmates, they might not spare you, especially those who

got into fights, provoked trouble, or even committed murder, you might never get a chance to step out

Strakovski had that

sense of low pressure, as if the entire deck's temperature had

and suffocating. "When you

the situation. His face changed dramatically: "Strakovski, are you doing this because of Miss

waste time with him. He waved his hand, and two

blood-chilling tone, ordered, "Drain his blood and throw

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255