142 Misdeeds- Part 3

Heidi clutched her hands around the iron rods in anger, "Come back right here, you bastard! I will make sure you rot in hell before you even try to sell or touch me! The Lord will kill you for this!"

Mr. Wilford laughed, "We don't have a lord, Ms. Curtis," he took out a cigar and lit it while laughing before leaving the floor.

"I meant- Lord Nicholas," she gritted her teeth together, conscious about the fact that no matter how much she screamed nothing would change except for her losing her energy. She could still feel the sting on her arm where the leather had touched her skin.

She banged her forehead lightly on the rods of the caged cell. She had spent almost a week in this place and her mind had begun drifting towards insanity. She didn't know how long she would last and with Mr. Wilford who had ordered the head guard to check the 'goods', she wasn't sure what to do.