Mrs. Wolfe ordered the maids to drag April to the basement, a room designed by Dominic for torturing those who betrayed him. Mrs. Wolfe thought April deserved to be locked up down there even without Dominic's explicit orders.
The first few hours of April being tied up were excruciating.
Her hands were held high above her head by metal chains, the cold steel biting into her wrists. Mrs. Wolfe gathered the strongest maid to punish her, and soon April was drenched in her own blood, each lash bringing her closer to the brink of unconsciousness.
The basement echoed with April's muffled cries, each one growing weaker as the punishment wore on.
The strongest maid, a burly woman with a menacing face, swung the whip with mechanical precision, each strike forceful. Mrs. Wolfe watched with cold satisfaction, her eyes never leaving April's battered form.
