My husband's a servant's son
S2~ Episode 95's
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In a very dark room. Salsa was still unconscious with her legs and hands tied to a chair. He began to open his eyes slowly, staring around him with a trembling body.
"D-where am I? Why is it so dark?" her question grew increasingly frightened to see herself tied up, "Mother's father help me," he explained.
"Please!!! Anyone there help me!!! Please help me!!!" he screamed while crying. The shadow of his childhood now reflected back, he closed his eyes while continuing to scream.
"Whispering!!!" suddenly someone approached him.
"Whoever help me! I beg ..." pinta Salsa, the man approached. But instead of releasing Salsa and taking her out of that place. Instead he gripped the girl's chin very strongly.
"Can't you just shut up?!!!" the crack was getting stronger gripping Salsa's chin.
"Ahk! Sa-kit ... Please release!" ringis Salsa is in pain.
"Ckk, that's howling! You crybaby!" The man let go of the grip, then patted his hand signifying calling his men.
"What's up, sir?"
"Please turn on the light!" tell cold.
"Good sir."
Not long after the lights were on, Salsa sighed. He had calmed down a little, now it was clear who the man standing before him was looking at him sharply.
The deg!
'Why is his face so familiar?' the stone felt familiar to the man.
"Why are you looking at me like that?! Huh uh?!" his tank that was again gripping Salsa's chin was strong.
"Ahk! M-sorry I just feel the face of the master is no stranger. Sir is very similar to duna-"
"Ahkk pain ... Lepassin! W-why are you rude at all to women?" ringis Salsa's.
"You ask why?! BECAUSE I HATE WOMEN SO MUCH! ALL WOMEN ARE THE SAME! ALIKE BR3NGS3K! DON'T KNOW WHAT'S PROFITABLE!" the snarl further strengthens the cove and grip on Salsa's chin.
"Ahk!! Hicks pain .. hikss ..."
"Ckk," The man began to let go of his jellies and clutches.
While Salsa looked down in fear while secretly. His head and chin still hurt. He really doesn't know what to do.
"Why are you quiet?!! Did you admit that you were like that too?!" cold tanks.
Salsa looked up, "I'm not that kind of woman. You don't know me, and why did you kidnap me?"
"I told you all women are the same! Hmm, I kidnapped you just wanted to lure your stupid boyfriend! But after I thought it didn't seem like it would be fun if that was it."
"So now I've changed my mind, it seems like it would be even more exciting to have you as my toy. Oh well let's now play with my beloved knife this sweet girl" he said, taking out a sharp little knife. Salsa who saw that trembled in fear.
"Don't I-do it! Please don't" Salsa's pinta shook intensely.
"Why baby?! You want to choose?! All right, you just choose now. Want to play with my favorite knife or this gun?" he asked softly and pulled out a gun again. Salsa shook her head quickly, her body shaking violently.
"But it looks like you'll be in pain if you use this gun, I feel sorry for you. All right, let's play with my favorite knife, baby. Looks like you'll be even more beautiful if I paint your face with this knife" she said as she gently stroked Salsa's cheek with a sweet smile. But it's very difficult to understand.
Salsa closed her eyes, she could only give up. Wanted to beg anyway like he wouldn't listen to her. So it's better that he just accept the man's treatment.
"AHKK!" ringis Salsa when the man managed to scratch the knife into his cheek.
>Connect....
Is this mafia or psykopat?
Bodo really do not know I also 😒
