Chapter 63: Jocelyn Casson

"Y-You are..." Keaton's voice made Caleb tremble uncontrollably. Keaton sneered. "Do I need to tell you who I am?" Thud! Caleb, who had been enjoying a massage from a beautiful woman, instinctively dropped to his knees off the bed. That voice was unmistakable. The nightmare from his memories surged back into his mind. Those countless days of kneeling and washing feet were the most humiliating part of his life. He thought he had escaped that place and would never reencounter this demon in...