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On Christmas, my darling locked me in a pitch-black dungeon.
The women guarding me took turns "educating" me.
They carved words into my skin, branded various patterns with red-hot irons, and made me bark like a dog while stepping on my face with their high heels.
They even stripped me of my manhood's dignity.
All of this, just because of something told by Vivienne's pure love who had returned back to the States.
Nails pierced my thighs, the sharp pain yanking me back from my thoughts.
The flickering flames before my eyes gradually dimmed.
All I could hear were the women's mockery and curses.

Wife Imprisoned Me in the Dungeon

Vivienne ultimately agreed to grant me my freedom.


But before that, she pushed my wheelchair to the dungeon where I was once held captive.


As the door opened, that familiar chilling air hit me.


Vivienne leaned close to my ear and whispered softly, "Don't be afraid, Dashiell. With me here, no one will ever dare to hurt you again."


The flickering flames cast an eerily terrifying atmosphere.


Gunner was on his knees, facing our direction, with chains on his hands and feet, his entire body a bloody mess.


Seeing Vivienne arrive, he suddenly seemed to perk up.


"Vivienne, you've come to save me, right?"


"Please, get me out of here quickly. They're inhuman. I'm in so much pain, I feel like I'm dying..."


Vivienne stomped her foot on his head, grinding his face into the ground.


"Everything Dashiell endured here, you'll experience twice over."


Chapter 10