Resurrecting the Genius Within

Chapter 352 Torture

Finished

Jim returned the bread to its plate, sliding it aside, and rose to fetch Maria’s whip from the nearby table. With a flick of his wrist, he cracked the whip, eyeing the array of torture implements adorning the walls.

“I’m thinking about soaking your whip in saltwater and delivering a daily flogging. Of course, I’ll summon a physician afterward. I won’t allow you to die so easily.

“Give me a moment. I think an idea is coming up.” Jim circled behind Maria.

“Ah, yes. I remember now. You’ve been quite helpful in sourcing women for me, so naturally, I’ll treat you. with some respect.

Maria’s expression shifted subtly.

Returning to face her, Jim concealed the whip behind his back, leaning in with a menacing grin.

“Considering your gender, I’ll exercise some leniency. Just tell me your preferences, and I’ll ensure my selections meet your satisfaction.”

Maria’s sole desire was to obliterate the man before her.

With a sudden movement, she jerked her head back and then, with a surge of energy, delivered a forceful headbutt to Jim.

A dull thud echoed through the room.

Jim stumbled backward, feeling as though his soul teetered on the brink of escape.

His senses reeled, vision blurring, cars ringing. But as the haze cleared, he found himself facing Maria, tears of pain welling up, his forehead burning with embarrassment, teeth clenched to hold back the tears until his eyes and nose flushed crimson.

Gingerly, Jim reached to touch his reddened forehead, muttering, “Impulsive little girl.”

Maria stood her ground. “Your threats won’t intimidate me. Kill me if you will! I’m not scared of you!”

Jim countered, “There’s no need to hurry. Every instrument on these walls is reserved for you. Once we’ve exhausted those, the leopards will have their turn.”

of being fed to the leopards, Maria’s

me dearly. Torture me, and he and my family will

expression twisted into a sneer. “Your family’s affection? I don’t see it. In Everthorn, your uncle aimed. to crase you. Were it not for my intervention,

ruthless and devoid of compassion. They’d stab each other in the

me. You’re crazy for someone your

Maria’s tear–filled eyes, halting his advance, cautious of her

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twice, shame on me.

head–on,

97%.

Finished

floor, took Maria’s whip, and warned, “Consider yourself lucky today. But next

location but found her in the company of Melissa. He

could proceed, his father’s

to see

calmly. There’s no need to hurry.”

evening, armed with a whip. Jim returned to the underground

got out of the elevator approached

of his father’s men aiming a gun at Maria’s head.

met the man’s gaze

“Hold it!”

man poised to shoot, Jim

disarmed the man. “Who gave you

countenance darkened slightly.

woman has wronged you so deeply that even extreme measures wouldn’t quench

men, leave. You’re not to

“Got it”