Chapter 32

• Aria was dead wrong, a quick glance at Nicolas tied up form showed just how far away he was from being fine.
• His white shoulder length hair was rough, dirty and wild looking as if he had been pulled around by his hair, blood stuck to a part of his hair, making that place stay glued to his scalp as if red gel got applied on that spot.
• His lips were swollen and busted, his left eyes were extremely swollen as if he had taken too hard a punch on that organ. His clothes were tattered and my heart dropped into my stomach when I noticed how he was limping, so was the way his trousers were unbuckled and almost falling down his hips.