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OLIVIA'S POV

Far away from home, in the gutter and slumps of the underworld I could feel my shoulder retracting back into my body, slowly I gained consciousness again looking round at the now empty room.

One would hear my heart beat even from a mile away.

I felt a sharp pain from somewhere in my head and as I reached instinctively to where I felt the pain was coming from, I noticed I was restrained.

Fuck…

I had done everything without thinking venturing into this place that was enough to be called a den of death, it was frustrating for me as well as other things that were roaming through my mind.

Naive…that was what I felt like, a part of me wished I had told him before leaving but I knew what he would have said, he most probably would have said something about us waiting and acting later.

I didn't have that much patient in me, and in a way it had resulted in this.

I tried to get away from the chair but saw that my father or perhaps one of his guards had done a good job with the rope