Kidnapped and Rejected – The Return of Alpha’s Luna by Moon Claw

Chapter 164

A sharp, prickling pain’shot through Janet’s body.

This hurt even more than the lashings!

Fingers were highly sensitive areas with all the nerve endings, and even more so for the nail part

Even a tiny paper cut could hurt for days, let alone shoving a bamboo splinter right under the nail!

Cold sweat drained Janet’s shirt. She couldn’t stop herself from shivering and arching her back with this extreme, harsh pain that dominated her mind.

There was noise in her head. It took her a few seconds to realize that it was the sound of her blood racing through her head.

Amidst that noise, she heard Harper’s scoffing:

“…Oh I am sorry. Was this too hard? I can be gentler…all you need to do is to beg

me.”

Janet’s chest rose and fell rapidly, her voice trembling, “…Stop…”

“That sounds forceful, rather than pleading. So maybe we ought to try again?”

Harper drew that splinter out, slowly and painfully, deliberately lengthening the time frame of this torment.

The raw texture of the bamboo made it extra torturing on the way out. It probably left some tiny fibers underneath the nail.

Janet widened her eyes.

A gasp of pain escaped her lips, “…Ah!”

A gleeful expression appeared on Harper’s lips, “So it does hurt, doesn’t it? I wouldn’t know since you haven’t said a word yourself.”

She loosened her grip.

Janet immediately took her hand back.

Blood dripped down from her fingertip and dropped to the cushion.

“Oh look at that!” Harper pointed at the blood stain with an exaggerated tone, “The color red looks good on your nails but horrible on my cushion. You should wash that, Janet.”

Janet hid her injured thumb behind her back

Her hatred towards Harper had reached a new top.

She grabbed the cushion and turned to head towards the bathroom, but Harper said behind her back:

“No, I want you to wash it here. Under my watch.”

“…There is no water.”

her fingers and called to Wendy, “Get her a

meaningful look, and the latter one went into the bathroom and soon returned with a bucket of

soaked the cushion in the water with one hand,

unless your rub the surface hard with both

took a deep

injured under

though the seemingly harmless water had just bit on

was going on…There was

trick

was waiting in high hope to see her cry out in pain or–even better–get

throbbing pain and the gaze on her back and

didn’t just get her thumbnail

was hoping

“…Stubborn bitch!”

and shot up from the

watch her clean up this place. I am heading to the salon. Can’t waste my whole day

Harper stormed away.

room and

the cushion, she made Janet scrub the floor because she claimed that she saw Janet’s hand dripping

a band–aid for my thumb?”

snorted condescendingly. “Band–aids

keep dripping blood,” Janet

keep wiping them off,” Wendy replied with a nasty grin. “Oh, and you don’t want to use a vacuum. These hardwood floors

floor and her upper body down to the ground all

feel

shoulders were sore. Her back

her hands were soon rough and chapped in the soap

from time to time

deliberately step on the part that Janet had just

footprints behind, so that Janet had to

whole day to get the floor

break because Wendy said that she should eat anything until

came up in the

blown and her face radiant

coming to have dinner

trail of footprints on

hustle!” she yelled, “Light those candles! Get rid of those withering roses! Bring out the

hurried to work

to the mirror to check on her looks for the final time to make

table was set and the wine was

as he stepped into

in the dining hall? Why make such a fuzz? What is the

him by the door in a tight–fit evening dress

look at her carefully prepared

coat. She

to make this night