[Bonus chapter]

"Let me go or you will lose the hand that is holding me." Vincent felt a strange thrill that was stronger then beating the slaves.

The girl was so frail and lean that a bit more force of his hands and he would be able to snap her neck yet she was threatening him in such a cold voice.

Did she not have the desire to live anymore? But instead of killing her, he wanted to torment her further.

Why had he never realized that he had such an interesting sister. He would have loved to crush her rebel and have enjoyed how her fierce eyes turned dim.

Those bright eyes, they were so fascinating, he could not help but think how would it feel when she would be begging for him for her death.

Those alive eyes would be dim then, just the thought was enough to intoxicate him. With a crazy look in his eyes, he turned to see the girl who was still standing there confidently and felt a surge of adrenaline gush in his body.