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She hugs him back tightly and the fire covers them together, burning them to death. "Oliver!" Emily calls her name when she notices Olivia is about to open her eyes. "Wake up! You are safe now!" She says gently to her. Oliver opens her eyes to the white ceiling on top of her. The smell of drugs hit her. Where is she? Where is Alexander? Oliver gasps loudly and looks beside her but meets the face she didn't expect to meet. "Emily!" She is shocked to see her. "Oliver! You are awake." Emily holds her hand with concern written all over her face.

my mother's voice echoed in my head, reminding me of the concern in her eyes as she held my head, searching for any signs of injury. If I didn't know any better, I would have thought she was having a heart attack the moment she discovered that my marriage to Rick was merely a contract. "Ayyiii! Jane! What have you done?!" Her cries reverberated in my mind, and hot tears streamed down my face. I stared intently at my matrimonial bed, as if my gaze could make it vanish completely. But it remained, a constant reminder of my shattered illusions. Just another one of my delusional thoughts.

After she left, Oliver sighed and pressed his forehead against the bars. "Sorry I lied to you, Delilah. I don't want that demon to trap you. If you tend to kill him, we'll be out of here. I promise to be a good big brother to you. I promise. Please, protect my sister, God!" mumbled Oliver as he shed tears. DUBRICH, AUCTION HOUSE

** Olive’s POV~ The nightmares faded away. I could sense a man’s fragrance around me. Opening my eyes, I saw a stranger! My body was still too frail to resist a man. Grasping his wrist, I shouted at him. He was very handsome and sounded familiar, but my head was still in a trance to recognize this man. My head was spinning, and my body was burning in the heat. Anger, sickness, terror, all the feelings mingled to make me weak. I pushed him away in a panic.

HIS DARKEST SECRETS CHAPTER 38 **** Oliver didn't reach home till late at night and sneaked Into his room looking as if he saw a ghost and kept glancing at the She had seen him all smoky hot in his denim jeans and casual polo shirt without any hint and trace of sickness so she thought he just needed a disguise to have fun. door at intervals. He sent for a nurse quietly and personally ushered her into his room, the nurse who had seemed all giddy and thought otherwise felt extremely disappointed to discover that he really wanted a real treatment and not what her mind was anticipating.

everyone said "Here," Dad said as he gave Oliver a glass of whiskey "Who are you? And why do Nick and I look like you," Oliver asked Dad "Oliver this is your father, Andrei," Daddy said "What?" He asked and looked at both Daddy and Dad "You're my, Nick, and Olive's father?" over asked "Yes," Dad said Oliver nodded his head and looked at me "You look fat," He said "Ouch asshole," I said after gasping "She's pregnant, ass," Alex said

she hissed at him. Anyway, what’s so surprising if this demon is indeed out of his mind? From what he is doing to her, from kidnapping and detaining her in this place, that’s already obvious about him! He’s a certified psychopath! When she came out of bed, Greg was still grinning. Another day passed, and Olivia was getting bored with movies, international talk shows, etc. that she just kept on watching on cable television to let the time go by. She was pleasantly surprised by the beauty of the view from her room's balcony.

said Aldo, taking in the cigarettes that Oliver's men had just given him. "No problem, I still have some time to bring that girl here as well as Xander!" said Oliver "Okay, I'll help you with my men. They're not random people!" "Hmm!" mumbled Oliver looking down at his Wine, even when Aldo had cleared his way. Oliver was still in the same position and didn't move a thing. Oliver is venturing into a world of mind that he created himself. Until the moment he suddenly felt the hairs on his neck rise, Oliver immediately returned to his own thoughts and immediately gulped down the Wine.

The great advantage as a wolf was that wounds could heal up themselves. “Ooh totally forget about that I guess I'm quite the unlucky one” he said bitterly. I had no idea what he meant and I wasn't ready to ask either. Derick seemed a little relaxed, “What's your name?” he asked suddenly. "And where are you from? What pack?" My heart pounded in my chest. I had to think fast. “My name is Olivia,” I replied smoothly, forcing myself to meet his look. “I'm from the Silver Moon Pack.” I lied, I didn't have a pack after all so I had to think of something

“What’s that?” Olivia’s hand trembled. “I was about to ask you.” He tilted his head, his expression innocent. “I don’t remember putting that there.” And maybe he didn’t. Maybe it was the dementia. Maybe. But Olivia no longer knew if she believed him. That early morning, she returned to her desk to write. Her laptop screen flickered on by itself. A new line appeared, Chapter Five, The Husband Helps Her Hide the Bodies. Olivia’s blood turned to ice.