Chapter 82 Death Before Dishonor

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"Olivia, you smell so good…" Ivan said, unconsciously pressing himself against Olivia's back. Olivia felt goosebumps rise all over her body from his breath, and she scrambled to run away. After putting some distance between them, she turned to look at Ivan. Seeing his flushed face, she knew something was wrong. "Ivan, did you just go into the room?" she asked. Earlier, when she was still standing at the door, judging from the panting of the men inside, they must have taken something. "No, I've been standing on the balcony," Ivan said, sniffing the air with his nose, then his eyes fell on Olivia again. Slowly, a strange light appeared in his eyes. "Olivia, you smell so good." He took a step toward Olivia. "Let me smell you again…" Seeing him like this, Olivia's face turned pale with f

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