Olivia's POV The kitchen was a battlefield, the air thick with the metallic tang of fear and the echo of Austin’s knife slicing through the air, its blade a deadly arc aimed at Marcus. My heart pounded, a frantic drumbeat in my chest, my body pinned in Marcus’s bruising grip, his hand a vise around my arm as he dragged me toward the door, his threat a dark promise that chilled my blood. Austin’s face was a mask of fury, his eyes cold, his voice a low growl—“, my tears streaming, my breath shallow as Marcus’s strength overwhelmed me, his obsession with finding Vivian and Aiden. My chest heaved, my voice a choked plea, my eyes locked on Austin, desperate for rescue, for safety, for the life we’d fought to reclaim.Marcus dodged the knife, his reflexes sharp, his body twisting as the blade embedded itself in the doorframe with a dull thud, its failure sparking a rage that made my stomach lurch. His hand shot to my neck, his fingers tightening, a crushing grip that stole my breath, m
Last Updated : 2025-05-31
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