Chapter 508
Fiona's face burned with pain. She bit her lips as tears welled in her eyes. Reluctantly, she lowered her hands.
"Ms. Fiona Lurk, weren't you always so proud of your status? And now, here you are, begging like a bitch! What a slut!"
Steven showed no respect to her, openly mocking her. To him, Fiona deserved every bit of this humiliation.
After all, Steven was a grandmaster. A single slap from him could easily kill someone like her. But he held back as he didn't want to waste this enjoyment.
Despite this, a red mark still appeared on Fiona's face, stinging with pain. Yet, amid her shame, she felt an unsettling rush of excitement rising from within.
It was like breaking through a barrier—an invisible wall. Sometimes, until one pushed past it, one would never know what lurked on the other side. It could be something monstrous or something twisted.
Steven had shattered that barrier for Fiona, unlocking a part of her she never knew existed.
"Yes, I'm shameless. I'm nothing but a bitc

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