Chapter 268

Swinging the small whip in her hand, Miley took slow, deliberate steps toward me. "I thought you were tough, but you seem to enjoy this. No wonder Sophia doesn't like you yet still keeps you around." A faint flush crept up my face. I shot her a glare, embarrassed. "I… I don't have the strength to stand right now." Hearing that, she let out a burst of laughter, completely amused. "That's fine. I'll help you onto the bed. I, for one, have plenty of strength to spare." She stepped closer with a bright, almost gleeful smile, tightening her grip on the whip. Just as I feigned innocence, she lashed out. "Ah!" I couldn't stop the sharp cry that escaped me. Disgust churned in my gut, but I forced a faint trace of excitement onto my face. When she saw my reaction, her smirk deepened. "That's it—scream for me!" She stepped in closer and snapped the whip again. She wasn't holding back. The whip sliced across my arm, opening another wound. The searing pain spread instantly, but I couldn't