Chapter 228

The Old Mansion.

Basement dungeon.

Calling it a warehouse was a bit of a misnomer because, in reality, it was a cell.

One wall of the cell was adorned with a variety of torture devices.

Hamilton entered, a look of discomfort briefly crossing his face. He stifled the wave of nausea rising in his throat and stepped into one of the cells.

Victor was restrained in the center of the cell.

His torso was bare, marked with streaks of blood.

As soon as Hamilton walked in, Victor managed a laugh.

"Hamilton, I gotta say, I didn't think you'd be this protective of her!"

Hamilton's face remained expressionless.

He glanced at Victor, then walked over to a wall, picked up a whip, and dipped it into a nearby bucket before Victor could react. With a swift motion, he lashed out with the whip! The first strike tore open the skin.

Victor screamed in pain.

"Hamilton, you son of a "

Before he could finish his sentence, another lash cut through the air.

Victor's screams echoed through the basement dungeon.

When Ronin and Killian arrived, Victor was a bloody mess.

Ronin choked on his own breath for a moment, then turned aside to retch.

Hamilton glanced at him, then tossed the whip aside.

He signaled Killian with a look, "Wake him up."

Killian nodded and splashed a bucket of ice water over Victor.

Victor came to, his eyes filled with sheer terror.

"Hamilton, for the love of our years of camaraderie, spare me, will you? I'll never touch her again, I swear!"

a cigarette and simply stood

truly understood the meaning of

realized he

afraid of crossing the Henkel

these years, you think you're just getting to know

again and aimed for Victor's lower

filled the air

again, Hamilton dropped the whip and walked

a doctor, don't let him die. From

Killian quickly agreed.

Hamilton, his upbringing under Mason's protective wing having shielded

were outside that he finally managed to

what

his face pale, Ronin fought down the bile rising in his

care of

Hamilton's eyes turned colder.

Natalia right now. Ronin, don't drag her

Hamilton before finally asking,

Hamilton's gaze darkened.

worry less about

don't know about the matchmaking your old man forced on you in the hospital? Can you really offer her a future?" Hamilton's expression turned even more grim, "That's none of

he stepped into his

sitting on the edge of the

night were a blur,

down by Victor, then Hamilton seemed

And after that?

body

with used condoms was a

Was it Hamilton?

opened, and Natalia froze, tears instantly streaming down her

entered, her eyes brimming with

are you feeling?

was barely a

embrace her, "Don't be scared, it's all over

memory of Victor enough

while for her to calm down enough to ask, "How did you

in the air before Scarlett replied, "Hamilton called

gripping

was Hamilton

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