"Mr. Sanders, we've been trying to cut through each of the hundreds of thousands of electric wires, one by one, but..."

"What's the problem?"

"With odds of one in several hundred thousand, cutting the wrong one could electrocute Mrs. Abbott," the technician explained, his

hands trembling with the weight of potential disaster.

Beck's chest seethed with anger, cursing the mastermind behind this twisted setup for their profound scheming!

It becclear that tampering with the wiring was a dead end. The only option left was to study the structure of the basement.

Inhaling deeply, Beck's anger scorched his throat.

"I'll send more people to help out. Figure out a way to crack it sooner."

"Will do."

Meanwhile, just as the engineering team had said, the mastermind behind the surveillance was indeed watching everything.

A glass of red wine sat casually in his hand, and a plate of artfully prepared steak lay untouched on the table before him. Dining in

the surveillance room, he took perverse pleasure in watching Cynthia's face on the monitors; merely looking at her made him eat

more.

In his eyes was a mix of disgust, obsession, and schadenfreude.

If an outsider were here, they'd surely think him mad.

On the screen, Cynthia sat silently on the bed, while those who wished to aid her dared not touch her at all.

initial days of Cynthia's “training.” Every day, he dispatched five foul-smelling men

her. He watched her struggle, her rage, her humiliation as they disrobed

indeed let these men take turns attending to

took three months of torment before

touch.

to succeed, he

forced himself

than a pet, a creature he had tamed, groomed to grow exactly as per his

of imprisoning

was the final

her, as soon as she was touched, she would be

sought escape through death, which Summer of course wouldn't allow, occasionally leaking bits of information

daughter.

girl was growing up, how she might serve men

how well

in truth, Summer seldom investigated Maja's existence. Initially, Cynthia had hidden her exceptionally well, even in

and underdeveloped as Crystalbrook

Cynthia captive, there was no need for him to pursue

over the years had rendered Cynthia utterly

a pity that, after giving birth to Maja, she had her uterus removed and could no

had her

a perfect “pet” under the noses of others made him slightly unhappy, but he still took

when he dined.

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curled at his

consuming his steak, someone knocked at the door when he planned

"Sir, Christ has arrived."

Jellyfish Seal, a token commanding obedience from all

organization.

supported Cynthia and were

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