With Daxton Lancaster's words falling, Violet Zimmerman's gasp echoed loudly, and she immediately covered her mouth with her hand after screaming.
Looking at the man with bright red eyes, Violet Zimmerman shook her head continuously, tears spread across her face.
In normal circumstances, this could be a moment of intimacy, but now it was clearly Daxton Lancaster's humiliation towards her.
Under the dim light, Daxton Lancaster's lips curled in a sinister grin, paired with his paper-white face and fiery red eyes, resembling a demon from hell.
"How does it feel? Is it this feeling?"
"Daxton..." Violet Zimmerman tightly covered her mouth, her voice choked with sobs, not daring to make a single ambiguous sound, worried the servants in the room might hear.
"Please, don't..."
"Is it 'don't stop' or really 'don't'?" Daxton Lancaster slanted his lips in a grin, his fiery eyes staring at Violet Zimmerman, fearing he might miss any of her expressions.
