Sexual torture

Davis's POV

Because I didn't want Helen to see the blood stains on my body or that of Grace, I had to pass through the back door into the mansion. Grace fucking Daniels just couldn't understand that I was trying so fucking hard to make this whole thing as quiet as possible. She was still screaming like a bitch.

“Grace, you keep screaming like you want Helen to come and see you covered in blood, right?”

This seemed to have worked because she immediately shut her mouth but didn't stop hitting me on the back. Her hits were hard, though, Adrianna was doing a good job with the training. But it wasn't hard enough for me to drop her half way.

Immediately we got into my room, I locked the door before throwing her on the bed. She whined when her back hit the bed, and then I remembered she had an injury on her back. She is just too stubborn, one would forget that she is supposed to be treated like an egg.

"Fuck!" I growled

“You want to kill him, don't you?” She asked with a yell. “All he did