Leo stood with a sickening arrogance, a thin, triumphant smirk gracing his lips. He looked down, staring at Celine who remained trapped under his power, before shifting his gaze to the man bound helplessly nearby.
"Are you ready, darling?" Leo whispered. His voice was low and devious, slithering into Celine's ear like venom.
Without waiting for an answer, Leo looked up. He wanted to ensure that every drop of this suffering was witnessed by his loyal spectator.
"Hey, Kevin, look at this!" he shouted, provoking the man who could now only groan in silence. "Look at how beautiful she is right now. She's soaking wet, Kevin. She's enjoying it, isn't she? Look closely. She truly is a pathetic woman who craves my touch."
