Semua Bab HARSH: Bab 151 - Bab 160

The walls of Victor’s office seemed to close in on Olivia, the weight of his confession pressing down on her chest like a heavy force. The words he had just spoken echoed in her mind, colliding with the memories of every moment she had spent trapped under his control.You don’t want to leave me.His voice had been soft, almost gentle, but the certainty behind it had shattered her defenses.Now, as she stood frozen in front of him, she could feel the heaviness. Victor was watching her closely, his dark eyes searching for any sign of her surrender.She took a shaky breath and squared her shoulders. “Tell me everything.”Victor arched a brow. “Everything?”“Yes,” she demanded. “No more half-truths. I want to know exactly why you did this to me.”A smirk touched his lips, but there was something dark in it. He took a step closer, and Olivia resisted the urge to step back.“You were leverage, Olivia,” he admitted, his voice low and calm. “Your father owed me a debt he could never repay, an

The echoes of last night still clung to Olivia’s skin. Even as the morning light came through the heavy curtains, casting a golden glow across the room, she remained frozen beneath the silk sheets.Her body still remembered his touch.Every kiss, every bite and every whispered command.She should have hated it.She should have hated him.But as she stared at the ceiling, her thoughts tangled with the ghost of his mouth on her body, the way he had broken her apart and put her back together again.The door creaked open, pulling her from her thoughts.Victor.Dressed in a black shirt with the sleeves rolled up, his presence dominating the room. His sharp eyes swept over her, dark with something she couldn’t name.“Get up,” he ordered. “We’re leaving.”Olivia sat up slowly, clutching the sheets around her. “Leaving? Where?”Victor’s expression remained unreadable. “You don’t need to know.”Her jaw clenched. She hated how he always kept her in the dark. But she had learned by now that push

The estate had never felt smaller.Despite its sprawling halls and luxurious gardens, Olivia felt like a prisoner. Victor had ordered round-the-clock security, doubling the guards at every entrance and restricting her movements to only a few parts of the estate. She wasn’t even allowed to step outside without his permission.Her bedroom, once a place of restless nights and defiance, now felt suffocating.Olivia stood by the large glass window, staring out at the gardens below. The guards patrolling the area moved like shadows, their presence a constant reminder that she wasn’t free. She clenched her fists.This wasn’t just about protection.This was about control.Victor was keeping her locked away, not because of the threats from his enemies, but because he wanted to.The door creaked open behind her.Victor’s presence was unmistakable. It filled the room like a storm… silent but powerful."You didn't come down for breakfast," he said.Olivia didn’t respond.She felt him step closer,

Olivia sat by the window in Victor’s bedroom, watching the rain trickling down the glass. The storm outside mirrored the storm raging inside her, a battle between fear and the confusing emotions that she holds.Victor had been different since rescuing her. Softer, almost careful with her in a way that unsettled her more than his previous cruelty. He still carried the same possessiveness, the same dominance, but now there was something deeper.She hugged her knees to her chest, her body still sore from her captivity. The bruises on her wrists had faded slightly, but the memories of being restrained, of being at the mercy of another man, still haunted her. And yet, the man she had feared most, Victor… was now the one she felt safest with.She didn’t know when that had changed.The door creaked open behind her, and she tensed instinctively. But when she turned, she saw Victor standing there, holding a tray of food.“I told the doctor to check on you later,” he said, walking towards her.

The night air was thick with tension, silence settling over their new mansion as Olivia stood by the large window, staring into the darkness. Something didn’t feel right. A deep unease coiled in her body, and she couldn’t shake the feeling that something was coming.She wasn’t wrong.The first explosion shattered the stillness like a thunderclap. The force sent tremors through the ground, rattling the glass as Olivia stumbles backward.Then came the gunfire.Shouts echoed through the halls, the sharp sound of bullets ripping through the night. Olivia’s heart pounded in her chest as she turned towards the door, but before she could move, strong arms wrapped around her.“Stay down,” Victor’s voice was a low growl in her ear as he pulled her against his chest.She barely had time to react before he was dragging her towards the hidden passage behind the bookshelf. He shoved her inside just as another explosion rocked the estate."Stay here," he ordered, his dark eyes fierce."No!" Olivia