APOLLO’s P.O.V."Stop hurting my wife!" I snarled.As they witnessed Beatrix being torn apart, left only in her underwear, they began to whip her.God..."Hit me instead," I said.Dad looked at me, unsure if I was truly confident in my request.I repeated, "Hit me instead of her. I will be her shield."Dad approached me, walking closer. "You're skinny. Will you be able to endure my lashes?" he asked.With unwavering confidence, I stared directly into his eyes."Yes, I can. Just don't harm my wife," I asserted.Dad chuckled, a mocking laugh escaping him."Stop pretending already. I've caught you, alright?"I simply nodded, urging him to stop spewing nonsense and start striking me. I tightly embraced Beatrix."No... I can handle—" she attempted to protest."Shhh," I interrupted, gently running my fingers over her lips. "I'll protect you.""Oh, no, no, no!" Dad exclaimed. "You must remove your clothes as well, Apollo. How can I fully enjoy seeing you in pain?"Without uttering a word, I
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