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Olivia's pov.

" You can decide to call her now or never," 

A lump rose in my throat as I heard this, just like a volcano eruption, I can feel my blood boiling in anger. I clenched my fist together, using my hands to support my trembling body as I lift myself from the couch. I tried to crawl toward him, maybe if I'm lucky I might be able to provoke him more just like I did earlier. I blame myself for having a second thought about him, no matter how justified his actions are, a criminal will always be one. But my mom, I will rather get killed than let him hurt her, what's my offense? Or is there something more to this? How did he know who my mom is? oh! I nearly forgot that Michael is working for him, that crazy asshole must have been the threads that link everything together.

I made to lift my body again after I collapsed on the tile, trying my best to trudge to the center table, but before I could realize what was going on, I noticed someone was already standing at my front, without looking up I  knew the person these feet belong to. If I could eliminate someone at this moment, it would be her, her own is even worse than the Popular prisoner that broke into my apartment. She has caused more harm to me than her boss did. 

" Emily, get her here," Lucas's voice trailed calmly, she instantly clenched her long gleaming nails into my hair, twisted them with her hand, then pulled me closer. I didn't wail or cry, I'm in pain but it's nothing compared to my emotional pain right now. I already promised myself that I won't cry to his face ever again, if I was meant to die at this moment, so be it. I won't be that fragile girl again, not like it will change anything, sparing me won't make any of them a good person. Those people they killed in cold blood, those families they threw into grievances, and me that's about to meet my judgment, we are all both humans, one way or the other we are meant to leave this place.....

" You are ready?" I felt a cold hand on my jaw, it pushed my face up to meet the golden eyes. I can't wait to pluck out if I get the chance. Just like the brightness of the sun when it's just escaped from the captive of the cloud, her eyes are shining into mine. Her nails are starting to find their way into my skin, still, I hold on to the pain, I didn't say a word or attempted to take my eyes off her...

Lucas suddenly appeared from behind, he jerked her hand away from me, but it didn't leave until it left a scratch.

I winced.

" What's your problem, Emily!? I told you not to lay your hand on her until we get done with this place!" His voice reverberated furiously. He gave me a fleeting look before facing his beloved Emily back. Why is he getting worked up when he has done something worse than this to me? His expression was unreadable, but the emotion behind his voice is what I don't understand. 

Shutting her eyes close, her hands rummaging her hair while she muttered, "Fuck!" 

" Lucas, If only you see how she was looking at me," Emily defended.

" How?" 

" Like.... "

"Keep your reason to yourself, you can go back to the mansion if you will keep disturbing," He cut her off. Emily didn't say anything, she nodded and then lingered to his side. 

Lucas took a step to where I was sitting, he docked his head a little, making our faces to be a little closer.

" Give me the phone," He muttered, icily. His hot breath brushed my cheeks.

 He stretched his hand to the side, and Emily handed him a phone.

" You know, I could have easily killed you that night," The serenity and the calmness of his voice nearly made me forget who I was talking with. I shake my head off the thought. You will never give in to his trick Olivia, no matter what.

" And why did you decide to keep me till now?" I summoned the courage to spit out those words after successfully holding my breath.

" Because you will be useful, as you can see," He cooed, licking his lower lips at the same time. I darted my eyes to Emily's side. What the hell is he doing?

"And you think karma won't catch up with you after all this?" I have no idea where the boldness was coming from, maybe it's because I told myself not to be afraid of him, the words are flowing out on their own without me poking my brain for the right one.

He chuckled.  He stood up and faced Emily.

" Someone has got a nerve here,'' he said mockingly. 

" Why do you have to keep me, you can easily kill me and have the house to yourself," I probed, gathering all my courage and looking up at his face. It is back to its stoic expression, we gaze at each other for a few moment before I stylishly look away when I felt pain around my neck. 

" With you being here, it gives us reason to also be here, getting rid of you now is like exposing the loose end," 

" And my mother must be killed to do that?" I felt the urge to pave the way for the tears that had been finding a way to escape from the cage I locked them into as I said this. I sniffed, moving my head backward to restrain my tears gland from disappointing me. The fear of not getting to see her and my only sister sent a huge amount of torture into my heart, just like a thunderstorm, it struck me and shattered my heart into pieces.

" Lucas this is...." 

"Leave the room, I will handle this," An emotion flickered in his eyes as he said this. He gaze at Emily and signaled her to leave.

" Fuck you bitch!" She cursed. She threw Lucas a hard look before she began to match towards the door. He nodded in response as if she just passed a message across to him.

" Sorry for that!" He said when Emily has evacuated the room.

" For what?" I asked, skeptical of where that word comes from all of a sudden, did he change his mind? Is he being like this because Emily is not here?

" This," His hand reached for my face, and I realized what he was talking about immediately. I tilted my head away from his hand. 

What's going on with him? Except for his Scary cute face that resembles that of an angry lion, his behavior right now is different.

" And why do you care, you will kill me anyway," I grumble bitterly. This is too weird, sitting here, chatting casually to your supposed killer about your own death. Not only that, the person is a psychopath.

" Yeah. But I want my bullet to be the only thing that will create a wound on your body," He hesitated for a few seconds, watching my reaction. " It won't be a pleasant one if Attempted Rape is added to my charges," He winked. Without thinking twice, I Spat on his face. A monster will always be one, joking about someone else's life as if it is a useless object.

He looked down, grinning. He reached for his pocket and shoved out a white handkerchief and then wiped his face with this.

Olivia, what is wrong with you, are you that eager to die? I bit my lower lip as I watched him raise his face again. Instantly, I regret what I just did. His face has turned darker. He was smiling, but it's very obvious that this must be the last face I will set my eyes on before I embark on an adventure of no return. He didn't say a word, stood up, took a few steps, and then stopped. He faced me back.

" I always thought you were an easy one," He snorted. I just continue to glare down, not looking at anything in particular with my mouth wide open. His words sound as if he knew me before this.

"Anyway,I'm true with being gentle. Let change to the second part,"