Chapter 19

Layla's POV

The pain was coming from my shoulder.

It almost felt like Vincent was helping me to clean my wound.

I opened my eyes and saw him pressing some bandages over the wound in my shoulder.

I cried out in pain.

"Told you. It's going to hurt," he said.

Then, he started carefully wrapping my arm with the clean bandages.

I opened my eyes wide to stare at him, trying to figure out what exactly he was doing.

Was this some sort of sick foreplay or he was just trying to treat my wound?

"You should be more careful when next time you lift your arm," he said. "It's a nasty wound. I saw some inflammation in your wound, so I had to get rid of it."

He had a serious look on his face, which made me blush again.

"Are you going to take me to see my father after this?" I asked in a trembling voice.

He didn't reply but pulled the bandages a bit harsher.

"Ah! It hurts!" I protested.

"I like you better when you are obedient," he said. "You should always address me as Master when you want to t