Chapter 24. Humiliation

I gasped, choking, my chest heaving as my body jerked against the restraints. My arms were stretched high above me, tied so tight I could barely feel them anymore.

The ropes dug deeper into my wrists, burning and cutting as I dangled like meat in a butcher's shack.

My head pounded. My eyes were so swollen I could barely open them. Everything was hazy—red and black.

My nose felt broken, and my swollen cheek was stained with blood.

Lord Vince stood in front of me, puffing on a thick cigar.

“Titan….”

He called.

“Yes… boss.”

“Are you ready to answer my question?” he growled.

I don't remember him asking me any questions. I opened my mouth, and nothing came out of it.