Chapitre 4: Scars
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Edgar pulled back the zipper of his pants. He took a cigarette and lighter from the desk drawer, then lit a cigarette and puffed out the smoke. He glanced at Stephanie who was sitting on the floor, sobbing and covering her naked body with only a satin shirt after being so badly fucked.
"Let's just say what we did was pay to stop Daphne's punishment. Don't cry. You should be happy that I forgive you for such a big mistake and grant your wish," said Edgar, stepping out of the library with his shirt unbuttoned completely. He left Stephanie hugging herself alone, feeling at the bottom and lower than a bitch.
'Happy?' Stephanie looked down, watching every tear that fell onto the floor. 'Well... I'm happy,' she reassured herself with a smile. However, her tears couldn't lie. She cried louder until it was able to pierce the hearts of anyone who heard it.
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Daphne is holding a long cloth covering her whipping body while being assisted by two women who are also members of the mafia.
"You're lucky that master is interested in you, Daphne. He even took the words that had come out of his mouth," Belinda said in a harsh tone.
Daphne laughed wryly. "Just let it go. I don't need your help. I can still walk without your help to my room," she said arrogantly.
Belinda's steps immediately stopped. Causing Kate who was carrying Daphne's left shoulder to stop walking and turn to her.
"I did," Belinda said pulling herself away from Daphne. She looked at the pale-faced girl with hostility. "If I didn't run into the master earlier, I wouldn't want to carry your body," she snapped.
Daphne nodding. Another girl who likes Edgar. She could understand that hateful look. "Okay. But, you should have said that earlier when Edgar told you to." She forcibly removed Kate's hand that was supporting her.
The introverted girl, Kate, looked surprised.
"Thanks for your help, Kate. Though I don't know if you forced or not. But that's enough. I can walk alone to my room," Daphne said tightening the cloth that almost showed her injured back as she walked with a slight bow to her room which was at the end of the corridor.
Belinda clenched her jaw. Her breath caught as she watched Daphne leave who was arrogant despite being sick.
"Not Stephanie, not you. You're both bitches!" Belinda exclaimed.
"Well, at least you have to be as good-looking as us to get Edgar's attention," Daphne replied with a satisfied chuckle. "But it seems difficult for you because there will be a lot of things you have to do. Like wearing heavy makeup or plastic surgery, maybe?"
Belinda was about to step out in anger, but Kate held her shoulders and shook her head slightly with a sharp look.
"I don't know what will happen to you if you harass Daphne and Stephanie. Edgar has a lot of eyes. I suggest you back off. I'm just making a suggestion," Kate asserted. After that, she turned her head again to Daphne who was still walking even though her blood was splattered on the floor.
"I'll send a doctor for you!" Kate exclaimed which Daphne responded with a wave of her hand shooing her to go away. "I'll still send it even if you refuse!" She cried again, then turned to Belinda who had a murderous look. She removed her hand from Belinda's shoulder, took a deep breath, then walked in the opposite direction of Daphne.
"I wish I could kill you, Daphne!" shouted Belinda in the corridor.
"Try it once," Daphne replied defiantly and it sounded clear to the ears of both, Belinda and Kate who had walked away.
Belinda stomped furiously, then turned around and followed Kate who was walking already ten meters away from her.
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"How is she, Eddy?" Kate asked watching Emily sterilize the whip wound Daphne had on her back.
"Well, you can see. It's bad enough to leave scars." Eddy glanced at Daphne who was face down and holding on to the pillow while moaning a little as her wound was sterilized. "But I'm surprised at you, Daphne. Why are you acting so nice? It's like you've just been stabbed with a needle," he continued.
"Then, should I scream? Just getting whipped is exhausting," Daphne replied with a shaky breath. "And this isn't my first scars."
"Well, you're not even worried about the long whip wound that will leave scars on your back. I suggest when you're healed, get a black panther tattoo to make it look cool," said Eddy laughing bitterly at his suggestion as a doctor.
"Thanks for your advice. I did think about getting a tattoo when I was whipped earlier," Daphne replied as she glanced at her back and hissed softly.
Eddy shook his head slowly. "She's being whipped, but thinking about getting a tattoo instead of asking Fabian to stop," he mumbled almost in frustration.
"At least, say that you're hurt. Why is your prestige so high, anyway?" Kate grumbled as she crossed her arms over her chest.
"My personality is none of your business," Daphne replied. She glanced at Eddy. "I can't drink alcohol?"
"Yes, you know that," replied Eddy with a low breath. "I warn you not to, or your wound will take longer to heal."
"Hmm, okay. How about one glass?"
"Daphne!" scolded Eddy growling in his chair. His eyes caught Daphne's nosy grin. He took a deep breath with a resigned expression. "Well, it's up to you. As a doctor, I warned you."
"Alright, chill out. I just asked." Daphne glanced at Kate again. "You saw Stephanie?" She asked Kate with a serious expression.
"No," Kate answered immediately.
"You should know and be able to answer because I'm going to ask you that," Daphne replied which made Kate's emotions unbearable.
The girl carrying Eddy and Emily went out of Daphne's room without a word.
And Daphne chuckled as she watched Kate leave.
"If you keep acting like that, you'll have more enemies in the base, Daphne." Eddy reminded.
"Since the beginning, there have been many. Since becoming Edgar's confidant, there have been more. And if it's too much, why should I change my attitude?" Daphne chimed in playing her logic.
Emily, who had finished sterilizing Daphne's whip wound, got up from the edge of the bed and threw away the cloth covered in Daphne's blood. "They are indeed enemies with Daphne, but no one can hurt her, because master loves her so much. She's the brains of our Black Panther," she said.
"Well, you're right, Darling. Without Daphne, Manston would have no opponent. That would be very boring," replied Eddy putting all the equipment into his doctor's bag.
"Whatever." Daphne rolled her eyes. "Oh, when you're done, please come outside and call Stephanie to come here," Daphne asked. She turned to Emily. "Can you help me put on a shirt?"
"You're not allowed. Your wound could rub against the shirt," Emily replied, shaking her head.
Daphne furrowed her brows. "You mean I can't wear any clothes, huh? Naked and face down like this all day in bed?"
"Yes. At least for the next five days," Emily answered.
Daphne exhaled harshly in an exaggerated manner. She buried her face in the pillow, then turned back to Emily who was now by Eddy's side.
"In the next few days, there will be a meeting to take revenge on Manston. I have to meet Edgar!" Daphne said disapprovingly.
"It's not your presence that's needed, but your brain. Just tell Edgar to come to your room for a meeting. I'm sure he will come," said Eddy, cocking his chin.
"And I'm naked on the bed?" Daphne replied sharply.
"Well, definitely," said Eddy with a smile.
"Call Stephanie here! Hurry up!" Daphne snapped which made Eddy and Emily immediately get out of there while grumbling.
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État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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