Chapter 425: Cold-Blooded, Cruel

In a ruined side hall, a blonde beauty with delicate features was bound to a cross. Pain twisted her face. Her robe, meant to conceal her proud curves, had been torn to shreds, exposing the swell of her chest barely held by a black bra, along with long, straight, pale legs. That body, once flawless and incendiary, had been viciously ruined. Bloody lash marks crisscrossed her thighs and torso. Worse still, black, hardened chains had pierced straight through her hands, fresh red blood dripping without...