CHAPTER FIFTY-TWOEmptiness.Artemis grunted as his opponent punched him hard in the guts. He staggered backwards, his body groaning in agony. He should be fighting back. He could fight back. He would win, but he didn’t. He hadn’t come here for that. He had come here so he could get beaten. He hoped the punches could shake him out of his delusions. He didn’t belong to Lucien, and Lucien definitely didn’t belong to him.His head turned to the side from the force of the punch, then another, then another. Yes, he thought. Bring it on. Beat me. Hit me. Break me. Ruin me. The punches came in close succession, on and on, it went, till it stopped. He was on his knees, bleeding from his mouth. He couldn’t understand why his opponent stopped.“Come on, get your victory, bitch!” He taunted, grinning widely, with blood dripping from his mouth.The man before him blanched in disgust and shook his head, “Fight back or I might just kill you off.”“Don’t tell me you’ve suddenly found honour?” Art
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