Captivated by the Ruler of the Underworld

Chapter 173 Tenderness Reserved for Sylvester

As the head rolled away, Lela watched John's lifeless body. Her eyes reddened, yet a laugh escaped her lips.

It wasn't enough! Not nearly enough!

A person like him deserved to be tormented to death.

Sylvester saw the intense hatred lingering in Lela's eyes, his left hand trembling slightly as he quickly embraced her. "Lela, do you feel better now?" She shook her head. "Not yet."

Not minding the blood that covered her, Sylvester picked Lela up. "Okay, let me handle what's next, alright?"

Lela tilted her head, her cold gaze shifting from John's figure to Sylvester, smiling innocently but with chilling undertones. "Okay."

She then pointed to two figures in the bathtub. "And those two."

Sylvester looked deeply into her eyes, ready to fulfill any request. With his lips barely parted, he whispered, "Alright."

A cold smile played on Lela's lips as she wrapped her arms around Sylvester's neck. "Sylvester, I want the powers behind them crumbled too."

voice was softly compelling. "Alright, I'll make it happen. Shall we go clean up now?" The dirty blood on her skin

Sylvester glanced sideways and spoke with

glances, then bowed

Lela back to their room to clean up while Ethan immediately ordered a lockdown of the top floor of the hotel, barring outsiders from

mobilized her forces and headed to John's

gang in Cove

stood exposed to one another, their bloodstained clothes tossed aside into

right hand gently washing away the blood from her hair,

feet atop his, her slender arms

of desire in Sylvester's eyes as he meticulously and

eyes reflected nothing

was the first time Lela remained silent in his

in similar moments, she would have concocted

unsure of how best to comfort the little one he

Lela loved his kisses the