All Chapters of NERO’S GAME : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

CHAPTER 11: I'm not lying to you, sir.The room was colder this time. Way colder than Olivia could remember. Why did it suddenly get so cold?Was this another form of torture from the dark haired man, or maybe it was just Olivia’s body that had lost all warmth. She was weak, exhausted, and running on only a thin resilience that she had to find Connor, and see her mother again—even her cat, Lulu. Olivia already missed the little orange furball.She had no idea how long she had spent locked up in the dark and cold cell where fear, confusion and misery gnawed at her. The bruises on her wrists from the tight restraints ached, and her lips were cracked from dehydration. She had no idea of how much more of this she could take. To the best of her knowledge, she was totally innocent. She had not stolen anything from him. She did know what chip he was talking about. She had not touched anything except the glass and pitcher of juice, and then his jacket that she had taken to cover her torn cl

CHAPTER 13: The girl is with child The room was steeped in a stifling silence that was only interrupted by the occasional soft clinking of metal instruments as the doctor worked. Olivia lay motionless on the same chair she was tied to, her face was pale from blood loss,and her breathing had become shallow.Her dress had been cut open around the thigh area exposing the fresh wound on her thigh, to allow the doctor to stitch up her wound under the hawk-like meticulous watch of Nero and Nico.Nero stood with his arms crossed, his dark gaze fixed on Olivia’s limp form, unreadable. His jaw was tight, his mind a chaotic storm. She had looked so small when she collapsed, the blood pooling beneath her like spilled ink. Yet he felt nothing. She was a thief, and possibly a spy, he did not have an ounce of pity for her. He had asked Nico to call in the doctor, because he did not want her to die yet.Nico leaned against the wall, his usual stoicism masking whatever thoughts he might be harbori

CHAPTER 15: A child born in sin; a punishmentNero was not bothered that she had asked his staff for help to escape. He knew that nobody could escape the mansion.Worse still, no one could escape from him. Besides, he knew that Elena was loyal to him. She was a widow of one of his men who passed away a few years ago. She didn't want to leave and decided to stay back and serve as Nero’s housekeeper to stay close to her husband's memory. He had been a good boss to her and her husband, so he trusted her loyalty.“Plotting to escape after I’ve been such a gracious host?” He tsked, shaking his head at the frightened girl. He took in the surroundings before turning back to her.“I even gave you a bed instead of a cold, dirty floor. That’s not very appreciative of you,Liv,” he mocked with a fake hurt tone.Olivia forced her trembling hands to still. “Why am I here?”He smirked. “You know why.”Her stomach knotted. It was the same old story again. She did not know how else to convince him ab

CHAPTER 17: A treasonous gathering Obsessive ambition was something that had always led the DeSantis men. For some, like Nero, and his father, it drove them to great heights of success. But for others like Luigi and his father, Tomasso, who was the twin brother of Nero’s father, it was something that merely exposed and highlighted their innate weakness and lack of superiority in the face of their competition.Just like his father before him, Luigi wanted the position of Don. And just like his father before him who hated his twin brother–Luigi hated his cousin, Nero.He hated him just as much as he feared him, but it did not stop him from trying to sabotage and jeopardise his formidable cousin. He did not take care to be subtle about his ambition which could get him killed. Nero’s inability to marry and sire the much needed heir, and the re-emergence of the Russian bratva, were giving him the right weapons to use against his seemingly invincible and flawless cousin. Now, all he nee

CHAPTER 19: Now I get to do with you what I please, wife.Olivia had never imagined her wedding day as a child. She was not given the opportunity to be a normal child, and have a normal childhood like other children.When she met Connor, she knew that she would want to marry him. She would be okay with any kind of ceremony that he could afford, as long as they were together.But now, she was being prepared to sign her life, and freedom away to a ruthless and terrifying man. She wanted to run away or disappear from there but she knew that she couldn't. A heavy silence loomed in the room, punctuated only by the soft rustling of silk and lace as Rea fastened the last clasp on Olivia’s wedding dress.Olivia had only met the twin sister of her future husband a few hours ago, when she came to see her. She was kind, and not as scary as her brother.Olivia stood in front of the full-length mirror, staring at her reflection as if she were looking at a stranger. The ivory gown clung to her fig