Chapter 771

Ashlynn's neck was frozen, she did not dare to move at all, and her entire body was shaking involuntarily. She was so afraid that her movements were too big that the fingers would cut into her artery like a knife.

This was all because she understood how terrifying Salvatore could be.

"Salvatore…" Ashlynn's voice was trembling.

Corentin carried her up impatiently while ignoring her pleas.

Ashlynn did not have any ability to resist him carrying her into the mansion at all, as she was utterly immobilized in his arms.

He tossed her onto the bed.

"Ah!" Ashlynn yelped as she fell onto the bouncy bed.

Her ankles felt cold and she squirmed a little, but she could not get out of Corentin's hold.

Corentin held her by the ankles with such a tight grip she could barely move them.

Corentin looked at the wounds on her feet, his fingers caressing them gently as he said, "Broken."

Ashlynn looked at the perverted Corentin, other than the fear in the pit of her stomach and the tears str