Marco lay weakly on the cold floor, his lips dried up after the torture a few minutes ago.

There were fresh wounds from almost every part of his body.

He was bleeding profusely and his fist was clenched in intense pain.

Lorenzo clicked his tongue in satisfaction and turned to leave. But when he got to the door, he stopped, turning to look at Marco. “Have a nice day, Marco." He said and walked out of the place.

Marco muttered curses under his breath and closed his eyes, falling into an unconscious state.

When he opened his eyes again, he was surprised to find out that the pain had reduced....