Chapter 211 Ira's Data(1)

*slap*

A red mark was left in her cheek.

"How dare you."

A belly filled with anger. A seething expression along with hands that were wrapped around Deva that were in the verge of suffocating her..

"..."

"How come you slept with another woman?!"

Ira pushed Deva causing her fall in the ground but did not talk back or struggle, she knew she was at fault.

"How many times do I need to hear that thing?! Again and again you sleep with other women other than me! Aren't I your wife? Why would you even need another woman's warmth other than me?"

Deva prepared herself to whatever Ira would do to her, as her insides were filled with guilt and shame she remained in the ground without resisting Ira's incoming abuse.

But such thing did not happen, the guilt inducing words that attempted to cause her to stop did not come.

Deva opened her eyes and saw the empty eyes of Ira.

"Yes...yes! Why did I not think of this before? Yes, this might work!"

"Ira?"

Deva repeatedly called her but she seemed to not have heard her as Ira released her and walked away with a strange smile on her smile.

That same day, Deva found herself naked in a dark and cold cell. There was enough space to stand up but not jump and enough space to lie down in the cold ground.

"Someone? Is there someone there? Please! Where I am? Ira? Someone, please..."

In the dark, Deva shouted but no one responded, not a single sound could be heard beyond the walls.

"..." Deva slumped in the ground after hours of shouting and trying to feel if there was something in the walls but there was nothing and no one appeared even when she pounded the walls or shouted with everything she had.

There was not a single source of light so total darkness filled her eyes.

Time slowly passed. There was nothing to do to distract herself other than thinking anything that would pass through her mind, she would start to hum to herself or talk to herself but she would instead quickly tire herself so Deva remained silent in such place. There was something odd, the basic needs such as sleep, food, water or releasing waste seemed to vanish but as time passed she felt extremely exhausted with not a single mean to recover from such exhaustion, and coldness seemed to have crept in her bones causing her to continually shiver. Every single second seemed a day but even the concept of time vanished as her body and mind desired only to rest and warmth.

You wake up with your energy filled to the brim and through the day you exhaust such energy by doing any kind of activity no matter how meaningless such activities are. There are people who would rather save such energy but such energy won't stack the day after and wake up with additional energy but instead wake up with an amount of energy similar to the day before. However, Deva couldn't even restore such energy by forcing herself to sleep so she was perpetually tired in that cell.

She gazed at the void with blank eyes as her mind screamed to want warmth and to rest. If before Deva struggled to fight the sudden boredom, now she laid there like an old mountain waiting for time to pass.

Slowly, her thoughts vanished. Any question to herself, any excuse for her despicable actions, any random comment or nonsensical words vanished from her mind and were replaced with the desire of rest and warmth.

And before she could notice, warmth suddenly spread across her body which steadily started to stop shivering, a bright light illuminated the room making it difficult to Deva to directly see Ira's face but she knew she was her. Deva started to tear up, her body unconsciously wanting to lean more towards Ira but was unable to do so.

"Eh...? Ira...?" At that Ira did not respond and not long after Deva found herself again in the familiar dark and cold cell devoid of the presence of Ira.

Deva questioned herself whether the scene that just happened was just an illusion of her mind or reality.

Ira was a capable mage with ice as her main element and speciality and most important of all a sadist that loved tormenting her. Ira could've just left Deva but instead went on and on in punishing Deva over and over because of her infidility. The relationship between the two was that twisted, even though Deva does not love any of the women she slept with it remains that she's married with Ira and the act itself was disrespectful, at the same time there was Ira who instead of leaving for good she is unable to throw away her already rotten love and instead would rather want to make Deva understand that her only love suffice with any means necessary.

Ira returned to her chair as she saw Deva trembling in the ground calling desperately her name. The walls and the ceiling of the cell was made of ice and while Deva couldn't see or hear anything Ira could clearly hear and see Deva.

Ira lamented to herself why she didn't thought of this sooner since the effects of this method were already giving some results, just look at how Deva cannot think anything but her.

That's it, she'll be the one giving Deva a traumatic experience, make her understand that she's able to make her experience again such trauma but at the same time that she's the only one capable of giving the comfort and solace she is seeking so much.

Weeks if not months are required to meticulously and thoroughly crush Deva to the point that Deva might feel empty just not being closely in contact with her.

And then, there was something else...

There was this weird delight in doing all these things to her beloved, Ira knew that she was a sadist, a person who like inflicting pain to others but nothing surpasses inflicting permanent marks in Deva's mind.

A sadistic smile formed in her face.

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