Deep Control

The spiral staircase spiraled in the empty round tower. Karan, who was walking with his back to Bethien, was holding on to the handrail with one hand. The light on the wall cast his shadow on the wall, elongated like a dangling head beast.

Behind her stood several men who also walked silently.

The only sound in the silent atmosphere was the soles of shoes stepping on the stairs.

All of this caused a layer of panic to spread in people's hearts. Bettien was a princess who was placed in a high position since she was born. She had never worried about her personal safety or fear, so when the psychological alarm sounded, she didn't even think about it. I know what this heart palpitation is because of.

"Karan, where are you taking me?" Bettien asked in a low voice. She held the small handbag in her hands and lowered her voice unconsciously, as if she was afraid of disturbing something.

Karan in front didn't stop at all, he just turned his head, his long hair was winding behind his back, his deep lake green eyes carried an inexplicable meaning, he seemed to smile, and said: "Don't be afraid, we will be there soon, I want to take You visit one of my favorite places."

The people behind her didn't intend to stop, Bettien could only walk forward, cold sweat began to break out from her back, and something depressing and terrifying seemed to gradually spread up like the devil's tentacles.

At last, as she lived through the years, they reached the bottom of the tower.

Rows of cells smelled of cold blood and rust, most of them were empty cells with deep red dry liquid on the ground, a small number of cells... those people seemed to be dead, their eyes were dull looking at them......

"Karan, what are you going to do!" Bettien stepped back in horror, but bumped into the tall and serious judges behind him.

They didn't back down just because Bettien was a princess, on the contrary, they looked at her as if they were looking at another dying sinner!

Karan turned his head coldly, and lowered his eyes to look at Bettien, whose forehead was covered in cold sweat.

"Don't you like me very much? If so, you should know my work and hobbies, right?"

Bettien panted quickly, and she shook her head: "No, no, no! But you are Karan Tran! Your hobby shouldn't be..."

"What is it?" Karan bent down and looked at the woman with a smile: "Sit in the most dazzling position of the banquet and talk to people elegantly, slowly taste the wine, or gently invite you to dance?"

"Neither..." Karan's smile disappeared instantly, his eyes were like inorganic glass beads, covered with indifferent shadows, staring at the woman in front of him like a devil.

"My job is to judge sinners." Karan's lips were close to the shivering Bethion's ear, and he narrated hoarsely, "What I like is to tear their skin and belly with my hands, tear the flesh and sticky fat Open and peel off, then use your fingers to penetrate into their abdominal cavity, slowly~slowly~ stroke their intestines and internal organs, and then..."

"Then when they were trembling, tears streaming down their face like a stupid trash, with a 'poof' sound, they crushed the internal organs inside, and pulled the broken thing out of the stomach together with the intestines..."

"That's what's so pleasing, my hobby—"

The hoarse laughter and mocking eyes made Bettien retch, squatting on the ground and vomited it out.

Look at this woman... She loves my appearance, my power, and my wealth, but the only thing she doesn't love is the real Karan Tran.

"You are not worthy to accept me, only Knox, only Knox..." Karan walked into the torture room with the open door, sat on a chair with his legs crossed, and the white uniform made him still as holy as gray The god of justice on the tower.

But the smile on that handsome face revealed the ferocious inside under his skin.

The silent judge pulled Bettien up from the ground and quickly tied him to a bed in the execution room.

Bettien, who has no strength, is naturally unable to resist. She messed up her makeup and hair, and opened her eyes wide. She never imagined that Karan would have the guts to treat herself like this!

"Let go of me! Let me go! I am the princess, I am the queen's granddaughter! Karan, are you crazy?!" The shrill cry made Karan's expression even more joyful.

After he stood up, his white-gloved fingers drew an arc from the lower abdomen of the woman in a tight white dress.

"Don't you love me? Don't you think I'm testing you?"

Karan bent down and stared at the woman who was so frightened that she was about to lose control of herself. A pleasant fragrance emanated from Karan's long hanging hair. Her face was handsome and gentle.

