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Chapter Sixty-Seven: Let's Get Engaged
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Fuck. I can feel my teeth chatter against each other, I can taste bile in the back of my throat, and I can feel the pit of my stomach grow tighter, but despite the turmoil in my body, I steady my gaze and face Victoria. Should I burn down the hospital for leaking my information? No—I’m not Matteo; the guilt would kill me. So then, how do I handle this? "No." I answer in a low voice, biting my tongue so tears fill my eyes. "No? You are not a good liar, are you? I have yet to see anyone with enough guts to cheat on Mat-" A tear drops from my eyes, causing her to stiffen. The moment I am certain I have her attention, a rough cry tears from my lips as I cover my face. Now I understand why she wanted her guards to join us—she wanted witnesses. "Y-you can't tell him. I was just so...so angry!" I begin, sobbing after each word. She frowns but says nothing as if she cannot gauge the situation well yet. "When...when I saw you at the party, and we looked alike, I just...I couldn't t
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“I have to say, it's really hard for me to do this. If I'm being honest, I didn’t think I could. So, will you take care of the company in my name?”I press when all he does is glare coldly at me.I hate that I want to retract my words, but I can't.A sneer on his lips rises despite how soft my words are."Are you fucking with me, Olivia?""No. Never. Me? I think our fucking days are over.”"Watch your tone."At his curt response, my lips clamp shut. He is right though; this isn’t the place for humour.One of his hands crumples the document.“I needed to get a lot of signatures from the board, so treat that with care.”I say, gesturing to the document.When he raises his hands to tear it on my face as if to spit on my efforts, I speak once more.“I did make a copy that I can make infinite copies from, so you tearing them apart won’t make much of a difference, but I will not deliver the document replacements next time, Matte-.”Before I can finish, he drops the hand holding the document
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Lyle, noticing my discomfort from Victoria’s hands on my shoulders, grabs her wrist, earning pointed glares from her guards as they each reach for their weapons."Why are you touching me? You are Matteo's dog, aren't you? Know your place."Victoria reprimands."I-""It's okay."I say to Lyle, its better if she doesn't know Lyle belongs to me.Lyle nods and removes his hand from Victoria."I don't know if he will change his mind..."I say in an attempt to change the topic, but at my tone, her nails dig into my skin, causing me to wince."Trust me, okay? Just come to Matteo's, and let's go through with the plan, okay?"I nod to her words."Okay, fine. Thanks, Victoria."When I say this, her hand leaves my shoulders."Your phone?"She asks with the same arrogance as Matteo."I- I lost it in the crash, and I haven't had the heart to get another one."She clicks her tongue and hands me her card."Call me in an hour on that line. You need a phone; we need to keep in touch for this to work."
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"Bu-but I've lost."Participant One defended as if he took Christopher’s words seriously."You touched what is mine."The answer came back coldly.The blindfold covering my eyes feels like a burden. I want to see the expression on Christopher’s face. No, I want to see the expression on everyone’s face.I can still feel the echoes of Participant One’s fingers on my nipples. This is going to be harder than I thought."Hey, this thing has consent written all over it; she consented. So why are you threatening me?"The man asks, his desperate voice bordering on whiney."I didn't consent to you touching my wife.""Yes, you did, Taz-""Ah yes, mentioning another dead man."Christopher says in a light tone; one could almost think he is joking. Almost."Bu-""Next Participant."The announcer announced, perhaps bored with the back and forth."I'm out.""Wait, but..."The familiar voice of Participant One hesitates, perhaps hating that a participant backed down instead of doubling down like him.
