Olivia’s POV“That wasn’t necessary.” I tell him, unable to look him in the eyes. Lucious pulls me up by the chin, eyes locked on each other. A smile spreading across his face. “I didn’t see you protest to it tho.”I frown, pulling my head from his grasp. “It was against my will and you know it.”“What?” He laughs, almost as if his mocking me.Is he?I can’t tell, but it seems like he is. So I move a way from him. My hands held together, eyes staring at the floor while I walked away. “Olivia.” He says, eating up the distance between us. I felt his hand on my elbow, holding me softly as he pins me to a stop. I turned immediately and glare at him. My eyes moving from his hand to him. Slowly, he lets go of me. “Olivia, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean it like that, and you know it.” He voice is soft and convincing. But I wanted him out of here as much as possible. There was something his presence was invoking in me, and I wasn’t comfortable with it. He had to go, and that was now. “Leave.”
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