Chapter 110 A Lesson In Pain

• With a swift movement, he reached down and ripped her dress from her body, the fabric tearing with ease. Lina screamed, her hands flying to cover her exposed skin, but it was no use. Damian grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head, his grip tight and unyielding. She felt the coolness of the metal handcuffs snap around her wrists, the cold bite of the metal sending a shiver down her spine.
• The room was silent, except for the sound of her ragged breathing and the soft jingle of the handcuffs. Damian stepped back and took a moment to stare at her trembling form, his eyes lingering on her bare flesh. Then, without warning, he brought the whip down with a crack that echoed through the room. The leather bit into her skin, leaving a trail of fire in its wake.
• Lina's scream escaped through the quiet, her body arching off the bed. The pain was unlike anything she had ever felt—sharp and searing. She squirmed under his hold, her legs kicking out as she desperately tried to escape.