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!"

cigarette and simply stood there, watching

the first time, Victor truly understood the meaning

the first time he realized he never

of crossing the Henkel

you think you're just getting to

again and aimed for Victor's lower

the

dropped the whip and walked out with

die.

Killian quickly agreed.

upbringing under Mason's protective wing having shielded him

they were outside that he finally managed to stop

what Mr. Joyner called

his face pale, Ronin fought down

just take care of him in

Hamilton's eyes turned colder.

business? The face of Ron Group is Natalia right now.

glared at Hamilton before

Hamilton's gaze darkened.

should worry less

know about the matchmaking your old man forced on you in the hospital? Can you really offer her a future?" Hamilton's expression

he stepped into

already woken up in her room, sitting on the edge of the bed, her

of the previous night were a

by Victor, then Hamilton seemed to

And after that?

body covered in bruises, the pain and soreness

filled with used condoms

Was it Hamilton?

door suddenly opened, and Natalia froze,

her eyes brimming with

you feeling? Are you

voice was barely a whisper,

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

uncontrollably, the memory of Victor enough to haunt

calm down enough to ask,

hung in the air before Scarlett replied, "Hamilton

gripping the

it was Hamilton last

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