Darryl woke up in a daze; he had been unconscious for an unknown period.
The moment he opened his eyes, he felt numb all over his body. Soon, he noticed that his limbs were bound.
What?
The next second, Darryl looked around and was stunned.
He was locked in a stone room. The entire room had only one chair, and there was nothing else. The chair looked exquisite.
A beautiful and sexy woman was sitting on the chair.
She wore a red sleeveless long dress that accentuated her curves and charming features. Besides that, she had a charismatic and heroic aura. She also held a glass of wine in her hand. Her elegant appearance was rather intimidating.
A man stood next to the woman.
F*ck!
Darryl was shocked when he saw who the man was. Then, he frowned.
It was Roston, the head of Alandis guards. He was the first person to oppose Darryl's appointment as the Royal Court Knight at the banquet.
'So, he was the one who captured me?'
Darryl was upset, and his eyes were fixed on the woman again. 'Who is she? I did not see her at the banquet earlier today.'
"It's him?"
The woman scrutinized Darryl. Her red lips slightly parted, and she said, "So he was the one who single-handedly lifted the knight statue in the Royal Court?"
"Yes!" Roston nodded quickly. He was very humble and respectful toward the lady.
Darryl looked at the woman and asked, "Who are you? What do you want with me?"
Darryl could tell that the woman was Roston's higher up and also the mastermind for his abduction.
"Do you know the Blood Hand Organization?" The woman asked proudly.
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