Grace’s legs almost turned to jelly as his attacking stance faltered and he barely kept himself from falling down by leaning on his sword that was now lodged in the floor of the wooden cabin.

“Ohh~ let’s see for how long you can maintain this rebellious attitude when I have your little sparrow in my hands.” Nelson smiled wickedly as he taunted Grace into attacking him. He knew that Grace wouldn’t dare to attack him with Taylor’s life in his control. He just sought pleasure in Grace’s misery. Nelson had hated this man quite a lot because of Clara. Grace was the protector of the hateful woman who kept getting in between him and the goddess in his heart; Violet.

Grace was gritting his teeth furiously and his face had turned red in anger. He looked like he would pounce on Nelson the moment the dagger on Taylor’s neck retreated.

“Looks like you have guts. You don’t even care what happens to your little girlfriend here. Maybe it is time to teach you a lesson.”

Grace’s furious expression faltered the moment Nelson mentioned Taylor. He was now afraid; afraid that something might happen to Taylor because of him. He tried to look more obedient and compromising but the hate he felt towards Nelson couldn’t be hidden despite all his efforts. His eyes held the daggers intended for Nelson’s heart and Nelson could see it too.

“This lesson will be very helpful to you in the future. I know you will thank me one day for it.”

Nelson was only teasing him by lingering around Taylor with a menacing expression because he loved how Grace’s crestfallen expression looked. So he decided to play with him some more.

“The lesson that I want to teach you is ‘You DON’T ** with the person holding a knife to your girlfriend’s throat’. A little slip and the little sparrow’s neck might be dangling the next second spilling blood all over like a broken faucet.” Nelson viciously ripped Taylor’s blouse and her brassiere right in front of Grace’s eyes as he taught him the lesson syllable by syllable and asked Grace to repeat it with him.

A grief filled gut wrenching scream escaped Grace’s throat damaging his vocal chords from the inside as he watched his girlfriend’s breasts fully revealed in front of two outsiders who were leering at her bosom greedily with lust clouding their eyes. ．

Roaring his lungs out, Grace lunged towards Nelson with his fists raring to make an impact with his smug face but was held back by a group of guards who had appeared out of nowhere.

The trap had been carefully prepared for him because the guards had arrived as soon as he entered the cabin. They had to have been watching the cabin from the vicinity.

Despite all his strength and sword skills, he felt powerless in front of them. He could beat down one or two with his bare hands but the group of guards managed to control him in mere seconds after his outburst.

A stream of tears leaked from Taylor’s eyes as she tried to struggle against the two men on her either side. She looked towards them in defiance but the tears in her eyes only urged them on more.

The man with the dagger threateningly put the dagger closer to Taylor’s throat as he made a few swishing actions that nearly pulled Grace’s soul out of the body. Even Taylor almost saw the end of her life but her assailants seemed to have no intention of killing her; they were just playing with her and torturing Grace for no apparent reason.

Grace only hoped that Nelson wouldn’t touch Taylor. He couldn’t risk her life even if he had to sell his soul to keep her safe. He was willing to give his life for her but even he knew that Nelson wouldn’t make it that easy for him. The monster definitely had his plans. The best he could do was to keep his woman safe no matter what.

“It looks like you haven’t learnt your lesson well. I don’t like dumb students like you. Show me your potential; what you can do for me and I just might let go of her.” Nelson was intent on breaking down Grace’s spirit completely because only then would he be of use to him.

Grace on the other hand looked like a beast with his teeth clenched tightly and red overtaking his vision. He couldn’t handle the disgrace his girlfriend was going through and most of all he felt anger at his own weakness for not being able to save Taylor.

“Don’t you dare touch her; you bastard. I swear I will tear your whole bastard family limb from limb if you dare lay your hands on her. I will chase you down to the ends of the world if I have to but I will pull your insides out myself.” Grace roared at the top of his lungs as he viciously cursed and threatened Nelson while fighting off the plethora of guards holding him down.

“It looks like you still don’t understand the situation entirely. You see; this little woman over here belongs to me, not you. She is the Hunter family’s property since birth and has yet to pay off her value to us.” Nelson ran his finger along the length of her face as he took his time caressing her face while the man with the dagger kept her from struggling by holding on to her chin.

Taylor couldn’t spit venom or else she might have murdered the both of them already.

“What do you want? Let her go and we can talk by ourselves.” said Grace as he tried to hold in his indignation. He only wanted to save Taylor from the humiliation she was going through.

“You never learn, do you? This isn’t the right attitude to talk to someone in my position. It seems like I need to demonstrate more of my power so you can understand your own position.”