Chapter 161. Want Privacy

I remained where the bastard left me, tugging on the cuff around my wrist repeatedly for an immeasurable amount of time. I wanted to give up; sit on the chair and just wait for whatever would come next. But something in me rejected that idea. I didn't want to live in this place.

For a pretty good time I tugged on that cuff, letting it dig into both my flesh and the wood of the table until both were properly carved into.

It was so painful but I wasn’t stopping.

Time went and went but the bastard wasn't coming back. After some time I finally gave up and sat down on the chair.

However as the night covered the day, I finally heard him return. I immediately stood up and I glared at the door of the room, waiting for the true bastard to arrive.

He opened the door easily, but my eyes widened when I saw that his arms were filled with a tray of what appeared to be food. I watched silently as he approached the table and put the tray down on the surface in front of