Kate was under strange tortures. She was tortured more mentally than physically.

Tristan's palm was dry and slightly hot. This unfamiliar contact made her breathe irregularly. Kate felt his hand move down to below her waist. When it passed by her groin, she shivered all over and had to bite her lips so as not to cry out.

And gradually, the shame was replaced by horror.

She spread her fingers and saw through the seam. He was holding her left ankle and playing with it like he ...