Another Episode Of Grief II

Harder!" The loud angry voice that darkly amplified in the backyard belonged to no one other than Luderick, who strictly ordered two guards to flog the hell out of a fifteen-year-old Roshan.

"Such impertinence! You need to know your place, human! And mind your callous attitude when speaking to a high-ranked Demon like me!" He raged, obviously pissed by something and that made Anna wonder what Roshan must have done this time to be mistreated like this.

But the young demon barely flinched as the whip aggressively tore his skin open countlessly on his naked back, meanwhile Anna flinched at the whipping sound each time it struck his back painfully and it was no way appealing to watch, 

His expression looked departed, like a body with no soul. Those Hazel-green eyes were fighting to keep themselves open, but she knew he was in terrible pain, maybe not physically, but those eyes proved it.