Chapter 419 Beat Up Matthew
Matthew’s head throbbed, a dull ache pulsing with each heartbeat. He tried to reach up to touch his forehead but stopped when he felt the tight restraints on his wrists, tying them firmly behind the back of his chair. His legs were bound, too. He cursed under his breath, struggling against the ropes, when a low voice echoed in the dark, sending a chill up his spine.
“Finally awake, are we?” Eligos’s smooth, taunting tone boomed through the warehouse, and Matthew flinched, scanning the shadows until the man stepped into view.
“Where am I?” Matthew’s voice came out hoarse, a mix of frustration and, just maybe, a bit of fear.
Eligos grinned behind his mask. “Oh, just a cozy little hideout,” he replied with mock sweetness. “An abandoned warehouse… Don’t you worry, Matthew. I’m not going to keep you here forever. Maybe.” He smirked, leaning closer, as if savoring Matthew’s discomfort.
Matthew tried to move, but the ropes just dug deeper into his skin. “You’ve got a real sense of humor,

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