CHAPTER 11

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"Ah!" A heart piercing scream rang out in the small isolated room. The sounds of wipes slashing through the air resonated in the room.

Arianna struggled hard to stand up on her feet but it was fruitless. Her feets were shaking none-stop and there were various red marks on her calf. Her lips were bruised already, probably she bit them hard not to scream.

"So you finally screamed? You are really a tough one, there. It's been an hour now and you screamed at the last stroke," Vera smirked evily at her as she gave a signal and the guards let go of the feeble woman.

She collapsed on the floor breathing heavily. Her eyes were heavy for her to open and she couldn't stop breathing heavily.

"Did you think I'll beg for your mecy? Dream on, b***h!" She spat out angrily. Vera smirked but didn't a say a word but her look of contempt said it all.

She stared at the bruises on Ariana's feet and smiled.

"As a lady, I am sure you are very sensitive to scars and I just gave you some, freely.