Chapter 16

Lucien's POV: I banged my fist on the table, and groaned in pains. Actually, my fist hasn't been treated ever since I bruised it. "I'm bittered, Lucien" Lady Delia started, and her words made me so angry. I know how peaceful Lady Delia is, and she hardly gets angry. Whatever it is that made her angry must be so brutal that she even called me by my first name. "Tell me what the problem is, Lady Delia? Who is the reason for your bitterness?" I roared in anger. "No one else but your favorite s*x slave. She's the reason why my heart is bittered, she has bitten more than she can chew, and I want her to be punished" Lady Delia grumbled. "My Mistress? What did she do that made you so angry?" I asked with furrowed eyebrows. "She's punishing the new slave brutally. She's making the guards treat her like garbage when she's done nothing wrong" She reported, and I smirked remorselessly. Emery's POV: I watched the guards burn her feet with the fire, and I was so happy. Her feet were already so brui