That Prince Is A Girl The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate by Kiss Leilani

Chapter 892:

Daemonikai didn’t respond. He simply lifted the bucket and poured the water directly into Zaiper’s ear.

The male jolted violently, coughing up water and blood.

Daemonikai smiled, pleased. “You really shouldn’t faint like that. It’s absolutely disrespectful.”

“Daemon… please, have mercy.” The voice was barely audible, strangled between broken breaths and pain.

Daemonikai paused and studied the broken man before him.

“Mercy.” He let the word roll off his lips. “It’s a word I’ve never heard. What does it mean?” He kicked Zaiper’s severed stump, still tied and mangled.

torment. “I’m sorry…” he gasped, tears in his swollen eyes. “I shouldn’t have done what I

ruining the mood now.” Daemonikai crouched down again. “It’s only been a month and you’re already giving up? I had wonderful

skin was pale,

for your death,” Daemonikai sighed with exaggerated drama. “They want you gone. Past, forgotten… They want you to disappear from history. I’ll

straightened, shrugging and stretching. “But when that moment comes, Zaiper, barely a sliver of life will remain in

should never… have

again. “Correct.” He took a step forward and lifted it once more. “Now.

the dark

rituals, locations, summoning spells, traps, weaknesses, hideouts. He revealed every secret,

sobbing, Daemonikai smiled with an air of

gα ℓ ησ

loudly. A sharp, broken scream that erupted from him like the last breath