Family on Their Knees Heart Turned to Ice novel Chapter 828

Bella's voice remained ice-cold, dripping with absolute contempt. "Get on your knees. Crawl to me."

Lucas stood frozen in shock. Kneel?

Sure, he had serviced clients with dominant streaks before. He had knelt during certain acts.

But kneeling and crawling across the room?

He knew she had twisted preferences, but he hadn't expected it to go this far.

"Ms. Ward... is this the kind of roleplay you're into tonight?"

"Are you deaf?" Bella snapped, her eyes flashing with dangerous hostility. "Who gave you permission to question me? Kneel and crawl, or get the hell out. Pick one."

Lucas's mind raced. He thought about Debbie Harris and her bottomless pockets. He knew full well that Debbie's gambling funds were mostly coming straight from Bella.

Bella was the real cash cow.

Making a split-second calculation, he dropped to his knees against the cold hardwood floor and slowly began crawling toward her.

As he moved forward, Bella's voice floated down from above, devoid of any humanity. "When I give an order, you obey it immediately. Don't ever make me repeat myself."

Lucas opened his mouth to agree, but before the words could leave his throat, a sharp crack split the air.

He didn't even see where the riding crop came from.

"Ms. Ward, wait, I still have to service Deb—"

*CRACK.*

The heavy leather bit viciously into his bare back before he could finish the sentence.

Despite her slender frame, Bella swung with a terrifying, unhinged strength. The sheer force of the blow made Lucas's entire body violently shudder. A blinding, searing pain ripped through his nerves.

Bella knew he was Debbie's current plaything. She knew she shouldn't leave marks. But she didn't care. She had expensive ointments that could fade the bruises in a matter of days.

She didn't aim for his hands either, but when a particularly agonizing blow fell, he instinctively reached back to protect himself, catching the leather across the back of his hand.

"Who told you to block it?" Bella screamed, her voice bordering on hysterical. "And keep your mouth shut unless I tell you to speak!"

Lucas gritted his teeth, swallowing the agonizing groans, enduring the absolute nightmare.

For nearly half an hour, the rhythmic crack of leather echoed in the suite. Bella only stopped when her arms trembled from exhaustion, her chest heaving as she finally lowered the crop.

She turned her back to him, pulling a slim cigarette from a case and lighting it with a shaking hand. Without a word, she picked up a high-end designer bag from the armchair and threw it onto the floor in front of him.

"Sell it."

Lucas knew luxury goods. One glance told him the bag was an exclusive, limited edition. Even on the secondhand market, it was worth a fortune.

Still, given the sheer brutality of the beating he had just endured, handing over a used purse felt somewhat cheap. It didn't entirely match the astronomical payday he had envisioned in his head.

But beggars couldn't be choosers. While Bella wasn't tossing stacks of raw cash at him tonight, he knew exactly how deep her pockets ran. He wasn't about to let this golden goose fly away.