All Chapters of Revenge On The Tattooed Alpha : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Olivia's POVWith a racing heart, I remained seated on the bed, staring at the bottle of whiskey. A part of me was compelling me to stand up to my feet, pick up the bottle, and throw the contents into the sink, but I held myself back and whispered that this was the right thing to do. This was what anyone in my shoes should do—make him pay. But why did those tears keep falling down my cheeks? Why do I feel so terrible?Only one answer: it’s because I have fallen in love with Enzo. I was in love with my parents’ killer. How wicked can life be? Among all the men in the world, I decided to fall for a man like Enzo.Suddenly, the door pushed open, and I swallowed hard when I saw Enzo step in. Our gazes interlocked, but I panicked and looked away. Enzo didn’t say a word. Instead, I watched him go over to the bottle of whiskey. My racing heartbeat quickened as I saw him open the bottle and fill a glass cup with the whiskey.My heart raced faster as everything in me compelled me to run over t

Olivia’s POV Adams’s eyes narrowed the moment he saw me cradling Enzo in my arms, his pale and bloodied form trembling. He stepped closer, his eyes filled with panic. “Olivia,” he shouted, his voice laced with fear. “What did you do?” I flinched at his tone, my hands trembling as I tried to shield Enzo from his penetrating gaze. “It’s not what you think,” I stammered, tears streaming down my face. “I—I didn’t mean for this to happen!” Adams’s jaw clenched, and he let out a growl of anger. “I was angry!” I admitted, my voice breaking. “I didn’t know—I didn’t know it would come to this!” Adams knelt down, his face now inches from mine, his anger suffocating. “You poisoned the Alpha King, Olivia. Do you have any idea what you’ve done? Do you even understand the consequences of this?” “I just wanted him to suffer!” I sobbed, clutching Enzo tighter. “I wanted him to feel pain for what his family did to mine! But I didn’t mean to—” “Save it,” Adams cut me off, his voice harsh. “You

Olivia’s POV “What does it say?” I asked Sonia, who was still holding the test tube. Fear and panic gripped me. A part of me wanted to believe that I couldn’t be pregnant—I was on the injection—but another part of me was scared when I realized I hadn’t seen my monthly flow for quite a while. A lot had been going on lately with me that I didn’t take notice of it. Sonia glanced at me, her expression unreadable as she held the test tube in her hands. The silence stretched between us, thick and suffocating. My heart raced as I watched her, my palms sweating with anticipation. “Sonia?” I whispered, my voice trembling. “What does it say?” She hesitated for a moment longer before finally looking up at me. Her lips parted, and the words that came out felt like a hammer shattering the fragile glass of my world. “It’s positive, Olivia,” she said softly. “You’re pregnant.” The room spun around me, and I felt as if the ground had been ripped out from under me. “No… no, that can’t be right,”

Olivia's POV I came conscious to the sound of hushed voices around me. Confused, I forced my eyes open, and the first thing that came into view was the white ceiling. Then I turned sideways and met Sonia’s worried but relieved eyes. “Olivia, you’re awake,” she said with relief as she took my hand and gave it a small squeeze. I smiled faintly at her and then shifted my gaze to the other people in the room. The first person I noticed was Adams, his hands shoved into his pockets, wearing a blank expression. But then I saw someone beside him, and my eyes widened silently. It was Alpha Enzo’s mom; I recognized her instantly. Unlike Enzo, she had a relieved look on her face, seemingly grateful to see me. Confused, I swallowed hard and slowly sat up while Sonia helped adjust the pillow behind me. As I darted my eyes around the room, I realized we were in a hospital. Alpha Enzo’s mother stepped forward and stood beside me. I swallowed hard, bracing myself for her to lash out or yell

Olivia’s POVFor several minutes, I remained seated, holding Enzo’s hand as I cried silently, watching him remain lifeless. I wished I could turn back the hands of time. I wished I could have asked him questions instead of making such mistakes, which I am now living to regret.The door opened, and Enzo’s mother walked in. I held her gaze and could tell she had been crying; her eyes were red and puffy.“Olivia, the healers want to work on him, and you have to give them space,” she said softly. I nodded and looked back at Enzo, who remained lifeless. Wiping my tears with the back of my hand, I slowly stood up and let go of his hand.Enzo’s mother led me out of the room, and we descended the stairs, arriving at the sitting room where Adams and a familiar lady sat. I frowned when I recognized her as Clara—the same lady we met at the auction. She was the one who told me she and Enzo were once a couple, the one who showed me a picture of her and Enzo and told me he was dangerous. My brow fu