Zena could not contain her laughter; she approached the once-arrogant, untouchable woman who had made her and her brothers' lives a living hell. The torture that their mother went through for bearing the child of the duke was even worse than hell. All because of this fucking bitch.
She caressed Nerma's terror-stricken face with her bloody hands, which made the Duchess shudder once more. She whispered like a devil, "Tell me, you worthless bitch, what are you willing to do? For your sons? To keep them alive?"
And before Zena could continue her delightful vindictive monologue, a crushing pressure descended upon the personal villa of Duchess Nerma. Her eyes widened. Meanwhile, Nerma screamed in joy and desperation, "MY HUSBAND, YOU HAVE COME, SAVE ME AND OUR CHILDREN FROM THESE DEMONS..."
Zena clenched her fists in murderous rage; her father, the Duke, had arrived...
And it was at the worst time possible.
