A plaything?
That could be lent out?
Did John not say before that she would only ever belong to him? Did he not say that she belonged to him forever and ever?
Why was she now a plaything to him?
After some time, Olivia heard footsteps approaching. The sound made her heartbeat quicken.
Johnny was coming. What would he do now?
Olivia did not know when she began fearing alone time with John. She was always afraid that he would hit her again.
Abruptly, her hair was forcefully yanked from behind, dragging her off the bed.
John’s lips were close to her chilly ears as he spat through gritted teeth. “Olivia Larson, how could you be such a b*tch?”
“Johnny, I didn’t… I really didn’t…”
Olivia knew her attempt to explain was futile, but besides explaining, what else could she do?
“You didn’t?”
John tugged her hair, making her head turn to face him while his other hand clicked his phone open to play a video recording. He shoved his phone before Olivia’s eyes and barked, “Watch carefully
