I Became His Sweetheart by Bright Eyes

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Ford sensed the sarcasm in Elijah’s words and chuckled. “Mr. Freeman, enjoy!”

Elijah lightly grunted and walked to the wall, facing it with his hands braced against it. As soon as he positioned himself, the cane whistled through the air, mercilessly striking his straightened back with a crisp sound.

“Ugh…”

Elijah gritted his teeth, his hands almost instinctively clenched into fists. Before he could process the pain from the first strike, the second one followed, then the third, landing on his back without allowing him a moment to catch his breath.

It was genuinely painful.

Due to the effects of the special drug injected into him, Elijah was much weaker, and his skin became more delicate, intensifying the sensation of pain.

The drug, known as 023, was originally designed to deal with captured criminals or enemies. who committed serious crimes. Once injected, the individual became powerless to resist, and the pain during interrogation and torture would be heightened, tormenting both body and mind to the extreme.

Never did Elijah imagine that one day, this modified version of the 023 serum would be used to torture him.

How ironic!

him back to the torment at hand. After just over twenty lashes, his white shirt was already stained with

so, Elijah endured it all, determined not to let out any humiliating cries. He bit his lower lip

the time the punishment reached forty lashes, his

Due to his now more fragile skin, several places on his back had been cut open, and blood spots stained

to feel unsteady, his legs losing control and

side, could not help but marvel at Howard’s

be both painful and incapable of killing. Moreover, as Howard intended to

his normal walking, ensuring that Sheena remained oblivious. As he contemplated this, he suddenly heard

floor, the pain causing him to lose consciousness on

expressions, exchanging glances before reluctantly seeking Ford’s guidance. “Ford, what

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the ground, asked, “How many

“Ninety,” they replied.

in admiration, finding a newfound respect for the unconscious man ite endured silently until ninety

thought, he added, “Did you guys go