Juliana's Pov:

Sitting graciously at his chair, Carter ordered "Let the torture begins………

And instantly one of his men whips the lashes forcefully at my back. The whip pierced through my skin like a deeply cut, still trying to regain from the lashes. I felt another whip at my back, and the routine continued. I gritted my teeth to avoid tears rolling down my cheeks, my nails stung deeply inside the tree as I forced myself not to make a voice or show any sign of pain.

My back is full of bruises which I knew will take long before it heals, they kept whipping at the same spot, therefore,...