"I want to spoil you to the heavens and love you more every day."

By Diego Chavez.

"Mallory, I really didn't expect you to end up like this today. Haha..."

In a dilapidated abandoned factory outside the suburbs, a young girl in fashionable clothes stepped on a person lying on the ground and said evilly.

"You murdered Steven's father, so you really deserved this! Do you feel very uncomfortable now? Do you wanna know why? Steven injected some drugs into you so that you can enjoy a little bit more before you die. Mallory, tonight will be your last night in this world!"

The young girl said sinisterly.

Lying on the ground, Mallory Dankworth's ebony long hair cascaded like a disheveled waterfall. Despite her disarray, her breathtaking beauty remained irresistible.

Mallory's petite body curled up, and there were a few abnormal red patches on her fair cheeks.

Her clothing was drenched with sweat, and her body trembled uncontrollably. The pallor of her lips quivered slightly, devoid of any color, as if she was suffering from the cold.

"It hurts... Save me!"

She kept her eyes closed. Her lips continuously whimpering, as if within her body, countless ants were gnawing and consuming her.

She also felt as if her heart was stabbed by thousands of needles, making her so helpless and in pain.

Monica Dankworth squatted down with a sharp dagger in her hand, slashing it on Mallory's breathtaking face.

Mallory was beautiful on a whole new level. Her bright and clear eyes seemed to always be shining, and her drooping long eyelashes cast a faint shadow on her eyelids.

She had an oval face, delicate nose, and cherry lips...

She was just so captivating... so beautiful that it made others want to destroy her!

A vicious smile tugged at the corner of Monica's mouth. She pointed the dagger in her hand at Mallory's face and slashed it down...

"Ah! It hurts!"

Mallory screamed miserably, and blood immediately flowed down from her fair face...

Monica didn't seem to be done with it. As long as Mallory's face was destroyed, Steven would be Monica's.

She wanted to destroy Mallory once and for all.

The knife in her hand cut down again and again, and blood kept oozing from Mallory's delicate face.

It was gory and shocking.

Looking at Mallory on the ground, who was dying and almost deformed, Monica's eyes were finally filled with a trace of cruelty and pride.

With an evil smile at the corner of her mouth, Monica stood up and waved her hand. The man behind her understood and poured a few buckets of gasoline around. Then, he threw the lighter onto the ground.

Instantly, flames were everywhere, and thick smoke was billowing...

"Ahem!"

Mallory coughed violently. As she lay there, a tall figure appeared in front of her in a daze.

She raised her head and tried her best to say, "Please, save me..."

The man's hunter-like eyes gazed down at the girl covered in blood at his feet, and he squatted down to lift her into his arms.

"Gio, she is..."

When Stygian saw Diego coming out of the abandoned factory with a bloody girl in his arms, he asked suspiciously.

"Steven Sullivan's woman..." Diego frowned and said in a faint voice. Stygian suddenly widened his eyes and looked at the girl in Diego's arms in disbelief.

Steven's woman... was the daughter of the Dankworth family.

"It hurts... Ow... save me, it's so painful..." Mallory's face was cut twice, and her body felt as if it was being gnawed by thousands of ants. She felt extreme pain.

"Good girl, you will be fine soon."

Diego held her in his embrace and disappeared into the quiet night.

Mallory lay serenely on the bed and her limbs were bound. Her long, feathery lashes quivered ever so slightly as her misty, water-colored eyes slowly fluttered open.

The walls around her were stark white and glaring, emitting a cold, harsh light that sent a shiver coursing through her entire body.

She then opened her eyes.

As she looked at the man standing by the bed, who was around six feet tall with a model's physique, his face was so perfectly chiseled that it could make everybody envious. His deep-set eyes, straight nose, and sensuous, thin lips were even more strikingly handsome than a male protagonist in a comic book.

He leaned over and spoke into Mallory's ear. "Remember, you are Winona Mendoza from now on. And you're mine, Diego Chavez's woman."

The next headline was that the eldest daughter of the Dankworth family died of unnatural causes at the age of 18.