NovelEnglishIn the dead of night, the room was eerily silent.
Sebastian sat on the edge of the bed,pletely bare, smoking a cigarette.
The torn pieces of Rosalie's wedding dress were strewn across the floor. Her hands were still cuffed to the bed, and she looked disheveled.
Her hair was damp with sweat, and her eyes were swollen and red. Her entire face was haggard and devoid of color, her lips bearing deep bite marks that had already scabbed over.
She lay motionless on the bed in the shape of a limp starfish. If not for the faint rise and fall of her chest proving she was still breathing, she could have been mistaken for a corpse.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSebastian stood up.
He walked over to Justin's body and pressed his foot against his back.
"Justin, did you see how I claimed Rose? Did you hear her cries? I enjoyed them so much." Sebastian's sinister smile was especially terrifying. Even Justin's blood-soaked corpse lying on the ground wasn't as horrifying as the smile of a living man.
"What made you think you could protect her? You're just a piece of trash who died by my hands! You could only watch as I did what I wanted to her. You're the most useless man in the world! You couldn't even protect the woman you loved!" Rosalie hadn't fallen asleep. It was as if she had lost her soul, and she looked like a zombie. She slowly opened her eyes and turned her head, only to see Sebastian's foot pressing down on Justin's back.
Justin's eyes were still open, still looking at her.
"Justin, takewith you, won't you? Takeaway with you," Rosalie cried out in her heart.
She didn't want to live anymore. She wanted to leave with Justin-whether it was to heaven or hell, she was willing to go anywhere as long as she could be with him.
Sebastian pressed the burning cigarette butt against Justin's face.
"Rose, do you see this? This is what happens when someone defies me. Tell me, how should I deal with his corpse? Feed him to the dogs, or grind his bones to dust?" Rosalie's hands twitched slightly. The handcuffs had cut into her wrists, drawing blood. The pain was sharp and unbearable.
Her hollow eyes held only one emotion-hatred.
"You're not speaking?" Rosalie's cold indifference sent Sebastian into a furious rage.
"Very well." He walked to the door and pulled it open.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSoon, he returned with a dagger, and he walked toward Justin.
He squatted down, grabbed Justin's hair, and pointed the dagger at Justin's face. He said viciously, "Should I gouge out his eyeballs or skin him?" "Sebastian, just kill me! Please just kill me!" she cried desperately.
Rosalie just wanted to die with Justin. She couldn't bear to continue seeing Sebastian humiliating Justin even after he was dead.
"You're beggingto kill you? Hahaha. Sebastian let out a twisted laugh. You know very well that would never kill you. You're doing this just to angeron purpose." Sebastian was furious now, and his gaze turned ruthless. He raised the dagger and brought it down on Justin's back. One, twice, thrice...
The dagger was covered in more blood every single tit was pulled out.
Rosalie shut her eyes in agony, her pain tearing through her like a blade.
She screamed and cried, but it el.n all useless. Justin was dead. He would nevere back, and Sebastian was a madman-there was no stopping his insanity. Her world had already crumbled.
"Rose, why won't you look?! Open your eyes and see how I'm torturing Justin's corpse! Look!" he yelled. He had lost all reason.
Rosalie clenched her fists. "You've killed him, and you've even raped me! What more do you want?! It's laughable that you still can't let things go!" Rosalie hated him-she loathed him with every fiber of her being. She wished she could tear him to pieces, yet at the stime, she found his actions laughable. A cruel man, venting his emotions on a lifeless corpse.
Sebastian clenched the dagger in his hand, his teeth grinding with rage.
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