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Sebastian“Olivia... Olivia!"She was out cold on the floor.The sight knocked the air clean out of my lungs. My heartbeat spiked, racing against the time I suddenly didn’t have. One second stretched into an eternity as I stood frozen, the world around me falling into a suffocating silence that screamed louder than anything I’d ever heard.In that moment, a thousand thoughts raced through my mind, tripping over each other in a chaotic blur—but none screamed louder than pure, searing confusion.What the hell had happened to her?Was this Philip? What did he do to her? Why wasn’t anyone—anyone—in the goddamn mansion to help her? This place always felt like it was overflowing with people when I needed quiet. Now, when I needed someone—anyone—it was a graveyard.Did he find out she was spying on him?Fuck, I just got her back. I just held her, kissed her, heard her voice—and now this?I stared at her unconscious body lying so still on the cold marble floor, her dark hair fanned around her
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Olivia"You know this isn’t necessary, right? I can walk."A bright grin broke out, and his whole face lit up with laughter. His eyes crinkled at the corners, and for a moment, I forgot everything else.I held onto him as he walked up the stairs… of our home, to our room. His steps were strong and steady, and I could feel the faintest bounce in his stride, like he was proud of carrying me—like I was precious cargo and not a woman who hadn't showered in days."I know you can, but I chose to carry you—because I can, and I'm your husband, so I have every right to." Sebastian said, a soft pout forming at the corners of his mouth. It was the cutest damn thing I'd ever seen and made me want to poke his cheek just to see if he’d bite.I kept my head tucked into the curve of his neck, breathing him in. Warm skin. Crisp soap. That soft expensive cologne he always wore—the kind that smelled like power and storms and safety.And I smelled like... hospital. Bandages. Antiseptic. Shame.He should
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OliviaMy eyes fluttered open as golden light spilled into the room like honey, sliding across the silk sheets and kissing my bare skin with warmth. I turned to face Sebastian, who slept peacefully beside me. His eyes were still closed, his face relaxed—he looked so calm, no blemishes or those marring scars lingering on his face like it had when I'd damaged his face. I couldn’t resist reaching out to touch him.My fingers traced along his soft skin; it was smoother than silk. My breath caught as I took in the sight—his thick lashes resting against his cheeks, that sharp jawline, and the subtle rise and fall of his chest. He looked even more handsome while he slept, and the sight alone brought a warm smile to my lips.Olivia, you are one lucky girl. I mean, just look at the man!That face? Sinfully beautiful. And mine. God must’ve had a weak moment when he handed me this man.I brushed my fingers against his ears. He let out a low groan, eyes still closed. “Don’t stop now,” his voice l
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PhilipWe’ve got just ten minutes,” I whispered, pulling her in from the hallway and into the dimly lit room.The door slammed behind us with a hollow thud, swallowing the outside noise. Shadows clung to the corners of the room, the air thick with tension and lust, humming like an electric current between our bodies.I pushed her hard against the wall, my hand already sliding up her thighs and under her dress. The feel of her skin against my palm sent a bolt of heat straight to my core.She moaned like the wicked little thing she was. I liked that sound—it made every second count. Her voice was thick with lust and desire, the exact fuel I needed. She knew exactly what she was doing to me—and God, did I enjoy it.Grabbing her chin harshly, I kissed her—deep, messy, aggressive. Our mouths clashed, teeth grazing, breath hot and frantic. She tasted like trouble and sweet surrender, and I wanted every last drop of her.Her blouse was open in seconds, tits spilling into my hands. I squeezed
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Olivia Regret tastes like the blood in my mouth and the stench of petrol burning my lungs. A cough rips through me, sharp and wet. Chains dig into my wrists, the cold metal biting deep, cutting skin. The smell of mold clings to everything in the warehouse, mixing with gasoline soaking the floor beneath me. My knees scream from hours on the concrete, swollen, bruised. Click. Clack. The sharp sound of heels slices through the silence. My head pounds, a dull ache of agony, but I force myself to look up. “Well, well, well… I see you’re enjoying your stay here, my darling Liv.” Hate churns in my throat, a bitter and corrosive bile, as my eyes meet Kaylee’s. She looks unbothered—like she didn’t just have me beaten half to death. A cruel smirk stretches her lips, her dark eyes shiny with wicked amusement. “Oh, c’mon, don’t look at me like that.” She pouts, her voice laced with mock pity as she struts closer. “Why?” My voice is a shaky whisper, barely more than a breath, as C
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Olivia Pain. Heat. Fire. My skin blisters under the unbearable heat. Smoke wraps around me, thick and suffocating, clawing its way into my lungs. I thrash, desperate to escape the burning agony. Two shadows loom just beyond the flames. Their faces twisted with cruel amusement, as if they’re enjoying my torment. “No, please don’t do this!” My scream cracks, raw and desperate. “No, pleas—” "Hold still." A deep, velvety voice cuts through the fog. A voice I know. It’s not the fire. It’s not hell. I blink my eyes open, my breath ragged. The light blinds me—too pure, too white. My pulse pounds in my chest, like it might shatter. This isn’t death. The light is too clean. There's no fire. No smoke. Then where am I? “Open your mouth.” The command is firm, clipped, allowing no argument. I obey on instinct. Something cool slips beneath my tongue—metal, smooth. A thermometer? “You still have a fever,” the voice says again, calmer this time. My heart skips a beat. Panic surg
