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Chloe hated how he could make each punishment a full public display of his power. This time, he used vervain to torture her. Her handcuffs cut her skin like a sword, and she still could feel her guts burning after all the vervain he forced her to swallow. Stained blood and tears covered her face, the blood staining lower on her collar bones. Her cheeks faintly red, still her blood still boiling from all the concealed rage inside her. She wanted to make him pay for each humiliation he pulled on her, to every time he used his power to put her down while he fed his arrogance and vanity. One of his little minions suggested he should cast any spell on her, that would bring her more pain. Chloe could swear she heard the mighty witch’s heart skip a beat. If he had one of course. Flashing them a charming smile, he dismissed the suggestion, but Chloe couldn’t let that down. The little drop of sweat that formed in his temple confirmed her suspicion. Somehow, he had lost his powers. Taking all of her strenght left, she broke the handcuffs, an animalistic sound coming from her echoed in the dark dungeon. With pure fire and hate in her gaze, the vampire lunged on him, pressing his back against the ground, her hand broke the skin tissue and his ribs so she could grab his rotten heart. “Rot in hell, bitch”, she growled, looking into his eyes as she smashed his heart inside the ribcage. She pulled her hand off and backed off from the body. The vampire licked the blood from her fingers as she eyed the other witches in the shadows.
