Chapter 190 The Demoness
- My wrists were wrenched on my sides to arm rests, the tight rope biting into my skin. My legs were strapped to the legs of a chair, unyielding. Panic flared in my chest, but I buried it beneath a rising tide of anger.
- Then, the figure moved. A click echoed in the darkness, and a harsh, artificial glow flooded the room.
- "You’re finally awake!" a familiar voice chirped, sickeningly sweet.