Olivia POV The guy dragged me into a room, my eyes heavy with tears that threatened to spill over at any moment. I stumbled, my heels scraping against the cold floor as he yanked me along. My heart was racing, my mind a jumbled mess of fear and panic. Where was I? Why had he taken me from Mattéo's present? As we entered the room, he tossed me inside like a rag doll. I landed hard on the floor, the impact jolting through my body. My wrists were bound by rough rope that dug into my skin, a harsh reminder of my captivity. I glared up at him, my eyes flashing with anger and resentment. "Shut up," he growled, his voice like a crack of thunder. "Someone will bring food for you." I laughed, a harsh, mocking sound. "You're an asshole," I spat, my voice venomous. His face twisted into a cruel smile, and he let out a loud, booming laugh. "You're feisty, I'll give you that," he said, his eyes glinting with amusement. "But you'll learn to behave soon enough." With that, he turned on his hee
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