OLIVIA’S POV:
Wack!
I groaned and spat out blood. I had been spitting out blood for the past hour. The slaps and blows kept coming back, I could feel my face swollen. I had cried and cried. My hands were tied back, my legs were put in an uncomfortable way. It’s been an hour since Lucian ended the call. It was getting dark already, the room i was on kept getting smaller and smaller. I was getting tired.
“Your mate doesn’t value you” Slap! Rico was the one beating me, his partner, Matteo, was at corner, smoking. He wasn’t saying anything.
Rico was having so much fun. I hated that look on his face. He looked like he was having a field day. I secretly glared at him.
“I’ll kill you myself, omega and it’ll be so filling” He said, spit on the side of his mouth, his eyes glinting in exciteme
