Chapter 3

Gabby’s POV

He took gloves that were laying on a table nearby which also contained different torture tools. He slipped on the gloves and picked up my right hand, he clamped the cuff to it and I howled in pain as it got clamped around my hand.

I knew now why he had worn gloves, the cuffs were made of silver. The second hand was also fastened on the next silver cuff and then he smiled in satisfaction as my face scrunched up in pain.

He walked over to where the whips were to get one to begin his torture. I didn’t know which was worse, the whip landing on my back that had silver spikes embedded in it or the burning sensation around my wrist due to the silver cuffs. I bit back my screams so as not to give him the satisfaction but my pains and his torture increased. I couldn’t take it anymore.

‘Do you want me to?’ Hera asked.

‘Yes, do it, please,’ I smiled inwardly as I felt the wounds on my back closing, and the blood begins to dry up. Hera was helping me he