“Elina!” His thunderous voice yelled. Right from where he was standing at the top of the stairs. His voice sent her shivering real hard, it hasn’t been long he left her and she had already caused trouble for herself.

Elina felt rooted to the ground, where she could neither move or walk. The glare she was getting from the man. Whose appearance totally looked like that of a devil incarnate. The only thing missing was the horn. The supposed lore Gilbert. As he was called by Kenzo. He was yelling in her face. But she couldn’t hear a word. She felt lost, already foreseeing her punishment. The hard whip on...