A world which nanobots can repair the human body. Landed in the hands of the most cunning and devious underworld king. Many have died attempting to steal it, but only one has survived because the ruthless leader was smitten by her beauty.
The intent...
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My pupils are constricted. Charles's body is in front of me, and I can feel tears streaming down my cheeks as well. I'm feeling a lot of pressure about what's about to happen to me. My mind is already preparing for the agony that is about to occur to me. I'm sure he didn't subject me to watch all those tortures these past days for nothing.
Finally, the back of his finger brushes against my wet cheeks. My body has been trained well from flinching his touch. "Baby, look at me." As I open my eyes to look at him, he commands, slowly cupping my cheeks with both of his hands. The only thing I could utter with a slight tone.
"I'm sorry."
"I understand. Let's blame it on your hormones." Charles responds as he removes the rifle from my grasp. His whole demeanour was so calm as if he knew that I didn't have in me to do it.
He issues an air swipe command, and a group of people rushes in—plating meals and setting the table.
The only time he was able to calm my nerves a little bit is when he passed the rifle to one of the assistants, packing it right away in a box but not before disassembling it into three parts in less than a minute.
This just goes to show that he has skilled people who could easily murder his brother Peter, but why would he want his brother's blood on my hands? What is this sick game he's up to again?
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Once I was seated, I slid off the short heels that he'd been forcing me to wear lately, just in case I needed to flee for my life in an extreme situation.
Another command from him was to "eat." He took a seat next to me. I can hear him slicing the rare cooked meat into tiny pieces in the air. The scent of it somehow makes me nauseous.I took a glass of water to drink before I vomit entirely. I'm too numb to eat anything right now. I still feel the slight cool dots sensation crawling all over my face.
