ncandescent lamp shone a cold, fee

d legs crossed on the table before him. While he might've looked lik

te, he took another long drag an

nscious woman lying on the ground with her hands

t and wait for her to

ing. Instead, he signaled the men behind him to fetch

to send people shivering, let alone a bucket of cold water. Tasha woke u

ly reached up to touch her aching forehead. She struggled to open her eyes, wond

an

the sound of metal clanking. To he

cha

her neck, she turned to look at her wrists. She

ke her hands weighed

ight. She remembered the light that flashed before her eyes right

ou awa

culine voic

ain from her face. Even after five years, she s

y had come f

ive lon

nd made John smile coldly. "Since you're aw

und the iron chain that restrained Tasha. All of a sudden, he yanked at it vio

propped his legs onto the table once more. "A model should act like a mod

oor just now and burned terribly. Biting her

up to face the man's cold, expressionless face. "

eyes at him, clea

k of an eye, his hand reached o

hin was going to be crushed. She struggled to keep he

r John. His hand moved lower until his fin

uc

me!' Tasha's eyes water

cool and just looked back at him with her d

as still handsome, and she felt

him. She was afraid that all her courage wo

him. But now, a strong sense of hatred filled her