"What on earth was that?"
Mr. Lowe turned to his henchman and the half-vampire nodded before leaving the room.
With her other hand free, Sienna was about to pull the cloth from her mouth but Mr. Lowe was quick to grab her wrist. He gripped it tightly, his nails digging into her skin. It made her wince, while it made him smile. Sienna realized that the vampire in front of her was a heartless being who didn't know what remorse was.
She glared at him even with tears in her eyes.
"Looking at me like that, it seems like you want more whipping, huh?" He raised her chin with the end of the whip and said, "Unless you want to be tortured to death, keep the truth hidden. If you tell me where my wife is and help me get back all the money she stole, I might pardon you and let you live. Of course, not with all limbs intact."
