"What do you gain by tying me up like this?" Olivia asked. "Peace," he responded. "Or more like satisfaction from your domination?" "Think whatever the hell you like," he retorted as he tightened the rope on her hands and legs. She didn't stop trying to wriggle free not just because being tied up was immensely uncomfortable, but because she hated how her body was reacting to his touch. Anytime he made contact with her bare skin, she felt her body aroused to a surprising wetness, and her nipples hardened due to the sexual excitement. Titan stood up from above her and proceeded to unbutton his shirt. The sight of him shirtless, unveiling to her once again how his body was a unique male specimen pulsating with masculine power did nothing to repress her arousal. She wanted him to touch her, explore her savagely until she could take no more. After stepping out of his clothes, he turned to observe her for a moment, stark naked, before stepping into the bathroom. Olivia felt the we
"That is none of your business," Titan responded evasively. "Yeah, the hell it isn't! It's got my family name as the inscription. It's got pictures of people I know inside of it and it's none of my business? Where did you even get this?" "Like I said, Olivia, it's none of your goddamn business." he snapped. First, he had rejected her in bed -a rare occurrence- next, he planned an assassination on the phone, and now this? Not forgetting the heavy destruction done earlier today in his study. The one place of solitude and trust. Something was definitely up with him. Or maybe it wasn't even just one thing. "What is wrong with you?" she asked. "In the last few days, you have changed considerably. I mean where is the man who took me on a fun date to his restaurant? And showed that he cared wholeheartedly about me?" "You broke his trust by sneaking out, remember?" "Don't pin this on me, this has nothing to do with me going out whenever I want," Titan chuckled. "Wait, going out? Is tha
The screams wouldn't stop. Olivia backed away in shock from the gory sight, hitting a tree with her back and sliding down, unable to tear her eyes away from the dead, limp form of Penelope. Penelope who had always thrummed with life. Flashes of her all came flooding back. The angry veins in her neck, the exasperation in her eyes, the tight smile she gave when she did not feel like dishing out honest compliments. A man she didn't know was the first one at the scene, then another followed and soon, a group of people had surrounded Penelope's lifeless form. In death, her eyes were wide open, but still and accepting of her gruesome fate. As though she had stopped fighting her killer and just succumbed to the inevitable. The people around her were trying to ask her questions, but all she heard were the sounds of her endless screams. Her screams drowned out the cacophony of voices, turning everything into senseless noise. The faces around her blurred, and she was unable to get a gras
She had never been more ready in her life for a confrontation in her whole life. "Did you do it?" she asked in a surprisingly calm tone. "Do what?" he asked, closing the door behind him. "Did you kill Penelope? "She's dead?" Rage climbed up her spine. "Don't you play dumb with me. I heard you planning a murder on the phone the other night, and yesterday she turned up dead! Dead Titan, at the borders. And just like you wanted, everyone thinks it's a rogue spy! Oh, I have to admire your craftiness." she clapped. "Bravo, Titan!" "If you came into my study to hallucinate, you might as well just get the hell out," Titan ordered. He moved fluidly past her to his seat and switched on his laptop. "How? How can you be so cold and heartless?" Olivia asked, turning to face him as he settled behind his desk. "How could you murder her for something that happened more than two decades ago? Are you that vindictive and unforgiving you heartless bastard?" "I'm losing my patience, Olivia," "An
"I finally convinced her to come home, but honestly it's going to take a while before she starts seeing this place as home anymore," Maya said. Titan nodded. "Thanks for helping me out and keeping your end of the deal." "So did you get it?" He held out a package for her. "The latest Christian Dior bag. Only ten people in the world have it." He said with a smile. Maya squealed in delight. "The shoes are a bonus, plus the extra million in your account." "Thanks, big brother, that's why I love you," "Yeah right, I only hear that when material things are involved. So is she upstairs in her bedroom?" "Yeah, but Titan, are you ever going to tell me what you did or said to her that was so bad, she didn't want you at the funeral, and neither did she want to come back here?" "Well, I guess you'll learn in due time, for now, you can mind your business, now I've got to work." "Well, goodnight then," Titan went downstairs to the kitchen, to get some fruits from the fridge only to see Oliv
Olivia felt chills run through her spine. Ten family heads dead? Just like that? "What? Where? Why? How?" Marcus shook his head. "We wish we had more answers," was all he said. The rest of the morning was all a blur. Hurried goodbyes were exchanged in sour tones, the silent long drive, and the imposition of a strict house arrest. Before the day came to an end, news of widespread multiple attacks was reported, forcing the house arrest verdict to be implemented throughout the territory. Titan, Ryan, and several others Olivia did not know or recognize were locked up in the study for hours, planning, brainstorming, and arguing until Olivia thought their heads would explode. The whole day could redefine the conceptual nature of tragedy in her opinion. She wondered whether what Leo had to discuss with her had anything to do with this. With strict house arrest orders, it was impossible to sneak out and go see him. Or maybe it was just difficult but not entirely impossible. The problem w
Vindictively, Olivia stepped hard on his foot. Titan grunted with gritted teeth, feeling the fury rise in him like a tide. It took every ounce of self-control he had not to retaliate by punching her in the face. With his wolfish strength, he might break her bone structures so badly, no plastic surgeon on earth would be capable of damage control. ‘’I told you never to touch me for the rest of your miserable existence!’’ Olivia yelled. "Now, let me go!" "You're going to regret that for sure," Titan swore. He clamped his hand around her arm and dragged her away from the entrance. "Where are you taking me?" she demanded, but if he heard her, he gave no indication. When she saw them moving in the direction of the woods, she wondered if he was going to shapeshift and take her on one of their famous piggyback rides. The thought almost made her laugh out loud. Did he think that was all he took to get her forgiveness? A piggyback ride? Surprisingly he steered her away from the gate at the
The screaming continued, unabated. Olivia wanted to clutch something and hold on tightly for dear life until she remembered she was incarcerated and surrounded by emptiness. She felt a mixture of anger and sadness so great, it was almost indescribable. The door unlocked and Maya rushed in, looking concerned. "Olivia! Are you okay? Why are you screaming?"I...h-had a nightmare."Olivia whimpered and Maya crouched beside her and pulled her in for a hug, stroking her hair comfortingly. "Tell me what it was about," she asked gently."Penelope," Olivia said with a shaky voice. "It was about Penelope. I killed her in the dream.""Penelope's death has made her deeply entrenched within your mind," Maya said soothingly. "That's all it's about, try to get some rest,""I can't!" Olivia bursted out. "Maybe I had that dream because Penelope's soul is not at rest. She knows…""Knows what?" Maya urged."That Titan murdered her in cold blood," Maya's hand froze in between her hair strokes. "Everyon