Olivia’s POV
“Baby girl, you know today you have hurted me. You know how much I hate strawberry then why have you added it in my breakfast,” he gritted his teeth walking closure to me.
I flinched walking backward with my eyes fixed on the shining blade in his hand with which his fingers were playing. Fear gripped my heart in anticipating of his tortures.
“You know you didn’t give me a proper breakfast so you deserve a punishment right,” he moved closer to me like a light and I walked back, my back hitting the wall making him grin.
“now you can’t run from me,” saying this he sliced my top using knife making my breath hitched in my throat as the knife was so close to my skin. It could have done any injury to me. I looked up at his disguising face to see him lusting over my bra-covered br
