Novel & Cerita The Heiress Revived From The 5-year Torture

He said, his French accent very strong. Logan looked at me, and I stood up and walked over to the door. “What happened?,” I asked Kevin. “The ma,am is creating a scene, I don't know what started the fiasco. Please monsieur, come take a look.” He urged looking at Logan. We followed him to the middle floor and my jaw dropped. Jana had her hands twisted in Jake’s collar, refusing to let him go What the hell is going on here?

In my keen excitement of having my leg, I didn’t even notice that I was not wearing anything… However, as soon as I snatched the quilt, the man's whole body was exposed in the air… he was also completely naked… Seeing this I quickly turned around, my face was burning hot… Then, I quickly looked at the interior of the room… and the more I looked at it the more shocked I became… Even though I had only come here once in my life, this room is something that I am too familiar with… This is the hotel room where I lost my virginity… ‘What’s going on? Why I am in this room? And how came I got my leg back?’ Didn't i lost my leg in order to save that sumbug?' Then thinking of something my eyes suddenl

Healing fast was a good thing, but when it became freakish like this, she had no way of ascertaining she wasn’t an experiment. What if that was why they had found her in the sea? Had her previous family discovered her supernatural attributes? “I don’t know how that works, but I’m at least glad you’re okay”, Ross said, his eyes searching her own glassy eyes. Emma didn’t know where to look, his hands were rubbing up and down her bare arms and she suppressed the shiver that ran through her spine at his touch. “I’m gonna kill Vanessa”, she suddenly said.

Over the course of five years, I was tortured repeatedly—my limbs broken and reset, my flesh sliced open, and my body completely ruined. In order to survive, I was reduced to fighting dogs for food. When I truly felt I could barely hold on any longer, I went to great lengths to steal Dr. Harding's phone. I tried to get Eliza to bring me home, but what I got in return was her immediate refusal. "You must pay the price for what you've done. Just stay there and be the test subject for Christopher's drugs. And quit plotting to come back and replace him!"

What was that really? "But Mr. Harrison brought them too many proofs that Vico's DNA sample and the said girl they were eyeing as Victorina Aurora's DNA sample matches in the highest percentage written right there. That means it's the heiress and they have found her already." Once again, senora turned somewhere and walked into her wide room. Her glowing eyes keep on jumping everywhere which makes her think that her mind was running somewhere far. "But because you told me that the heiress is very alive and actually has a new job, then I would give you my belief instead of the drama that that greedy family has been cooking. You were telling me the truth, right, hija?"

The brutal maid scolded sharply again, “Do you know where this is? Which corner did you burrow out from? Ah! Look at the way you dressed. You should be the new temporary worker. However, if you were a new temporary worker, how had I not met you? I mainly hired all the new temporary workers. If I had seen someone like you, I would have thrown the person out long ago. Who exactly are you?” “If you don’t tell me, then I would have someone break your legs!” “We had met before,” said Sabrina, The maid was speechless. After a moment, the maid suddenly remembered something. “Yes, yes, yes. I was saying your face looked a little familiar to me. You were the female prisoner from six years ago! You we

The fact that someone had accessed this information, which was known only to her family, was both disturbing and disconcerting. "Did mom do this?" She muttered, still feeling shocked about the images. "There's no way she could have... no way," she added with a shake of her head. As she reluctantly continued looking through the file, the familiarity of the scenes unfolding before her struck a painful chord in her heart. Each image, each note, brought her back to that fateful day, forcing her to relive the terror and anguish of her final moments as Victoria. She balled her fist, her teeth clenching both in anger and agony. Seeing the image not only brought back the painful process of dying und

"Because the collar makes her hurt them more than necessary. Makes her creative with punishments. Draven encouraged it. Said it made the prisoners more compliant." I wanted to throw up. A sixteen-year-old girl turned into a monster by a collar she couldn't remove. Five years of being forced to torture others. Five years of losing herself piece by piece. "We're getting her out." My voice came out hard. "We're removing that collar and giving her a chance to heal." "She might not want to heal. Might be too broken. Might prefer death to facing what she's done." Tor's expression was haunted. "I almost did. Still might if I think too hard about it."

"How did you manage to stay?" Vita pointed at Laurel. "She just cried in front of the bodyguards and lured them away." Then she looked at Rebecca. "She drew a birthmark on her lower back and said she was the real heiress. She threatened that if they delayed her family reunion, she would make them regret it. Those people had no idea what the real heiress situation was, so they believed her and let us in." Finally, she flexed her arm. "And the rest who didn't fall for our tricks, we knocked them out."

“C’mon, Miss. Your friend wants to have fun.” I slapped his hand when he touched my thigh. He chuckled and lifted his arm as if he’s surrendering. Mattew laughed. “Don’t try again, dude. She must be a virgin.” “LOL! I saw her on the news. She’s the famous Quinn heiress. She’s divorced. Am I right, Miss Bree?” I gritted my teeth. Kate drank a hard drink and pulled herself up. “I’ll just go to the powder room.” She almost lost her balance. She’s already drunk. I think she’s already drinking even before I came here. I want to go with her, but I really want to talk to Mattew Holland.