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Elvira walked in, as haughty as a peacock, sniffing the air, and then a sinister smile appeared on her crimson lips. "I see the brat is here. Let me have him," she said to me with a condescending tone. "No, no, no!" Olivia cried, her arms flailing around and raw pain shook her body. "Give him to me. That's mine. He's mine." "Get the brat!" Elvira shouted at her guards, who quickly rushed into the room with swords drawn.

The way he’d looked up with those wrecked, devoted eyes while I spilled down his throat. Olivia was crying openly now, tears streaking her cheeks, mascara running in dark rivers. Her whole body shuddered with every slam of my hips. “Hudson ... fuck ... too much” she sobbed, but her hips still rocked down to meet me, greedy even through the overwhelm.

Olivia froze at the door, watching the scene unfold in disbelief. Sofia suddenly turned, catching Olivia’s gaze. Her eyes flared with rage. “What are you looking at, Olivia? Are you enjoying this? Laughing at me?” she spat venomously. Olivia’s expression remained calm, her voice even. “Laughing? Why would I laugh at a child’s suffering? What kind of monster do you take me for?” “You’re a hypocrite!” Sofia snapped. “You’ve always hated me. I bet you’re delighted to see my son like this!”

The break from all of it from all of their noise and all of their disturbance " I just want to be alone right now Olivia please come back," " no just leave me I can't believe this!"

Olivia: If I didn't care, I wouldn’t be speaking with you anymore Ash: Brat Olivia: And the brat wants something Ash: Hmm, Why do I have a feeling I know what it is Olivia: I don't know, do you?

Dimitri smirked with triumph. "You were beautiful before. But now, with all that blood dripping down your face, you look hot" he said with lust. Olivia is petrified. She started to struggle to break free from her confines. Her body was screaming with pain, but she didn't let that pain stop her from struggling. She knows it will be an end to her life the moment these bikers touch her. To her relief, the dead branches and roots gave in and she started rolling down the slope again.

Olivia said, her voice trembling. “Olivia, we must be brave. They’re trying to make us feel powerless, but we still have one thing left — our choice. We can’t let ourselves be trapped in their game. I won’t let you suffer, and I won’t let them threaten us. It’s because you’re the woman I love that they want you dead — so that I’ll suffer.”

That leaves my ribs open and they attack so mercilessly. “Why would you come here willingly huh? Don’t you know Zade hates you so much?” “if you are not a legacy, why bother coming here? Such a trashy person, a slut like that mother of yours!” “you are weak, depending on the mercy of others to survive. Do you think you would have lasted here? You deserve to die. Powerless and weak people like you deserve to be crushed under my heel!” Olivia shouts as she beats me with the club on my arms and head.

I said fiercely trying to keep my voice from breaking, but a hint of desperation crept into my tone, "We are not not letting you go..." Olivia looked at me with sad eyes filled with gratitude and pain. A single tear rolled down her cheek, "You're all good friends," she said softly, her voice wavering, "Thank you for playing along with me in this hell..." Her voice came out soft yet resolute, laced with finality.

I shouldn’t let that dickhead’s words get to my head, that’s probably what he intended when he said this, but I just… I don’t know. I just feel so sad every time someone mentions my brother Matthew. “ Are you crying, rogue? ” Olivia’s voice invades my ears and she appears in my room with her full speed. I sit up in the bed, knowing trouble is on its way. Alpha King is not here and everyone wants to get back at me. My eyes move toward Olivia who is standing in front of my bed now. Her arms are folded over her chest. Her eyes are slightly red, indicating, she is hungry for blood.