Diana’s heart beat accelerated by many folds as she watched all the three women, with their hands tied behind their backs and a thin cloth tied around their mouth, preventing them from speaking or even screaming.
Meek suppressed yells squeaked out of their throats, as they tried to reach out for Diana, squirming their bodies and fidgeting their hands behind their backs, trying their very best to get free of the t*****e that they were suffering from.
Tears stained their faces, signifying the fact that all three women had been crying ever since they were held against their wills.
Diana breaths grew louder, with her mind instinctively telling her that she needed to help the three women out of their misery.
She immediately rushed towards them but soon a tall guard appeared from behind Dian
