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I asked as I searched for any signs of my brother’s presence. Then my eyes teared up at the sight of him carrying the limp, battered body of Leanna in his arms – embracing her protectively.
“Ready the chopper.”
No one uttered a word as everyone knew not to aggravate my bother in his current state.
A Week Later
In an unknown island at an underground facility ten meters deep.
I groaned and gritted my teeth to stop myself from screaming as I continued to endure while my back burned in pain from being hammered by whips.
I felt my skin torn, and I knew it would leave a scar.
I didn’t care.
This punishment was light.
Compared to what the others have suffered.
This is light.
I deserved this.
My wrists were tied by chains screwed on the ceiling with nothing but my underwear on as the burning pain of lashes assaulted my back continuously.
I deserved this.
Just imagining what would happen if Leanna did get killed–!
I clenched my teeth and hardened my jaw, readying myself for another whipping.
Then the door opened, and my eyes squinted, quickly adjusting to the light.
Tears welled up in my eyes at hearing my brother’s cold, indifferent voice.
“Young master, her fifty whips are not–!”
“I said. Release. Her.”
Before I knew it, I was freed from the chuckles and fell on the cold floor – sobbing as I lowered my head.
I hated it if I was being weak before my brother.
I could feel his intense eyes looking down at me before he quietly turned around to leave.
I was surprised at my sudden panic voice.
My body crawled towards him and embraced his leg before I could even think.
“Brother. I’m sorry! If something happened to Leanna… I… I…”
My brother just stared at my weak self for some time before I felt something warm and comfortable on my shoulders – it was his jacket.
“If Leanna…. died… I’ll follow her.”
I felt my brother’s hand on my chin as he forced me to meet his cold frosty eyes.
“There will be no next time, Estela.”
Then he was gone.
I knew what he meant. He couldn’t always rescue me from our grandparents’ wrath. By interfering with my punishment just now, I’m sure our grandparents would take this opportunity to force him into something as compensation.
I clenched my hands and bit my lip.
“Hello, Zhander, can we postpone our date until next time?” I said while I tried not to wince from pain at my aching, burning back.
Three already finished cleaning and applying the salve and bandaged my back.
I knew even with the ointment it would still leave some scars, after all, my skin was not that young anymore.
It was a good thing that we have pale skins, the scars wouldn’t be noticeable, at least if you didn’t stare intently at it.
You know, just encase Zhander rips my dress.
“What’s the matter? Are you alright?”
I heard the worry in his voice. He was probably wondering why I suddenly wanted to postpone our date when it was me who always pestered him about it.
“Uhm… I’m having back problems at the moment and…”
“What? What’s wrong with your back? Did you already have it check? What did you do to hurt your–!”
“Zhander.” I cut him off as I chuckled, imagining him pacing around, panicking in his office.
“I’m alright. Don’t worry. It’s just… I did some extreme exercise. The doctor said it will heal a week from now.”
I didn’t lie.
I just didn’t tell him the whole truth.
“Are you sure? We can go to the doctor once more right now–”
“I’m sure. Don’t worry too much. I assure you. I’m fine.”
Thanks to my brother who rescued me on time. At least, I won’t be bedridden for days.
“Of course I worry. You’re my girl, Estela…”
“Zhander, you know, my doctor said that nude photos of someone I love will heal my aching back quickly.”
….hang up on me?
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