How could such a person be like this? !There must be something wrong!He must be scaring me!

Bettien forced a smile, and asked cautiously: "Karan, are you scaring me? I really like you. This time I won't make a wrong decision like I did before. Don't test me like this Okay? I'm kind of freaked out."

She said it so pitifully, but Karan's smile remained unchanged.

But it's not so much a smile as it is a kind of mask put on the face. From those unwavering eyes, it can be seen whether this man is joking.

Bettien finally screamed, and she was quickly slapped, which made her dizzy and ended up being stuffed in her mouth with the anti-bite implement.

"It's too noisy." The beautiful eyebrows frowned, and the white gloves were taken off and thrown on the bed. Karan said, "Since you are the princess, I hope you will maintain your dignity in the end."

As his ice-blue eyes widened, Karan pulled out a very thin knife, like a scalpel, from a nearby tray.

"Ivan."

"Yes."

Ivan's expression was different from his usual modesty. He glanced at the woman on the bed without emotion, as if it was a piece of dead flesh, and then injected a medicine with a slight sedative and pain-relieving effect into Bettien's arm, but The main function of this potion is to help the prisoner not lose his life during the punishment.

"You went to my mansion and said those ridiculous things to Knox."

"The inexplicable fantasies of yours used to have nothing to do with me, but now it's different. You shouldn't enter the world between me and Knox. He belongs to me... No one is allowed to drive him away! No one is allowed!"

'I'm not trying to drive him away I just want to be with you!Don't you love me too? ! Bettien shook his head, tears flowing from his eyes.

After her limbs were bound, she was still struggling violently.

As if understanding what she meant, Karan shook his head and said, "No... Knox is very possessive." Karan pierced the skin on her arm with a knife, gouged out the flesh inside, and took a risk. The blood started to flow out quickly, with a pungent smell and sticky feeling.

It was the first time in Bettien's life that she experienced such fear and pain. She screamed, but the man in front of her was indifferent!

"What if he starts to get tired of me because of your words? Huh?" Karan's arm was strong, and the knife scratched bloody 'handwriting' on the tender skin, peeling off the flesh of her nails and fingertips, "Can you Compensate me?"

"Woo!" Bettien wailed, but couldn't make the man stop.

The flesh and nails were pried open by a knife and drilled in, bringing out thick blood.

Karan looked at her so tenderly for the first time.

"So whether you are a man or a woman, whether you are really delusional or simply want my power, you interfere with Knox's love for me."

Karan said, with sickly emotions in the lake green eyes.

Who are the really crazy people?It is you! ! !devil!devil!All crazy, all crazy!

Bettien was about to suffocate in pain. She forgot her upbringing and the love she had said to Karan, and cursed Karan with her eyes wide open.

Come and save me, I am the queen's granddaughter, is there anyone, come and save me——!

But this is the lowest floor of the Gray Tower of the Trial House, no one will come, no one...

Still laughing, the demon said to Bethion, "Let me help you wean yourself off those unrealistic fantasies, okay?"

He won't kill Bettien, and he won't really hurt her irreparably, but aren't there other ways to do it?

He will use cruelty and pain to teach this woman what fear is, and when Bettien sees that he can no longer think of those thoughts, he will stop torturing her, heal her, and send her back to the queen's palace without any damage. around...

Knox was sleeping on the bed. It was late at night, and someone hugged him from behind with the smell of wet water vapor and body wash.

Knox was terribly sleepy. Although his keen sense of smell smelled something different, he didn't ask.

The position on the back of the neck was allowed to be sucked, and Knox moved and said vaguely: "Today... no... I'm so sleepy."

The man behind laughed muffledly, and said, "I will protect your Knox."

Forever, let you live without worries and sorrows...

live in my world......

[The author has something to say: Small theater:

Knox: Callan is a bit paranoid because of professional issues, but he is actually a good guy.

Aweima: I believe you ghost.

Ivan: I believe you ghost.

Ritter: I believe you asshole.

Karan, sitting behind Knox, smiled.

Aweima Ivan Ritter: Yes, yes, you are right.