Trigger Warning: This chapter contains graphic scenes of physical and psychological torture, including intense violence and trauma-related content. Reader discretion is strongly advised.
"Why are you crying, Alexandria?" Heinz's voice was deceptively soft, a cruel imitation of concern as he knelt before her. His gloved hand gripped her chin tightly, forcing her tear-streaked face up to meet his gaze. "Aren't you in love with me?"
She flinched, her lips trembling as tears streamed down her face. Heinz's eyes narrowed.
"Don't you like this?" he whispered—then unleashed the current.
Electricity crackled through his fingertips as he cast a pulse of magic directly onto her skin. Alexandria's entire body jolted violently against the restraints.
Her back arched, her muscles spasmed, and her throat constricted with a silent scream. The silencing spell robbed her of even that dignity.
He didn't let go.
