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"Well, if I regain my sense of pain, I will not be able to eat extra spicy food anymore!" Chad felt a little uncomfortable after hearing that. Fentanyl's inability to feel pain prevented him from tasting spiciness. Spiciness was also a type of pain sensation, so even if he were given a bowl of ghost peppers, he would not be able to taste the heat! His sense of taste had suffered greatly as a result of his inability to detect pain. "Alright, stop joking around. Come to the Hall of Herbs whenever you are free today. I'll be waiting for you!"

The next chapter will be spicy (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧ Please enjoy (^⁠‿⁠^⁠) ser feliz 🌹

⚠️ Content Warning: This chapter contains graphic depictions of torture, severe injury, prolonged suffering, and emotional distress. Reader discretion is advised. 🪷ISORA🪷 I've lost track of time, and I'm not sure when that happened, when the minutes stopped feeling like minutes and the hours stopped feeling like hours and everything collapsed into one long, shapeless stretch of heat and pain that I couldn't measure or parse or make sense of no matter how hard I tried. It doesn't matter anymore.

And it was not just an uncomfortable feeling or confusion or lack of desire. It was the pain that hit me so hard, that it almost blinded me. ***** Want to read SUPER ADVANCE chapters of this story and more of my books? Please join my Patreon and read all the new chapters there before everyone else. Just search for: p a t r e o n . c o m / k t i s h 7 Follow my page to stay up to date with upcoming chapters and new books- f b . c o m / k t i s h 7

I asked. She shrugged, “It’s okay.” “Really?” She nodded. I stared at her before picking up my spoon and took a spoonful of it. I brought the spoon to my mouth and immediately it touched my tongue. I spat the whole content out. My eyes widened in a fraction as I picked up the glass of water before me and stared at her, what the fucking hell? How was she eating this without making a face? “What the hell?” I asked. Looking at her face now I can see how red it has become, why didn’t she say anything about the food being this spicy? It burned my tongue immediately after it touched it and now my whole mouth felt like it had been set on fire.

I'm starving. The first bite has kick. With my heritage it's not hard to eat the spicy chili. It surprises me that the lily-ass gringos can handle it. "Fucking bullshit is what this is," one of the men shouts. He comes out of his chair and shoves it back so hard, it tumbles across the floor.

I wasn’t overreacting when I said that everything hurt. I lay with my cheek on the cold concrete while Spencer snickered behind me. The pain flowing through my body intensified. I could feel my bones twist with anger under my skin. An audible snap filled the hallways and Spencer’s laugh halted. Another snap sounded, and another. The first was my rib, the second was my shoulder. I was fighting it as much as I could. If I let the beast free without permission, the punishments that I endure are unlike anything else. They will break my bones, my spirit, my resolve. They will starve me, chain me up, and leave me to sit constricted for days on end. But worst of all, they have ways to make me feel

she slaps me on my other cheek and damn it hurts like hell "What's going on?" I'm totally freaked out Right now "Well, I can't explain it, but something tells me we have a lot of things to discuss" Hi hi hi You've reached the end of the chapter,please scroll up to continue

WARNING:- This chapter contains heavy sexual content not suitable for young readers. Have you ever felt the burn of fire? As it crept up your body starting from the tips of your toes to every strand of your hair? Its scorching heat eats at your skin and you have no power over it. None at all. I cannot seem to open my eyes. They feel very heavy to do so but my ears discern the scream filled with agony and my throat pains from the strength of it. My body is shaking with full force and I feel several hands holding me down.

The world starts to close up on me as his grip tightens around my neck— going beyond what I can handle. I want it to stop now, please. I've had enough of everything. It hurts so much. I just want it gone. I want the pain gone. Please. Just take it away. Just... Make. It. Stop. And I feel myself slip out of consciousness. *** This chapter was quite difficult to write, but I'm glad it came out like this! What do you think of this chapter? And the book so far? Let me know your thoughts, and don't forget to drop a review on the book before you leave! It'll draw more readers in.. lol!