All Chapters of Revenge On The Tattooed Alpha : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Olivia’s POVI knew better than to take his words lightly. He seemed furious, and as such, I knew he wouldn’t hesitate to do something that would teach me a lesson.I could feel my breath cease for a moment as I held on to the sides of my uniform, waiting for him to say something or at least do something.We stood there for a few moments, staring at each other, neither of us saying a word, and this was probably the punishment. Merely standing here, knowing he was going to do something, scared the hell out of me.Gosh. This bastard certainly had his way with fear. I hated him.I gulped. I couldn’t continue with this fear. Just as I parted my lips to speak, his hand came up.“Get out,” he ordered coldly, and I stared at him, confused but more shocked.He wasn’t going to punish me?Before he could have the chance to change his mind, I ran out of the room, and only after stopping a little farther did I realize that I had my heart in my throat the whole time. I took a deep breath and place

Olivia’s POVI ran into the locker room, shut the door, and leaned against it. With tear-filled eyes, I slid down to the floor, drew my knees to my chest, and rested my head on them. More tears fell on my cheeks as my body shook from the rush of emotions flooding through me. I couldn’t explain if I was crying because of the humiliation of being whipped by him, or because I ridiculously felt myself getting turned on by the act of being flogged. More tears fell, my body shuddering more. I hated him, but I was beginning to hate myself. I hated myself for getting turned on by him punishing me. What kind of insane woman would get turned on by a man who killed her family and destroyed her?“What the fuck is wrong with you, Olivia?” I asked myself angrily as more tears fell. It was moments like this that I missed my wolf. If only I had my wolf, it would have been easier—she would have comforted me and talked some sense into me. But here I was, in my locker room, all alone.Sucking in a deep

Olivia’s POVSlowly, I opened my eyes, and the first thing I saw was the ceiling. My brow furrowed as I tried to remember where I was. Within a few seconds, it all came back to me—I was in Alpha Enzo's BDSM room. All the memories of yesterday flooded back into my mind, and I quickly sat up, scanning the room, only to realize that I was alone in the BDSM room.Out of panic, I lifted the blanket off my body and sighed in relief when I realized I was still dressed. My gaze landed on my dress, neatly folded on the couch. Quickly, I got out of bed and moved toward it, but just then, the door creaked open, making me snap my head toward it. A lump formed in my throat when I saw Alpha Enzo walk into the room.Our eyes locked, and I swallowed hard as he looked at me from head to toe, making me so uncomfortable that I quickly grabbed my dress from the couch and began putting it on to cover myself.After dressing, I glanced his way and noticed him leaning against the door frame, his arms folded

I walked around her slowly, my fingers grazing over the leather straps hanging on the wall. “You’ll learn to trust me,” I said quietly, my voice steady. “I’ll take care of you, Olivia. But you must always be honest. If anything feels wrong, if you want to stop, you must say the word. Do you understand?”“Yes… Master,” she responded, her voice low but clear. The way she said it, the way she tried to embrace the role, sent a pulse of possessiveness through me.I grabbed a length of silk rope, the cool fabric soft in my hands as I approached her again. Her eyes were focused on the floor, but I could sense her awareness of every move I made. Her breath hitched as I gently wrapped the rope around her wrists, binding them together with expert precision. I made sure it wasn’t too tight.“Look at me,” I commanded, my voice firm yet gentle. Slowly, she raised her head, those sea-blue eyes meeting mine with a mixture of nervousness and curiosity. She was trying so hard to be brave, and that onl

Olivia’s POV Alpha Enzo stood before me, completely naked, his chest rising and falling with heavy breaths. My gaze drifted lower, settling on the hardened length between his legs, and I swallowed hard. The thought of something that size inside me made my stomach twist with a mix of fear and anticipation. Forcing myself to look away, I met his eyes. His expression was unreadable, hard, and impenetrable, making it impossible to guess what was going on in his head. Every instinct screamed at me to get off the bed, to run, but I couldn’t. I knew this moment was inevitable, and it was time to face it. “Are you ready?” Alpha Enzo asked, his lustful gaze sweeping all over my naked form as I lay on the bed, my heart racing. “Yes,” I managed to whisper. A cocky smile tugged at the corner of his lips before he climbed back onto the bed. Swiftly, he loosened the ties around my wrists, and for a fleeting moment, I thought he was freeing me, but I was wrong. He quickly repositioned my arm