Warning: This chapter may contain violence.
Kelly had never thought that it would be so difficult for her to merely maintain her breath.
Ever since that sick person injected some sort of fluid into her body, she had lost the strength to function as a normal person.
She could not move. She could not speak. She couldn’t even open her eyes because she was too damn weak.
Yet, she was still alive, because she had to.
That silver-eyed man smiled at her while she was strapped on some sort of operating table.
He said, “You know, I could just let you die. It would be better for both of us, but what’s the fun of that? I need you to be alive, human girl. And I need you to remember it’s the Lanton brothers who got you into this. Kill the little one for your own sake after you are set free. Wi
