All the torture she had endured under Damien's hands in her previous life.
Among all the people who had tormented her, Damien had been the second worst.
The worst of all had been Isla.
Damien had often forced her to do humiliating and painful tasks.
Sometimes he made her stand outside in freezing cold water while boiling and cleaning his filthy underwear.
Other times he deliberately brought piles of dirty clothes and ordered her to wash them like a servant.
The smell alone had been unbearable.
Ivy had once refused in anger. But Damien had responded by slapping her repeatedly until she obeyed.
He had even brought several of his friends along that day.
Damien had leaned against the wall with that cruel smile of his and spoken in a slow, threatening tone.
"If you dare refuse to wash them," he had warned, "then I'll simply let my friends here have their way with you."
The moment Ivy heard those words back then, genuine fear had flooded her heart.
