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.”

be fixed.” Harper snapped her fingers and called

a meaningful look, and the latter one went into the bathroom

soaked the cushion in the water with one hand, keeping

snapped, “You won’t get the blood stain off unless your rub the surface hard with both

a

her injured

as though the

immediately realized what was going on…There was salt in the

dirty little trick

to see her cry out in pain or–even better–get on her

the throbbing pain and the gaze on her back and kept on

just get her thumbnail almost

was hoping for,

“…Stubborn bitch!”

her breath and shot up

up this place. I am heading to

Harper stormed away.

and

she made Janet scrub the floor because she claimed that she saw Janet’s hand dripping blood onto the hardwood

a band–aid for my

condescendingly. “Band–aids aren’t for maids and

might keep dripping blood,”

replied with a nasty grin. “Oh, and you don’t want to use a vacuum. These hardwood floors are very

her upper body down to the ground all day, cleaning, wiping,

feel her legs

sore. Her back ached like

soon rough and

from time to time and

that Janet had just

so that Janet had to re–do the

Janet a whole day to get

said that she should eat anything until

night fell and the light came up

hair blown and her face

to have dinner with

trail of footprints on the

“Light those candles! Get rid of those withering roses! Bring out the best china and puff those pillows

to work

rushed to the mirror to check on her looks for the final time to make sure that her

table was set and the wine was breathing

as soon as

in the dining

waiting for him by the door in a tight–fit evening

take a single look at her carefully prepared looks for tonight and simply tossed her his heavy

She almost tripped in her

this night