All Chapters of NERO’S GAME: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

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.”

CHAPTER 58: You did thisOlivia’s scream echoed against the dungeon walls, bouncing back at her, raw and broken. Her jade-green eyes, wide as saucers, were shimmering with disbelief as she stumbled past Nero, trying to throw herself at the lifeless body on the floor.“Connor!” Her voice cracked, splintering like glass. She gripped the bars of the cell so tightly her knuckles blanched, her thin frame shaking violently. “No… no, no, no—”Nero stood still watching her with simmering anger. Olivia hardly acknowledged him, and neither did she answer his prior question. She was about to launch herself on Connor’s body.Nico stepped in her path before she could collapse into the filth. His large hand reached out and caught her shoulders, firm, impersonal, and very strangely cautious. “Donna,” he said, voice low. “Don’t.”She jerked away from him, her eyes wild and filled with tears. “Don’t? He’s dead!” Her chest heaved as her gaze darted between Nico, Nero, and finally landed on the bodies

CHAPTER 60: I will never forgive you “Careful?” she repeated, with a bitter, hysterical laugh. Tears streaked her pale cheeks, dripping onto the silk robe that still barely clung to her shoulders. “You have ruined my life. You’ve taken everything from me already… my freedom, my dignity, even my body…” Her voice shook, “And now him. Tell me, why should I be careful? What more is left to take? My soul?” “Stop,” Nero thundered, standing to his full height, his tone edged like a blade. Yet Olivia did not backtrack. Her grief made her mad and reckless. “You promised me!” she cried, her voice cracking as her green eyes blazed into his. “Last night…” her eyes snapped shut like she was confronted with a video proof of what had happened in the same bed she was laying on now. She reopened them, “...last night when I gave myself to you, you promised you wouldn’t touch him. That was the deal. My self for his life. And now he’s gone. You cheated me!” A few quick strides, and he was at t