Olivia twisted her face in disgust, as a heavy stench of alcohol hit her nostrils, obviously from the man who grabbed.
“Let me go!” She yelled, trying to yank his hands off her.
“Oh come on, stop playing hard to get, I’ll satisfy you and also give you a huge amount of money.” He boasted, his croaky and rough voice laughed, obviously lost from excessive alcohol intake.
Olivia’s anger boiled, and as kept trying to yank off his fat hands, she seized him up and sighed in disgust. He was fat and short, with a pot belly and ugly face, irritating enough to make her nauseous.
He pulled her, heading to a direction she was unfamiliar with, “Do not have any shame? Forcing a lady in yourself! Let me go already!” She yelled louder, trying to get attention, but everyone seemed oblivious to what they were doing as they were invested in their own matters.
“Young lady, if you think anyone is going to save you right now, drop it already. Here it is secluded and anyone who hears your scream will think you are having a good time, haha.” He laughed and continued to pull her towards a door that was opened.
Olivia struggled to get free from him, but her strength was unmatched to his, plus he had a fat body and extreme weight.
She pulled into a luxurious, yet dark room. “Get on the bed pretty angel, you’re going to satisfy me tonight. Oh, I might have saved an angel to have such an opportunity and beauty right in front of me.” He laughed, tugging his tie as he yanked it off.
Olivia instinctively flinched back, before the man could get to her, she lifted her foot and kicked his groin so hard that he cried and bent down to clutch it.
Olivia took that as an opportunity to run, before she could get to the door, her hair was grabbed by the man, and he pulled her back.
Fucking hair! Olivia made a mental note to cut it short, once she was out of this.
Slap!
A hot slap landed on her cheek, her cheek stung with pain, as it turned red instantly. Olivia’s eyes stung with her pain, as her cheek hurt badly.
“You dare to trick me? Be a good girl and satisfy me.” He threatened, yanking off his shirt and began to unbuckle his belt.
Olivia, who was now on the bed, crawled back, her eyes searching for any possible weapon she could use as defense.
Morgan glanced at his watch for the hundredth time, his impatience growing thin, as his face exuded an unnatural color on it.
“Don’t you think that sister-in-law is taking so much time, I mean, she’s been there forever.” Chandler chipped in, seemingly noticing the look on Morgan’s face.
Morgan couldn’t wait for any more second, he got up and left the washroom. His gaze was dark as he walked through the hallway.
After a few minutes, he still couldn’t find Olivia, he was about to make a call, when his eyes stopped at a door.
Meanwhile inside the room, Olivia was on the edge of the bed, as the far man tried to crawl towards her, he was about to grab her leg when the door was suddenly kicked open.
The fat man paused and turned around, his face scrunched up and had a hint of impatience. Why is someone trying to ruin his time for him?
“Who dares to open that door, and badge into what I’m doing?” He barked, and turned around to see a tall and imposing figure of a stranger.
He couldn’t see his face clear, as he blocked the entrance with his huge back.
“What do you want?”
He didn’t get to finish his question, when he was knocked down by a strong and impactful punch.
“Morgan?” Olivia mumbled, as she saw his figure, she wiped her tears and quickly climbed down the bed, making sure she wouldn’t touch the fat man.
“It’s really you!” She cried, falling into his arms.
“Heyy, that’s not fair! You dare to take her away, when she’s trying to satisfy me? You seem not to know who I am!” He growled, still not able to get up, as he was kicked hard in the thigh.
Morgan’s anger boiled with each second, as he thought of the most brutal method to teach the pig in front of him a lesson.
He moved Olivia behind him and slowly walked towards the man, his step slow yet dangerous, that the man couldn’t help but cower in fear.
Morgan glared at his face, for a while and next thing, he kicked the man so hard on his chest that the man coughed out blood.
“Ahhh,” he coughed, coughing out a large amount of blood.
Olivia was in shock as she had never seen Morgan as angry and dangerous as he appeared right then. Only his gaze and aura was enough to send one apologizing and bowing to him, even though he didn’t commit a single sin.
“W… w…who are you?” The fat man coughed out, as fear engulfed him. He had never seen such cold and icy eyes before.
Morgan ignored him, as he squatted to his level, pulling him up by his hair. The man was finally standing up to him, he was about to say a word, when another heavy yet heart wrenching blow hit his face, he fell off, and collided with the floor.
He cried, blood splattering over the floor, as his mouth was twisted to the side.
Chandler and Vincent had already rushed to the room, when they noticed that Morgan was taking a long. What they didn’t expect to see was Morgan’s figure as he beat the hell out of the man, who was now half breathing, his body was all bruised.
Another second, their gaze darted to Olivia, who’s cheek was red, obviously from a slap, as the finger marks were etched on her face.
Shit! Was this man asking for death, to go and touch Morgan’s woman?”
They knew Morgan wasn’t going to leave the man until he was dead, but that shouldn’t be what Olivia would see.
“Let’s take you out of here.” Vincent said, motioning Olivia to come with them.
“M.. mo.. Morgan, he’s going to kill him..” she stuttered, unable to find her voice.
“Come with us first, let’s get you somewhere safer.” Vincent stated, trying to convince her.
“Morgan isn’t going to let him leave here alive anyways, he stepped beyond his boundaries. Unfortunate pig!” Chandler butt in, disgust evident In his face, as he looked at the man.
“No way!” Olivia pulled away from them, and lounged towards Morgan.
“You’re going to get him killed, please let’s leave.” She sobbed, pulling him by his shirt.
“Scram!” Morgan growled, not even sparing her a glance.
“I won’t leave, let’s leave already. You’d kill him, he’s losing so much blood.”
Morgan paused and turned to look at her, Olivia suddenly flinched, as she felt his cold eyes on her.
“You want him alive?” He asked, his voice devoid of any emotion.
Olivia nodded, fresh tears, trailing across her face. “Don’t get your hands dirty because of him, I…I.. look I’m okay, he didn’t bruise me.” she said, trying to convince him.
Morgan glanced at the fat body, it was then that he realized that he wasn’t breathing anymore, he might have fainted from too much pain.
Morgan took a deep breath and turned around to see Nicholas, Chandler and Vincent, staring at him.
“Take care of him.” Morgan said, referring to Nicholas, who made a quick call.
“Go with them.” he glanced at Olivia, whose gaze was fixed at him, all through the process. He knew she was now scared of him, especially after watching him beat up someone.
“What about you?” She asked.
“I’ll join you later.”
Olivia didn’t ask anymore and followed behind Chandler and Vincent.
“Sir, this man seemed to have quite a rank.” Nicholas whispered to Morgan.
“If it gets out in the news, let them know that he got in my way and that’s what happens to anyone who dares to lay a finger on my belongings.”
Nicholas nodded, not saying another word.
All through the incident, none of the people gathered around the hallway knew about it, especially because the room was sound proof.
Nicholas was supposed to call two men to take care of the man, but he was overweight and he called three people to do it.
Just before they could carry the man away, a slender, yet beautiful figure walked out from the room.
“Hello Nick.” She smiled seductively.