The sound of the whip crack faded, the pleadings of Bane to mess him up were swallowed by the cold stone walls.
For a moment, there was silence. Absolute silence. But then, a new sound echoed from the hallway.
Click! Click! Click!
It was the sharp, rhythmic sound of high heels striking stone. It didn't sound like a dungeon; it sounded like a ballroom.
Leo twisted in his chains, the sharp metal edges biting into his wrists as he craned his neck to look at the doorway.
Who was it that made this soft spoken, gentle bandit to fall on his knees to this sorry state and plead for the other party to ravish his body and soul?
But unlike the brute he had anticipated, a long shadow stretched across the bloodstained floor, announcing the arrival of something far more dangerous than Bane.
And a beautiful woman stepped into the light.
'Damn,' Leo couldn't help but think in his head.
She was breathtaking.
[Your mouth is wide open, Master!]
