Chance of Escape

"No, darrel!" Noora screamed hysterically at the scene where darrel's already unmoved body was thrown into a huge den of lions, as if she was trying to save the figure in the video.

Seeing all that made Lord vilante lift the corners of his lips arrogantly, his two fingers of his hand slowly clenched between noora's cheeks.

His gaze was sharp with a cold expression, with a flat expression without any compassion, regardless of whether the prisoner was a woman.

"That is the result of her daring to approach Bella, to my little girl!"

"And what of you that almost killed my little girl, what punishment do I give you?" whispered Lord vilante beside noora's ear.

She even froze instantly at the sound of Lord vilante's whisper sounding so horrible in his ear, and his body began to sweat. Noora began to imagine what Lord vilante would do to her.

"Why are you silent, miss? Didn't you seem too eager to ask for release?"

"Where is your courage?" said Lord vilante so sarcastically.

Noora he