Alex Wright

Yvette heartlessly lashed the men who were tied up in front of her. One look at her face, one would know what the men did had angered her to the core. Her eyes blazed dangerously, her hold on the whup tightened and she mercilessly dealt with the men. Their screams of pain echoed in the dungeon. Meanwhile, Clement sat at the corner watching her deal with them. His eyebrows were furrowed and his lips thinned.

Who sent you to Rosaline?" Yvette asked as she continued to deal with them. Her whip landed on different parts of their body. Each part it landed on peeled off and began to bleed. One of the men fell into a state of unconsciousness frightening the other.

"Will you tell me or do you also want to join him?" Yvette asked. The man kept shut, determined not to say a word to her.

"You leave me with no choice…" she beckoned on two guys who were standing at a corner. They were the guards who were in charge of the dungeon.

"Throw him into the well," She ordered coldly, even though there was