All Chapters of NERO’S GAME : Chapter 51 - Chapter 56

CHAPTER 52: And yet you're hereOlivia had never felt a room so cold. It wasn’t the temperature, it was the silence. Hours had passed since Connor had been brutally beaten by Nero and taken away. Hours had passed since she had no idea how he was; if he was still alive. She was no longer in the infirmary wing. No sooner had Connor been taken away, then some guards arrived with Elena and moved her back to the main house, and this time back to Nero’s bedroom.Whatever progress she made when he listened to her and let her have her own bedroom was lost. She was back to square one—locked up like a prisoner.The silence of the house was deafening. It was like a house where screams had gone unanswered. Olivia curled into the corner of the large bed, arms wrapped around her knees, rocking herself as tears slid soundlessly down her cheeks. Even in her misery, her hands were still subconsciously wrapped around her middle.She hadn't stopped crying. Every breath felt like glass in her lungs. She

CHAPTER 54: A coin tossed on the tableOlivia’s throat tightened. His words cut like a blade. Anything I ask? She was not dumb nor was she too dense not to read the intent in his tone.She swallowed the thick lump in her throat, wiping her sweaty palm on the fabric of her dress. She nodded. Her voice trembled. “Yes. Please. Just don’t kill him, Nero. I beg you.”A pang of fury mixed with bitterness crawled up Nero’s throat. His eyes narrowed, his silence louder than a shout. Olivia was not expecting it, when he suddenly reached out and dragged her closer by the wrist, his grip firm but not enough to hurt or bruise. His words were ice wrapped in steel. “You dare to beg for him. You dare to plead for another man before me. Not for yourself. Not for me. You fall to your knees and plead… for another man?”Olivia whimpered, but dared not to move an inch. He dragged her so close to his face again that his breath ghosted against her cheek, harsh and bitter. “Do you know what that does

CHAPTER 56: Connor was poisonedThe heavy iron doors groaned as Nico pushed them open. And just as soon as he stepped into the familiar dark hole, the damp stench of the dungeon curled into Nero’s lungs, foul as a rotting corpse. He descended the stone steps with controlled strides, his hands shoving into the pockets of the sweatpants he just pulled on as he slid out of bed a few minutes ago. The feelings and memories of yesterday still lingered, as he was still wound tight inside. Every nerve in his body was raw from the events of the previous day. The brutal butchering of one of his men, the return of Olivia’s ex, and her continued attachment to him. He knew he had been rough with her last night. He should have been more gentle because of the baby. Yet what he had unleashed on her was the gentlest he could based on the way he was feeling.His jaw flexed; his hands itched for violence. He needed to break something. “Nico. Call the doctor and have him come over to check on Olivia.”