<h4>Chapter 503 Round 2</h4>


    "Young Miss.....Please calm down."


    After finally calming Cary down, some of the maids hurriedly changed her bedsheets, while others went over to wipe her body down instead.


    This was a normal process now, as every night after her nightmares.... they would rid her body and bed of all the sweat that had been umted so far.


    Cary just let them do as they pleased while stretching her body for them to wipe off.


    And after they were done.... they exited the room, so as to allow their mistress to rest again.


    After all, it was just 3 A.M


    Cary sighed and closed her eyes tight.


    Maybe she was just overthinking it.


    After all, several weeks have gone by since that incident... and nothing had happened to her ever since then.


    The security around her was tighter than ever, and her mother’s men were still looking for the bastard who cut off her right arm day in and day out.


    In fact, if she was the culprit.... she would definitely beying low right about now.


    And besides, how would that bastard even find his way into her estate?


    Thest time she was harmed, it happened in the slums of the Capital..... around the regions were even higher or ordinary noble’s wouldn’t be caught dead visiting.


    So one could see that the man in question could only harm her in ces that weren’t heavily guarded.


    Thus after thinking it through, she felt somewhat confident again.


    And soon, her consciousness slowly started drifting away into LaLa Land..... as she abandoned all thoughts of fear from her mind.


    .


    The entire room fell intoplete silence... and all that could be heard were the sounds of the young woman, steady breathing on her bed.


    Time went by slowly, and soon... Cary found herself in deep sleep.


    Her dream was now very different from the way it usually was... as usual, she was chased around by a sher.


    And out of nowhere, she was pped hard several times.... which shocked her silly.


    She opened her eyes in her dreams and realized that she was now tied up, and everything was nowpletely pitch ck and quiet.


    "Did you miss me?"


    Hearing a deep seductive voice, she first trembled for a while..... before finally settling down again.


    "Do your worst!


    This is just a dream, and I’ll soon wake up anyway!" She said angrily.


    Yes... this was a dream!


    And just like before, she would always wake up from it.


    So what was there to be scared of?


    She was done running from this dream killer.


    If he wanted to kill her, then why couldn’t she kill him back?


    Thinking about it like that, she sneered inwardly while still subconsciously telling herself that this was still a dream!


    ’Hahahahhahahha...’


    The voiceughed very a bit, which made her utterly furious.


    "What’s so funny?


    Do you think that I’m joking here?


    You are not real!


    You are just someone in my dreams!" Cary said coldly.


    As for the dream man in question, heughed so hard that his tummy soon began to hurt.


    "Hahahahhahahha!


    Little missy, as usual... you always crack me up.


    A dream?.... Heh!


    I hate to break it to you, but you see..... you’re not dreaming at all.


    Trust me... I’m as real as it gets.


    I know you still remember me from the incident in the slums.


    So how about we y again likest time, this time?"


    .


    What did he say?


    That he was real?


    Cary’s eyes opened widely the more she listened, and just before she could say anything.... her mouth had been stuffed with something and gagged up as well.


    Tears welled up in her eyes, as fearpletely overtook her now.


    This was no longer a dream..... this was reality!


    She was now face-to-face with the bastard who attacked herst time.


    What did he want?


    Why her?


    What did she ever do to him?


    She wanted to talk to him and plead for her life, but he had already gagged once more.


    ’Hmmmmmmm!’


    ’Hmmmmmmmmm!’


    ’Hmmmmmmmmmmmm!’


    She shivered uncontrobly while trying to scream and shout with all her might... but all that could be heard were low muffling sounds.


    "Are you trying to call for their attention out there?


    Hahahhahahha...


    Don’t waste your energy, they’re all knocked out cold.


    You’re still in your bedroom chamber, so chill down little missy.


    Eh?


    Are you worried that I killed them?


    How could you think of me to be so cruel?


    I only knocked them out and tied them up okay?


    You see... I have some of my spies in your estate, who have been observing the men who typically guard your Wing.


    Oh.... the same also goes for your maids.


    They’re all safe and sound as well.


    So don’t worry, no one will disturb us any longer.


    You now have me all to yourself.


    Isn’t that great?"


    ’Hmmmmmmmmmmmm!’


    Cary yelled through the cloth in her mouth while struggling to break free from her binds.


    Who would want to stay with this psycho?


    "Oh.... look at my manners, how can you spend quality time with me if you can’t even see me?"


    .


    With that, she heard her chamber door open.... and in came 3 burly men in hooded capes, who were all holding torches.


    They also wore masks... and all looked like they were here to initiate her into some sacred society or something.


    One stood on the right side of her bed, while the other 2 stood on the left side.


    The room was now somewhat illuminated, and she could now see all 4 men within the room.


    Of course the man who had been talking to her all this while, just stood at the bottom part of the bed with a sword in his hands.


    Seeing that same mask on his face, she struggled even more to break free.


    ’Hmmmmmmmmm!’


    ’kriek! Kriek! Kriek!’


    The bed rocked slightly, as she struggled to break free and run away as far as she could.


    But of course, it was useless.


    She looked at the sword in the man’s hands and felt a bad premonition.


    Why her?


    "Little missy... I’m really hurt that you would want to run away the moment you look my way.


    Don’t you think that your reaction is too much?


    You didn’t have the same reaction when you saw my men who are now standing beside you.


    So why are you now shaking as if it’s the end of the world?


    Little missy.... you’re really biased!!!!"


    _( :^:)


    Cary wanted to cry as she heard the man’sints.


    She’s biased?


    Wasn’t he the one with the sword in his hands?


    "Little missy.... even though your biased, I still like you.


    So I’ll make this as painless as possible, alright?"


    Cary looked at him and almost fainted from anger.


    Son of a b**ch!!!!!