61. Just Give Up

Lucy’s POV

"No, no, no! Oh, I beg of you... please..."

He cracked a wicked grin and said, "This is not enough for what Arman did to my brother!"

Then he pressed the hot iron against my wrist and I screamed in pain.

Then I kicked him out of the way and rolled around on the floor while still being tied and sitting in the wooden chair. I moved around so much that he kicked me several times, and the pain made it so bad I thought I couldn't breathe.

He pulled my hair and untied my rope. Then he hit me in the face with a hard blow and said, "You don't know much about the man you love. What he did to my brother was much worse! Besides killing him, he abused him in a cruel and heartless way!"

He threw me to the ground, took out a knife, and cut my upper back. I sent out a piercing scream, pleading for mercy, expressing my anguish, and praying for someone to save me.

This is hell.

“P—Please…”

“Oh, you’re so pathetic, Lucy. Where’s your hero now? He can’t even find you—”

I was startled