Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

Chapter 132 A Lethal Siren in Disguise

Cicery never cared for cheap shots. As Josh's eyes betrayed his naked desire, she lunged swiftly. Kneeling down with clear rubber gloves, Cicery gripped Josh's head and twisted with force. His jaw unhinged with a crisp "snap". He couldn't react in time.

Pain shot through his chin, but before he could retaliate, it was too late. Cicery swiftly pulled a gold hairpin from her locks, releasing a cascade of ebony hair that seemed to steal souls. The hairpin's smooth, sharp sound rang as death's knell in Josh's ears.

In the next instant, the pointed tip of the hairpin sliced deep across both of Josh's wrists. Bright crimson blood sprayed, drawing a perfect arc through the air and staining the hot spring with florid blooms.

Cicery watched the hues of blood spread, but the pink was insufficient; she craved a more vivid expanse.

Blood sprayed across her beautiful face, diffusing over her sublime features as mist wafted around the surreal hot spring.

sound came out. He wanted to fight back,

was no enchanting nymph; she was the embodiment of a deadly warrior spirit. With his jaw detached, he wanted to plead for help, but

muffled grunt through

throat. The pointed end of a golden hairpin leisurely traced patterns on his neck, sending shivers of terror through his

the fear swimming in Josh's eyes. She smiled,

I was just going to take your legs," she

stared back at Cicery-one part rage, one part defiance, and a touch of confusion. Kind-hearted as she was, Cicery decided to clear his doubts, lest he die wondering. Even an assassin has her moments

word sharper than

in pressure, Josh felt a stinging