The week passed in a blur of intense, unyielding sweat and blood. True to his word, Ethan dedicated every single ounce of his spare energy to his domestic duties. He pushed Louisa to her absolute limits every night, leaving her soft, revitalized body filled to the absolute brim with his potent Yang-nourishing essence. Louisa no longer showed even a hint of her former resistance. Instead, she cooperated with active, shameless fervor, moving beneath him like a professional courtesan whose only purpose was to please her dominant master.
But during the daylight hours, the suite's private courtyard turned into a literal slaughterhouse.
"Sister! Please, by the gods, wake up and take him back!" said Roy. He screamed in pure agony, his voice cracking as he slammed hard into the stone wall of the courtyard. "Recover faster, Louisa! Save me from this monster!"