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Olivia My fingers curl into fists against the mattress, nails biting into my palms as my mind scrambles for an answer. What do I say? I can’t just blurt out that I’ve been reborn—he’d probably think I’ve lost my damn mind. Sebastian cocks an eyebrow, waiting for an answer. The weight of his stare makes my head spin, my throat dry. I’m losing control of this moment, and I can’t afford that. So, I resort to the only thing I know will soften him. Pouting slightly, I press into his arms again, my voice dipping into something breathy and pleading. "Because I know now that you’re the only one meant for me. I’ve been blind all these years. Won’t you give your wife one more chance to show you how much she’s changed?" For a second—a flicker of hesitation flashes in his eyes. He’s thinking about it. But then, his jaw tightens, his muscles coiling beneath my touch. His hands push at my arms, his scowl deepening. "The Olivia I know isn’t really one to change after three nights in t
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Olivia Bingo. Of course, he took my bait. Typical Philip. Forcing a confused look on my face, more tears stream down my cheeks, my lips trembling like a fragile leaf in the wind. “W-why can’t I get divorced, Philip?” My voice comes out small, desperate. I clutch at his hands like a woman drowning, every bit the lovesick fool I used to be. “I can’t do this anymore. I can’t be without you for a single second!” My voice cracks, and I sniff, letting my shoulders tremble just enough to sell the act. Philip exhales as if he’s been carrying the weight of the world. “I know, babe, I know,” he murmurs after a moment, lifting my fingers to his lips. I fight the urge to wrench my hand away and scrub it against the sheets. God, how did I ever fall for this? His breath is warm against my skin, but all it does is send a sickening chill down my spine. His head dips, like he’s ashamed, and I almost roll my eyes. Oh please, Cue he guilty act. “I’m not worthy of you, Liv. I can’t stand to c
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Olivia"You know this isn’t necessary, right? I can walk."A bright grin broke out, and his whole face lit up with laughter. His eyes crinkled at the corners, and for a moment, I forgot everything else.I held onto him as he walked up the stairs… of our home, to our room. His steps were strong and steady, and I could feel the faintest bounce in his stride, like he was proud of carrying me—like I was precious cargo and not a woman who hadn't showered in days."I know you can, but I chose to carry you—because I can, and I'm your husband, so I have every right to." Sebastian said, a soft pout forming at the corners of his mouth. It was the cutest damn thing I'd ever seen and made me want to poke his cheek just to see if he’d bite.I kept my head tucked into the curve of his neck, breathing him in. Warm skin. Crisp soap. That soft expensive cologne he always wore—the kind that smelled like power and storms and safety.And I smelled like... hospital. Bandages. Antiseptic. Shame.He should
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Sebastian“Olivia... Olivia!"She was out cold on the floor.The sight knocked the air clean out of my lungs. My heartbeat spiked, racing against the time I suddenly didn’t have. One second stretched into an eternity as I stood frozen, the world around me falling into a suffocating silence that screamed louder than anything I’d ever heard.In that moment, a thousand thoughts raced through my mind, tripping over each other in a chaotic blur—but none screamed louder than pure, searing confusion.What the hell had happened to her?Was this Philip? What did he do to her? Why wasn’t anyone—anyone—in the goddamn mansion to help her? This place always felt like it was overflowing with people when I needed quiet. Now, when I needed someone—anyone—it was a graveyard.Did he find out she was spying on him?Fuck, I just got her back. I just held her, kissed her, heard her voice—and now this?I stared at her unconscious body lying so still on the cold marble floor, her dark hair fanned around her
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OliviaWas what I did stupid? Yes.Was it necessary though? Also yes.When Kaylee dropped me off, I immediately started to make my way upstairs. It took about two hours for the poison to start taking effect, and I had a couple of minutes left.The fact that Kaylee thought I didn’t know she added something to my drink shows how much they underestimated me. That was good.I'd remembered this exact same scenario happening in my past life, only now she poisoned me much sooner than expected. She must be desperate.Back then, Kaylee did the same thing. Whenever I left a drink and came back, or whenever she brought me one, it always had a funny smell. But I never gave much thought to it, seeing that she was like a sister to me and all that bullshit.Now, looking at it from this perspective—that was when it hit me. It wasn’t just the beating or the malnourishment in that warehouse that made me unable to move.The weakness I felt... my nerves refusing to respond, even with all my willpower. I
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The atmosphere felt awkward—Sebastian was right beside me, and Philip had just called him a psychopath.The air between us felt thick, like walking through fog made of tension. My heart hammered in my chest like it was trying to break out and run away from the mess I was about to make. I glanced at Sebastian, wondering how he would feel if I overplayed my role. I had just promised never to hurt him, and yet here I was, about to do it again.But what Sebastian did next took me by surprise—he took my hand in his.Warmth radiated from his touch, gentle but grounding, like he knew I was on the verge of spiraling and he refused to let me fall. For a second, my breath caught. My brain screamed to yank my hand away, to retreat into the safety of guilt, but my body? It leaned into him. Traitor.I wasn’t sure whether to move or just stay in that moment. His touch was warm, and it comforted me.He gave me a small nod and a reassuring smile. He really knew how to read people. I felt so nervous a
