CHAPTER 148 : BREAST RIPPER
And suddenly, surprising everyone, Eleanora separated herself from Alexander before stepping ahead.
Alexander's eyes followed her movement immediately while Christian straightened slightly beside him. Even Seraphina looked confused now.
Eleanora walked calmly toward the metal tray placed near Sebastian, her heels echoing softly across the horrifying silence of the dungeon.
The underground chamber itself looked nauseating enough to unsettle anyone entering for the first time. Damp concrete walls. Rusted chains hanging from hooks. Dim yellow bulbs flickering overhead. The smell of blood, antiseptic and burnt flesh permanently embedded into the air.
And somehow Eleanora walked through all of it without hesitation.
She finally stopped beside Sebastian before lowering her gaze toward the instruments spread neatly across the tray. Knives. Hooks. Pliers. Clamps.
Then very slowly, she picked up another instrument.
