CHAPTER 44: I WAS ALWAYS HIS TO BEGIN WITH

Olivia’s POV.....

I heard a noise, and I knew that maybe I could be imagining it, maybe it could be a rat, I should have left, I should have never justice what I heard.

I glance across the room, the pictures staring at me when my eyes met younger Luca, he looked happier in this picture.

"You grew up to be an asshole." I breathed out when a chuckle escaped my lips, I glanced at the picture again, unable to speak when my eyes filled with tears.

The memories of earlier came rushing back to me.

"Why don’t you trust anyone, why do you think everyone is out there for betray you, why don’t think everyone is out there to punish you, to make you suffer, you know I have no idea how your childhood was but I have a feeling it was hard, you lost everything, you killed when you didn’t want to and you were forced or burden a curse at a young age, I know that you think I betrayed you and then when you realise the truth, you are going to hate yourself and that’s not even a good thing." I breathed out.

I moved closer to the picture when I heard another noise, I wiped my tears and I turned around, the noise was constant, it felt like it could be rat, at least that’s what I told myself I should leave the room, there are no gaurds here, I can where because I wanted space and I didn’t want to see his face, and I didn’t want ro have any form of conversation with him.

That’s when I heard a creaking noise coming from the other end of the room, my breath hitches and I inch closer to the door, my mind hazed with questions, something is wrong and I need to get a guard to find out what could be happening.

I moved closer to the door again when I heard a voice, coming form behind, I didn’t dare turn, I wanted to run; I moved closer or the door when I heard the sound of a gun, and I didn’t move, insist turn yet again, I could be trapped and I didn’t want to die.

The person behind me didn’t say a word, I didn’t know if I should turn or not, I didn’t know if I should even pay heed to what was paying or should run for the heels, I could not make it to the status, it was by the far end and I am the only one here.

I clung to the dress and my eyes filled with more tears, I cried for myself because I could be dead and I whispered some wordswhen I heard the person getting close to me.

I should have stayed in my room, I covered my mouth with my hand, and my mind filled with thoughts when I did what I had to do, If I was going to die, I would not die without a fight.

My eyes flickered open, my breath hitches as I moved my eyes against the dim light, I flicked my eyelids a few seconds and I could feel my heart beating against my chest, my hands and legs chained to something stronger than I am and my mind hazed with fear.

I tried to run but it didn’t go well, he caught up to me; he found me and he hit me hardly, I could still feel my head throbbing against my head, I could still my heart in my throat and I could still feel my feet getting colder at the moment, and I moved my legs when I realized that, the chains could not be broken even if I tried:

I am in a room, a little room with four walls, it didn’t have any windows and that scared me, having a window would have made me feel better but this made me feel like I am inside a box, a box I can’t get out form even if I tried to.

My throat felt dry when I opened my mouth and I realized I needed water, my eyes filled with more tears, would he even notice that I am gone or would he think I locked myself inside his room and am in the garden because I didn’t want to talk to him

Will he even care or would he be relieved that his biggest you’re has been taken and maybe he will think that I left to be with my believe husband because I have been betraying him.

I glanced around the room again. There is a table by the end of the room that has a lamp, I found that weird and there was something else more even an AC vent I can crawl into, maybe even a little space I can crawl to when I feel like I could run away.

I didn’t yell, I didn’t beg because yelling is not going to change anything, yelling is not going to change the fact that I am trapped, it won’t change the fact that I am here and they didn’t keep me here because they would let me out.

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It’s being three hours, having a clock here made me feel better, it made me feel relieved that at least I could tell time, I have more screamed, I could not even if I wanted to, I didn’t hear a single movement and this place felt like prison, I can’t stay here forever, I need to find a way out.

My breath hitches as I was able to move closer to the doors me I pressed my ear against it, and that’s when I heard a little sound, like hushed voices, and someone is coming.

I moved away from the door and I remained in my position, if Luca still cares about me; he will come and find me, and he will make sure that I am safe.

The sound of the door creaking filled my ears, my heart skipped a beat, I had expected who would walk in, it had to be him, the man I thought loved me.

"Conrad." I breathed out.

"The one and only." He smirked, it’s only been a few weeks since we left each other, many things have happened.

He looked a bit different, he had this scar under his eyes, which looked recent and it must have hurt, he walked in with a smile on his face, his eyes on mine and just like the day he rejected me, he didn’t have any remorse.

He didn’t stare at me like he wanted to apologize, he glared at me like he wanted me gone.

Conrad sat in front of me, his eyes were on mine when he leaned toward me and he placed his hand on my hand when I pushed him away.

"Look at you, some week ago you were begging me to touch you, and right now, you can’t even bear the thought of me coming close to you." He spoke and I rolled my eyes at him.

I didn’t want to hear his words, I didn’t even want to look at his face.

"Luca is going to kill you."

"Calling the Alpha by his first name, I always knew you were a slit, carrying his mark like you belong to him, he didn’t force himself on you, you gave all of you to him," Conrad spoke harshly.

"You sold to me." I breathed out, my heart still pounding. Y chest, my mind filled with tears, I never felt like this before, I was scared at the same time I wanted to be confident, it was hard doing the two at the same time.

This man here is not the man I have been married to for five years, he is someone else, he is someone else and it scares me, it terrified me.

"Don’t touch me," I yelled.

"What are you going to do about it, did you yell at him when he touched you, you know I always knew you were a slut, just one touch and that is it, just one touch and you would give your all, come on tell me, since we are not together any more, did you ever sleep with Adam." He asked.

"Just like I said at that party, I didn’t, he came on to me and I pushed him away and you believed me, you know I would never do that."

"Yet some weeks ago you were in my bed and now you didn’t even have time to move on from me, it’s like you never loved me, you should have cried and begged, you should have been there waiting for me, yet you didn’t, you believe every lie he said to you."

"Why am I here Conrad?" I whispered against my breath, my eyes glimmered with tears as I stared at him, waiting for him to speak.

"To remove that fucking mark on your body." He laughed.