It was a luxury hotel on the other side of the city.
There were groans of pleasure from the bed, where a man and a woman intertwined together.
A few hours later, the man left for the bathroom, while the woman left on the bed was tainted with bloodstains, in an awkward status.
Scattered around the bed were tools, which made the woman suffer and become a broken rag doll.
When the man came out from the bathroom, the woman was putting on her clothes painstakingly, "It seems that I did not work hard enough since you have the strength to put on your clothes."
That devel-like voice reminded the woman of what she had suffered.
Only God knew how she survived, and a promise from the man was the driving force for her persistence.
"I will help, only if you don't blackout," he whispered in her ear like a demon.
The woman heard of his eccentricity and prepared herself mentally before seeking his help.
"I won't."
"Well, I have some new tools, and you can try."
The torture lasted for hours. And the man made her hover between life and death by what was supposed to be a pleasure.
The man had a strong sadi*m. He enjoyed abusing his sex partner. And the woman, a stranger to Masochi*m, managed to survive in this violence.
There were numerous times when she would like to end her life; however, she couldn't as she had to avenge, so she had to live!
"Bradley, I didn't pass out. My mother..." The woman dragged her feet toward the man. Given the man's eccentricity, she knelt by the man's feet directly.
"As I promised, I will get your mother out. You are the toughest woman I've ever known. As a reward, I allow your staying to serve me." The man lifted her chin frivolously.
It was a terrifying and gratifying offer for most women. Staying with this man meant wealth and rank, but no one knew how many perverted moves this man would demand on the bed.
And whatever his demands must be satisfied; otherwise, one would regret having been born if Bradley got pissed off.
There in the woman's eyes was light, which suggested she wanted to live on. She had been to hell and back for once, and numerous unknown perverted abuses awaited her if she agreed to stay.
But without assistance, how could she avenge after getting her mother out? Maybe Bradley was the best help she could get for revenge.
"What, you refuse?" Looking down at the woman who bit her lips tightly, Bradley understood how she felt. He loosened his grip, "I never force a woman to stay. You can leave now. About your mother, I am as good as my words."
Although perverted in some aspect, Bradley would keep his word.
"No, I would love to serve you." The woman held Bradley's thigh tightly, "Master."
Her words pleased Bradley greatly. Bradley pinched her chin again, "Well, you are under my wing. What's your name?"
"My name is Renee Xia." Renee forced a smile on the face, though her body ached all over.
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