Riley's cold eyes locked onto Kingsley's restrained figure and he really liked the view. He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a leather strap.
"Turn him around," Riley commanded sharply, his voice steady and filled with authority. "I want his back bare and facing me."
The men obeyed immediately,they twist the chain, and Kingsley was involuntarily turned around. His heart was beating loudly in his chest. He knew the worst was coming for him. He just needed to be strong until help came.
Riley's gaze darkened. "Flog him slowly but methodically and make sure he feels every strike."
Jasmine turned pale as she shook her head. "No. No. Please don't do that to him." She cried.
"Shh. I hate noisy women." Riley Drake snarled at her, forcing her to press her lips together even though her heart was bleeding.
"Be a good girl and shut your mouth before I make you." He added sternly.
