CHAPTER 27: HIS TERMS

Olivia’s POV.....

"How can you stand here and say something like that?"

"If you were in their position, they would never help you, they would never care for you, they would feast and dine in your funeral without having a care for the fucking world." He spoke and a breath fell out of my lips.

I hated that he was right about this, I hate that that’s what they will do:

"I’m not them, if they die, I would not care, I would not even cry for them but if they die because of me, I would care, not because I love them but because I can’t live with blood on my hands, I can’t sit back and watch them die because of me, because of what I have done Luca."

"Then their blood will be on my hands." He spoke and my breath hitches, my eyes filled with more tears, it didn’t matter, it’s the same, they are only taken because they are related to me.

"You have to help them."

"I won’t." He spoke again, and I moved closer to him, my eyes on his when I whispered the words that broke my heart. "Please, I am not saying you have to make them stay here with us or anything, but you can’t let this happen."

"You don’t always have to be a good person."

"You don’t always have to be horrible all of the time, you don’t feel, you don’t care, these are people wea re talking about, once dead and there would be nothing, absolutely nothing again, they will be gone forever and how can you be comfortable with that, how can you not care about this," I yelled, my chest tightened against my heart when he moved closer to me.

He wrapped his hand around my waist and pulled me closer to him, his eyes were on mine for a moment, I felt like I had no control over myself, over my emotions, and over what I could handle, his breath fanned against mine.

"You can’t care so much about who are horrible, a father that was never the perfect father, he didn’t take care off you, he watched your mother die, he didn’t care that she was hurt, a step mother, who took part in making sure there is nothing left of the family, a woman that didn’t care that your mother was in pain too and a step sister, who would do anything to take whatever you have, a sister who is horrible and disgusts me."

"Yet you slept with her," I whispered and he leaned in, his lips softly above mine when his eyes met mine, I felt a wave of adrenaline wash over me.

"When I was nineteen years old, I was young and stupid, I didn’t even recall it was her, a fucking party that was hosted, and that was it, if I knew she was a minor I would have never touched her, she meant nothing to me, I didn’t even recall her face or her name." He spoke, his voice laced with anger and honesty.

It only made me feel annoyed at her, she slept with him, she must have sneaked out to a party after school or something, and I am sure Rebecca knew about it. The way she spoke, it seemed like they and sex some days ago, or rather some months ago, is a year ago.

Fuck.

"I’m sorry". I breathed out. "They are horrible; you send them far away from here, I will send them. Ask them to fucking leave but you can’t let them die."

The moment I said that, he let go of me, and his eyes were on mine for a second.

"Everything comes with a price Olivia."

"If you care about me like you say I do, you will do it."

"I burnt the world for you, I went to hills and mountains to find you and make sure you are with me." He yelled and I didn’t speak, "I didn’t kill a man for you, I make sure to be calm just for you, because I can’t bare the thought of you hating me ever, but this, this is something I would not do, for your sake, if I have to live with the fact that you hate me to protect you, I will do it."

"I won’t let them die, I am not you, if you don’t do it, I will find a way to do it."

"Do you need to be handcuffed to the bed, is that when you will listen, the moment you step out that door, you will be dead, they will try and hurt you, he will come for you and he will make you suffer."

"Then stop that from happening, I will do anything." I finally spoke and his eyes were on mine. "Anything Luca just save them." I breathed out.

My eyes filled with tears when his eyes met mine, I needed them to be alive, then can die afterwards I don’t care but not at my experience.

Luca stared at me calmly.

"I will help your family but in return." He spoke, calm and dangerous when his eyes met mine. "You will give yourself to me completely, no hesitation, no fights, no more secrets, you will be mine for good."

I stared at him, unable to speak, or utter the words that made my heart ache when his eyes met mine.

"You want me to sleep with you," I asked and he shook his head.

"I want you to accept what you feel, I want you to stop denying the fact that, you feel even if it’s a little for me, I want you to be honest with me and I need you to embrace everything you feel, you say yes to me, your body, your heart and your soul, I would never force you to sleep with me, but I need you to stop holding back." He spoke.

What did I feel for him

I know I did.

Even if it’s a little

I hated it

"I can’t." I breathed out, unable to utter the words.

"Then you have it, I don’t mind if you lose your family, they are not yours, they don’t even care and it makes me mad that when you die, they would not come for your funeral, they will spit on your grave and tell horrible things about you yet you choose to be good." He said and I didn’t speak.

He is right but I can’t let them die, I am fighting with my mind with my heart, with every single thing that I felt, I was fighting with every thought that I had and I didn’t even know what to feel, and I didn’t even know how to feel about any of this.

"Deep down you know you have something for me but you are running away from it, you are scared to feel for a monster like me, you are even more worried that I may not completely be the monster you want me to be, you are scared that this monster would love and care for you, you are more scared that I am like that husband of yours, I am like Conrad and you have no idea how it feels to be compared to that monster." He spoke and my eyes met his.

He moved even closer to me, he placed his hand around my waist and he pulled me even closer to him, my eyes met his for a second.

"Tell me you don’t feel your blood pumping faster when I get this close to you, tell me you don’t feel the way I fele when I am touching you, tell me your wolf is not begging for more when she feels my wood close to her, tell me you don’t want to marked by me, I would not hurt you Olivia."

"I will do anything else but not this."

"Tell me why you are scared, why you are worried to feel for me."

"It feels like I should not," I spoke when his eyes widened, my eyes filled with tears and my breath hitches, I didn’t know how to feel about this, I didn’t know what to do, I didn’t know what to deal with.

On one hand, I wanted to say yes and on the other, I didn’t know if I had it in me.

"You are worried that moving on is a bad thing." He whispered and I didn’t speak, I didn’t dare say a word about any of this. Maybe a part of it did, but it didn’t make sense because my husband is better off without me, he is happier without me.

I stared at him again.

"Time is ticking, each minute you take, they would be taken to death and they may end up dying:" he spoke, he was enjoying every part of this, he wanted to have fun with it and I didn’t, I didn’t like it.

I closed my eyes for a second when I made a promise.

"I agree to your terms." I breathed out.