Once Mila fell asleep, Dominic left after securing her safety. He came back to the island.
The moment he arrived, he headed straight toward the underground dungeon.
The guards standing outside immediately bowed their heads respectfully.
"Boss."
Dominic acknowledged them with a curt nod before walking inside.
The damp air smelled of blood and rust. Agonized groans echoed faintly through the dark corridor.
Dominic stopped in front of Ethan's cell first.
Ethan looked miserable. Blood stained the bandages wrapped around his chest, and his face had turned pale from pain and blood loss.
The moment he saw Dominic approaching, panic exploded across his face.
"Take me to the hospital," he shouted frantically. "I'll bleed to death at this rate."
Dominic's expression remained cold and unreadable.
"So what?" His deep voice echoed terrifyingly inside the dungeon.
