"Ha! Hahahaha!" the man laughed with amusement and thrill in his voice. A woman who knew that she was served drugs. Could there be anyone else like her? He could not help but shake his head.
"I will serve you better food from tomorrow. Your death so soon would be a loss to us." he rubbed his fingers on her waist. She could feel his lecherous gaze on him. But her body was swaying, if not for his grip, she would have fallen already.
She could not let them know she was weak already. She would not give them that satisfaction. She would find a way to leave this place. She had a feeling that they did not belong to one group too. As if they all had been collected from different places just to take revenge on Len.
How many enemies have you made, Len? And why in the world did they think they could control you through me?
