Chapter 5 Demons Are Ultimately Demons
He had already given her a chance, one she refused. He admitted that the bloodthirsty urge within him was surging uncontrollably, all because of this woman intent on opposing him. But she should understand she is not a match for him.
He gestured to the man standing beside him, who appeared before her like lightning. She panicked and tried to escape, but the man swiftly restrained her hands. He took out a cold metallic object from his pocket and toyed with it in his hand; Sophie focused her gaze—it was a pair of handcuffs.
What exactly do they intend to do? Do they really plan to imprison her?
Asher Land took the handcuffs from his subordinate, his eyes showing a hint of amusement.
"This is the consequence of your disobedience."
He smiled wickedly and cuffed the cold, hard thing onto her slender wrists.
It's over, she's truly done for this time!
Without mercy, he grabbed her long hair and picked up a wine bottle from the table with his other hand. He slowly raised the bottle, pouring the crimson liquid over her head, soaking much of her clothing.
In desperation, she closed her eyes.