Author's Note: Been admitted in the hospital for almost a week now, and it's really funny I use just a hand to write. Sorry for the late update and if you're going to leave a nasty review, please do it with five star cause we author's are humans like you are.😊😊.
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  "Move it, a client is waiting for you!" Florence was dragged by the guards at the slave establishment to the usual clean sector. She was scared Liam had come again, but didn't he just arrive yesterday?Â
  She readied her mind for whatever she would witness again. She knew if it was not Liam, then it would be a Friend of hers who has come to mock her, or better still a family member.
   They finally got to the room for her to see the faces of the people who had come to see her, she smiled. "I never thought you would come to see me!" She said forgetting her present condition.
  "It's so funny how you can still smile even in this state of yours mama Florence!" Lydia mocked to see the woman who has aged more frown at her. "What are you talking about?" Florence said distastefully. She hated this very woman present before her with passion, if not the common enemy they both had, she wouldn't be talking to her.
   "It seems you don't get the chance to check your view before the mirror, you're blinding my sight with your disgusting appearance".
   "Lydia that's enough, that's not the reason we're here!" Rafael warned for Lydia to roll her eyes. They were really not here for this, they had important issues at hand now, not all this. Rafael's only issue is Liam, and he would do anything to take the man out and also Florence.
    Earlier, they had all come to a final conclusion in eliminating the man, which would result to Florence's release, but they needed her help to achieve this. If Lydia keep up her stupid act, the woman might not help them.
  One might be thinking Florence will, cause she needs their help, but the woman is as evil as staying there longer just to punish them and also herself.Â
  Florence stared at the people before her, anger was already brewing inside of her and it was reaching it's peak. She didn't think she could control it when she finally let's it out, but thinking of the punishment she would go through by the hands of the guards, she had to restrain herself.
  "We're here cause we need your help just like you need ours!" Rafael started to see the woman narrow her eyes. She was a cunning woman, one need to be extra careful so they don't get played by her. "What kind of help do you seek?"
  "The bomb!" Rafael said without beating around the bush. "Listen Florence, we know you planned the murder to your step sister and her husband, those were all your doings!" Lydia cut in to see the unchanged look on the woman's face.
  "Are you going to deny it?" She smiled.
  "You've been talking for quite a while now without stating your actual reasons for bringing me here. I have other things to do than waste my time on irrelevant things".
  "Things like what Florence? Bedding other men? You've been reduced to a whore, even worst than a whore. You've been reduced to a slave and your daughter is now Faith's little puppet".
   "Do you even think about that little girl, we have an idea on how to get you out and you're messing with it?" Lydia spoke furiously. She's normally not the patient type, or the easy going one.
  With gritted teeth Florence spoke, "What do you want?" She hated her present condition being the topic of their conversation. Or when anyone would want to mock her with it. Florence is a proud woman and despite her being in this slave establishment, she hasn't lost her pride at all.
  It's not that she hasn't thought about her daughter, bit what is the use of the continuous thinking if she hasn't figured out a solution yet. She was very aware that maybe this time, this set of dummies will be able to get her out of here, but all she wanted from them was beg.
  "The bomb you used for your step sister, where did you get it?" Since it was hard to take down Mr Black the normal way, they had to go extra mile to take him down finally. They wanted so badly to attend his funeral and see him get buried for no just reason. Staring at the dummies before her, Florence parted her lips to speak,
   "I'll tell you everything you need to know about where I got the bomb from and who I got it from. You have to make sure your plans work this time, so I can get the hell out of this sick place". She stated.
   If their plans happens to work this time, then she would be sure to put Elsa in this position and make the girl suffer triple of what she has suffered. She would end that witch once and for all. Elsa was her main target, the slave establishment would be her new home, she and her husband would be forgotten just as people has forgotten about her George.
    Each night Florence cried for her husband, the pain Liam has caused her is so unbearable that she usually cry herself to sleep every night. She would make him pay, and then deal with the Benzoyl's herself.Â
   She had so many revenge thought in her, that she couldn't wait to fufil all of it.Â
   "Thank you Florence, you won't regret this this time!" Raf smiled feeling relieved as if he had achieved something big.
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  "And where do you think you're going?" Scorpion asked the woman who seemed to be in a haste to run away from him.
   "I'm not the bad guy if you let me help you lady!" He smiled one of his many welcoming smile, but it didn't seem like it worked on the woman as she still said nothing to him rather trying to escape from him.
   "If you don't leave my way this minute Mister, I would be forced to shout, you wouldn't want that cause no one would spare you!" She threatened still being very cautious around him. She's seen men like this, but not the type as daring and as persistent as this man before her.
   He seems to know nothing about her, or else he would have taken her away by now. She needed to get out of here, and her only means was screaming. Just as she was about to scream, scorpion held her lips bringing out a white kerchief and placing it around her nose for her to inhale the substance.
   She struggled out of his hands but could not until she lost consciousness. Holding the woman in his hands, he placed her on his shoulder and took her away. Scorpion smiled thinking of the credit he'd be getting from his boss for a job well done.
  Placing Claudia into the car, he drove off.
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   "You thought I was joking?" Liam chained her right hand to the head of the bed making it equal with the already chained left hand. "Liam this is not a way to punish someone". Elsa protested turning him on more.
  Her cute action only made him want to punish her even more. He stared at his cute wife that would be 18 soon in hours, she was an adorable girl. And just because she was climbing into adult hood didn't mean she was now big or all grown up. No matter what, she was still his sweet little wife, the only woman able to tame him down with one stare no matter how angry he is.
   Liam just couldn't get enough of her, no matter how many times he tasted her. And her sweet cries was all he wanted to hear.
  Leaving her hands, he parted her legs to see her blush profusely, turning her face to the side. Elsa was just too shy to face him right now, as her body anticipated hid touch. She felt wet just at the thought of this.
  Tying her parted legs, and watching her sex gubble to his satisfaction, Liam captured her little lips. "Liam, please don't leave those marks on me, I have a party to attend to!' she blinked cutely at him.
  "What's a punishment if there's no remembrance?" He smiled and went down to action without wasting anymore time.
  With his tongue brushing on her wet flesh, his both hands went to have a share of her little twin peaches which were now growing into the size he wanted, squeezing it lightly to earn a sigh from her mouth.
  Elsa's eyes were both shut as she was driven into the land of pleasure. Liam's tongue danced around that placed licking all of her wetness as it poked into her with his tongue for a moan to escape through her lips.
  Elsa's hands itched to touch and hold his hair roughly at what she felt down there, but her hands were tied. Was this his punishment?
  He slid his fingers into her moving in and out of her in quick pace and she cried out his name. He continued his trusting and when she almost reached her peak, he pulled out. "Ah no no Liam please don't!" She cried unable to rub her thighs together.
  This was real turture, Liam was right. This punishment was worst than before.