Chapter 68
Jasper’s eyes darkened, rage simmering beneath their surface. He straightened and delivered a sharp backhand to Nathan’s face, the c***k echoing off the walls.
Blood sprayed across the concrete floor. Jasper wiped his own hand with a silk handkerchief as if Nathan’s blood was nothing more than a stain to be cleaned away.
“You’ll regret every word,” Jasper said coldly. He turned to the thugs. “Keep torturing him, make him bleed and make sure he understands who’s in control, make sure to keep an eye on him because he is a smart ass.”
The thugs nodded, one stepping forward to tighten Nathan’s restraints while the other hovered near the door.
As Jasper began to walk out, his phone buzzed. He answered without hesitation, his voice softening instantly.
“Yes?” he said. There
