Jasper was reasonably worried. "She's failed her last mission. She might try again. After all, she's still working for Jameson. We don't know what tricks she'll pull next time."

Axel snorted with a maniacal smile. "Hmph, no one could kill me."

Excruciating screams reverberated from the damp basement of The Millennium. Even Jameson's men winced as they stood guard at the door.

Inside, a gory scene unfolded. Amber was chained by the wrists and hanging from the ceiling. Her frail figure was covered only by a thin lace nightdress, the white fabric soaked in blood.

Once Jameson was tired from the whipping, he turned around and rested on the couch. He tossed the whip to Carl and downed a glass of red wine.

Carl held the whip with trembling hands. "M-Mr. Schmidt, I..."

to whip her?" Jameson snickered maliciously. Behind his blood-stained glasses hid his

the whip.

to look up. "Don't hold

he shoved Carl away and grabbed

her, he rolled and unclenched his fists multiple times. "Are you passively rebelling against

only I will decide

opened, she breathed shallowly as her face turned a purple

him at 15, she

to justify the night with Axel and the box of gastric medication, there was no way she could conceal the truth about the romantic kiss she shared with Axel. Jameson had

calm down! You're going

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