The thing Bailey hated most was being threatened.
No one could threaten him, be it his wife or his children!
The whips came down repeatedly, each time with monstrous rage.
Lacey did not retort. She was beaten on the ground until her flesh was ripped apart.
"Are you going to behave now?"
Bailey questioned again, furiously, as the whip slashed down.
Lacey's body was numb from the pain. She shook as she bit her lips tightly.
Where was he? He should have shown up by now!
"I'm asking you a question. Are you playing dead? I'm going to beat you until you talk!" Bailey was in a fit of rage. He raised the whip and struck her hard again.
This time, however, someone grabbed the whip before it struck.
"Who dares to interfere?" Bailey blurted out instinctively.
When he turned his he
