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Chapter 38

 Layla choked as she struggled from the tight grip on her neck. She moved was kicking in the air when she realized she had been lifted. Her hands were trying to grab something to hold on to as she refused to die yet. Getting strangled by the nobleman who managed the dungeon was one of the daily doses of ‘punishment’ she’d get after becoming completely useless since her eye was severed and her face was scarred. After all, her young mind made her realized that the place just above the cold and dark cell was no paradise but a dining hall for people hungry for sin. And Sir Gary happened to provide what they needed--- immorality.

“Ah, what a waste. You had a pretty face before, and I was expecting you to bring me a fortune,” Sir Gary said regretfully. “Now that you’re ugly, you deserve to get more scars. You have to give back at least after I provide you shelter and food all these years!” He slapped her face with his thick and heavy, rough palms, one after another u

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