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."

calming her emotions. His eyes blazed with fury, but his voice was softly compelling. "Alright, I'll make it happen. Shall we go clean up

bathroom door; Sylvester glanced sideways and spoke with a cold tone,

exchanged glances, then bowed their heads. "Yes,

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

Mildred mobilized her forces

gang

shower, the couple stood exposed to one another, their bloodstained clothes tossed

wrapped around her waist, his right hand gently washing away the blood from her hair, her face,

feet atop his, her slender arms lightly holding him and her eyes downcast. She

Sylvester's eyes as he meticulously and tenderly

eyes reflected

first time Lela remained

have concocted playful ways

unsure of how best to comfort the

loved his kisses the