49 SPECIAL CHAPTER 8: TAINTED GENERATION

TWENTY-FOUR YEARS OLD Adam Delton took a deep breath as the elevator brought him to the lower grounds. Someone was getting punished today, and as always, it wasn’t him. Adam was an obedient son. He followed the rules and never did anything that would cause harm to him or to his family. He was simply the perfect Delton.

The elevator door opened, and the sound coming from the loud club quiets down the moment he stepped out. Everyone bowed as two watchers joined and followed behind him as he ignored the crowd and proceeded to the slut area, which was quieter, except for the sound of moans that you could hear from the background.

Adam continued walking towards the hall, but he made a sudden stop when he saw someone approach him. His blank expression instantly turned into a smile as he watched a young girl walking towards her, wearing a light pink dress that was matched with a hat.

“Ophelia,” he greeted.