Chapter 347 Dark Shura's Bounty
“Are you lecturing me?”
Without warning, Mona unfurled the whip coiled around her waist.
Juan Yates’ pupils shrank. “What do you think you’re doing?”
Mona did not answer, but only harrumphed, “Hmph.”
With a flick of her whip, she flung the crutch right out of Juan’s hand, then dragged him over to the bedroom.
“Boss, save me,” Juan howled in despair.
But Tyr Summers and the others remained stationary, unmoving. There were times when one would have to pay for their sins.
It was not quite convenient for Juan to move for now, but if he encountered a life-threatening situation, he would naturally be able to defend himself against Mona. But, how could she possibly endanger his life?
From within the bed chambers, came Juan’s blood-curdling screams.
While Tyr and the others acted as if they heard nothing, only Don Quijote shrugged his shoulders helplessly. “With a woman like that, Juan’s life is ruined.”
“I do think they’re a good fit,” Tyr unceremoniously remarked. “At least I can t
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