Destined to Love You novel Chapter 101

Angelia turned to look at him. The fear that remained in her heart had already forgotten.

Jonathan put her back on the bed and covered her with a quilt.

"I'm fine."

Jonathan insisted, "You don't look fine. Rock-a-by. Or I will sleep with you?"

Just then, Angelia quickly closed her eyes.

Jonathan was startled. Actually he hoped that Angelia would resist now.

Why did sleeping with her become a punishment that could be used to frighten her?

He stared at Angelia for a while, but had to cover her with the quilt. And then he turned and walked out.

As soon as he closed the door, the expression on his face suddenly became sharp.

The old castle towering on the top of the mountain was originally built by a foreign Duke in the 1960s.

After losing the battle, the Duke fled in a hurry, and even the castle was destroyed by angry people, leaving nothing but ruins.

Five years ago, Jonathan picked here and the surrounding area to build a kingdom of their own for "Angela".

The dilapidated castle was rebuilt, and the buildings on the ground were renewed.

But below the ground, the interrogation rooms, prison cells and basements left in accordance with the ancient European traditions all been kept.

Jonathan walked towards the basement, not too hasty or too slowly.

The steps made of cyan stone slabs extend all the way down, and dim wall lamps illuminated a small area around it.

Because there was no sunshine all year round, the air was moist.

Jonathan walked down, the light shone on his expressionless face, cold and awesome.

His movements were extremely elegant. With a blue shirt and a striped vest of the same color, he looked like a nobleman of the last century.

Under the light, he looked like the most vicious desperadoes with deep and fierce look.

These two temperaments blend perfectly in him.

He slowly walked towards the only person in the dungeon.

Zach was tied up on the shelf. Steward and two bodyguards stood by.

The slash on his forehead had been stopped bleeding and the coagulated blood turned dark red after drying still remained on his face.

"Sir." Steward stepped forward.

Although he knew Zach had kidnapped Miss Hunk and almost did something heinous to her, it was a life after all.

He guessed something. Truman didn't take him to the police, but here. He worried that Jonathan would do something implosive.

Although that was the case, if Mr. Miller really did, he would not hesitate to help deal with the corpse.

Jonathan waved his hand.

"You go out first."

Steward was startled and looked at Zach who was still in a coma.

"Yes, sir."

They went out of the basement and closed the door.

Before they could go far, they heard the screams from inside.

The two bodyguards looked back in surprise.

Since what happened five years ago, they have never seen Jonathan torturing someone like this.

Hearing the begging and screams from inside, the bodyguards frowned.

Steward didn't turn a hair and said faintly, "Clean the dungeon after Mr. Miller coming out."

The two bodyguards nodded.

"Steward, Mr. Miller..."

"Mr. Miller has his own measure."

They waited for full four hours. And the screams from inside also lasted for four hours.

It wasn't until the sky gradually darkened that the door behind them was finally opened.

A gust of cold wind blew out of the basement immediately, and a strong smell of blood came over.

Steward and the two bodyguards raised their eyebrows and saw the spotless Jonathan come out from inside.

The smell of blood on his body was particularly strong, as if he had just been soaked in blood, but there wasn’t even a blood stain on his hands or on his suit.