Shuri woke up, her entire body aching. Every movement sent sharp pains shooting through her, and she winced as she tried to recall what had happened.
Oh, right.
Sigmund had hit her, causing her to fall onto a low glass table, shattering it and leaving her back riddled with cuts and bruises.
The pain from the fall still burned through her body.
Before losing consciousness, she remembered hearing Sigmund's panicked cries.
"No, no, no… How could I let this happen to such a beautiful body?"
He immediately called for a doctor, his concern not for her well-being but for her appearance.
What a fucking sadist.
After spending a week with Sigmund, Shuri had come to realize he was truly a sadistic bastard. She had never felt such an intense desire to kill someone, especially after witnessing how he regularly took pleasure in emotionally and mentally tormenting Noran.
"Ran..." she breathed his name, her thoughts filled with her lover.
