My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

I did not dare ask if they had already been sent to the operating table. I could only ask about their safety and wellbeing.

Tiago ignored my brewing emotions, cocking his eyebrows as he replied, "Why don't you go look!"

He was not being nice and this was no special privilege. He knew that no one could ever face their friends suffering right in front of them and not be broken by what they saw.

I shook my head instinctively and wanted to refuse, but Tiago said, "You don't have to be so quick to say no. This could be the last time you'll ever see them. Of course, if their operation is a success, you can talk to them all you like on your way back home, but only under the condition that they are successful."

I shivered, uncertain. "Are you saying they haven't gone through the procedure yet?"

He raised his eyebrows and said, "We need to do some tests on the women who are sent here. Well only let them go through when the results are out. According to the schedule, that'll be soon." Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"I want to see them!" I yelled as my voice trembled a little.

Tiago gave Westin a look and gestured for him to lead me.

as I walked along the long path full of operation rooms, full of

helplessly. It was a suffocating feeling. The air felt like it

walking around here. Westin gave me a look

was a hot spring pool inside, with many rooms with glass partitions next to it, all locked. In them were several naked women huddled

I asked, trying to suppress my wild

said

women in the glass room were all conscious and aware of their surroundings. When they saw someone come in,

also bolder women who openly flashed their attractive

made sense. If they could gain Westin's favor, they would have a chance of survival, at the very

he didn't seem interested at all. He didn't even look, and took me directly to the other

on them, I

from. It turned out that the four of them had had their long hair cut off, and were now locked in

gone. They looked at me. Their eyes reddened as they pleaded,

over to

the hot spring