The Untouchable Ex Wife by Mizuki Sei

Stefan frowned. As he carefully made his way towards the door, the crying voice became louder.
“It must be Renee... they’re torturing Renee! Chase was lying, Renee can’t be the Night Demon’s younger sister! She would
never leave me behind!” Agitated, Stefan hurriedly opened the door. Unable to see, he tripped over the steps and crashed to the
ground, hurting his palms and knees. He quickly got up, but tripped and fell again after just a few steps. He was a complete
mess.
“Save me! Help! Don’t touch me! Get away from me!”
Stefan’s heart ached with worry when he heard the woman’s cries for help.
“Useless! Damn it, Stefan, you good-for-nothing!” Stefan snarled, feeling distraught. He covered his face with his hands, feeling
like he was losing his mind. How he wished he could gouge out his eyes! He knew his woman was in danger but couldn’t do
anything about it. It was worse than having someone torture him to death!
“Renee, wait for me. I’m coming! I’ll save you!” Stefan swore, his body sore as he stumbled and fell over and over again. At last,
he finally got closer to the crying voice. He was so close that it felt like she was right in front of him.
The cries for help gradually stopped.
A strong man pinned Seraphina down. Though she struggled, she was violated. Seraphina felt herself sink into deep despair.
Her hair was messy, and her cheeks, hands, and thighs were bruised and bleeding.
“Hahaha! As expected of a rich lady – her smooth skin and slim body are truly the best! What a reward!”
“Stop babbling and hurry up! Everyone is waiting for their turn!”
Seraphina did not make a sound. She listened to the men being vulgar, her face emotionless. As she stared up at the dark night
sky, tears silently rolled down her cheeks. She was just like a broken toy at the mercy of others.
Suddenly, the group of men stopped talking and moved away anxiously.
“Damn, what’s wrong with you guys? Why did you stop?” The man pinning Seraphina down quickly realized something was
wrong and looked back. His eyes widened in fear, and he immediately shot to his feet, scrambling to pull up his pants. He
ducked his head, hiding among the other men.

“Renee, is that you?” Stefan asked unsurely as he moved forward, reaching out to try and figure out where the woman was.
Despair marred his perfectly contoured face.
Impossible! He must have heard it wrong!
However, it was indeed the Night Demon’s style to do such an inhuman thing. Was Renee really...
“S-Stefan?” The heartbroken Seraphina heard Stefan’s voice and a spark of hope flickered in her. She looked at the man in
disbelief as she rushed towards him frantically. “Stefan? Is it really you, or am I hallucinating? You’re here... You’re finally here!”
Only then did Stefan realize that the voice was not Renee’s. Though it was unusually hoarse and sad, he vaguely recognized the
voice as Seraphina’s.
“Seraphina? Is that you?”