Danika was still kneeling, she stared up at the King, her heart beating in her chest. She doesn't know what to expect.

　　Will he share her or command her torture session?

　　"Get up and strip, Danika." He commanded, opening up yet a new scroll.

　　Chad was in the room and for the first time, Danila couldn't pick up what the man was thinking or feeling. It was something to be afraid of because the man was always like an open book.

　　But now, his face remained as expressionless as Lucien's. Her hands turned sweaty.

　　She got up and started removing her clothes one after another. She removed the pins on...