Olivia’s POV
The tears streamed down my face.
No! No! No!
It couldn’t be! What was he doing?! Why hadn’t he sent her out yet?!
I held my breath and watched. My body was in agony, and the ropes felt even tighter.
My heart was leaning on the edge of a canyon. A little tip and it would fall.
Lilian walked up to him, and he stood up and received her with open arms. I felt a chunk of my heart break off as I saw how tightly he wrapped her to his body. The satisfaction on her face had no comparison. She nuzzled closer to him, and he stroked her hair.
He spoke to her, but I didn’t understand what they were saying. Did I really want to hear this? It was hurtful enough as it was.
He tilted her head upwards, and his eyes stared at her with so much affection, like one would look at a lost lover, the way Andre used to look at me.
The tears multiplied. Did Andre really love me? I saw the way Lilian had been looking at him before. He always seemed so stoic and calm about it. He never showed any interest.
I could still remember how close he pulled me to emphasise that I was his mate. Was that all a fluke? Was it all a lie?!
Their lips warmed, and I watched him slide his hand passionately into his hair and grab a fist full. He pulled her hair taunt, and her smile widened. She was enjoying it all-she was enjoying my man.
The men that were watching me were watching the video with rapt attention. Lewd bastards! Disgusting pigs!
They hooted as Lilian took off her dress to reveal her black lacey bra holding her ample bosom.
The hoots of the men became louder, and more pieces of my heart chipped off.
They shoved the phone closer to my face, and the light made my eyes sting, but I couldn’t look away.
Every part of me was praying that this all was forged, that this was all a bad dream, and that I would soon wake up. But the more the video played, the more I lost hope and the more insignificant the prayers became.
Andre grabbed underwear-clad Lilian and bent her over his knee. The glee on her face was unmatched. She jolted happily as his palm came down flat and lightly on her butt.
The look in Andre’s eyes was passionate as he grabbed her hair and spanked her over and over. He had his lips to her ears. What was he telling her? Was he telling her all the things he told me when we were in bed?
The shameless men around me huddled closer to the phone and demanded the volume be raised so that I could better enjoy the show.
I wanted to throw up. They were immersed in the video. The bulge in their trousers didn’t dare hide.
“I wonder what he is going to do to her next, Little Luna. The show has been enjoyable so far, hasn’t it? Care to give a review?”
I lowered my head. My body shook as I cried, but they wouldn’t even give me a chance. I felt a hand grab my hair, and my head was forcefully lifted, and I was looking at the phone again.
Lilian pushed Andre to the bed, and a smile crept on his face.
“Oooh! Seems like your man likes a woman who is in charge. I bet it is something that you could never give him. Pathetic bitch!”
The man gripping my hair shook me violently. My head was thudding painfully. My eyes were stinging. I had never felt so terrible in my life.
“Nima?”
My voice in my head was barely audible but I nonetheless called out to my wolf.
Her bubbly personality had been swept away, and all I could see was a shadow of her old self as she whimpered quietly and sorrowfully in the darkest corner of my mind.
She has lost the will in her to fight.
“I hope you’re watching, princess,” said one of the men sardonically. “Else, you might miss the best part.”
I was tired. I didn’t want to watch anymore.
I felt my heart give way, and I lost all will to survive and escape this prison and torment that I was in.
How could I go back to a man who cheated on me, and yet, every day, he claimed that he loved me?
The look in his eyes, the tone of his voice, the warmth of his body. It…it was all a lie. It was a sham fantasy I was living in. This was real. This was ‘Andre’. I knew that all of this was too good to be true.
Was this maybe Karma? But what could I have possibly done to deserve this?
My tears flowed freely and blurred my vision, but the video was still as clear as crystal like the universe was against me and was still urging me to keep watching the man that it had given me betray and backstab me.
Andre had flipped Lilian over, and she lay on the bed helplessly, smiling softly. Her face was flushed as she waited.
Andre’s clothes were on the ground in mere minutes, and Lilian’s eyes were wide open as she took him in.
The men’s hooting stopped a little and became grumbles of jealousy as they whispered about how big he was and that his cock was definitely not real.
None of that mattered to me.
They grabbed my hair tighter, and my eyes were forced open.
I was horrified. I watched sorrowfully as Andre slammed into her…
“Noooo!!!”
I turned my head away. My soul was smashed.
I closed my eyes even tighter and dared not to open them, no matter how hard they pulled my hair.
Their hooting continued. My ears rang loudly.
“Closing eyes now, are we?” one scoffed.
“I didn’t know your man to be such a master in bed. I think I’ve learned a thing or two from him.”
They all cackled at the joke at my expense.
“Boohoo, princess. We told you that that mate of yours was a scumbag. He doesn’t deserve you or your child.”
My tears had stopped, and I could feel my body becoming hotter. Rage burned through me by the second, and it felt like the tears vaporised as soon as they landed on my skin.
“Nima…”
The voice in my head called her name again, and I felt her rise from her dark corner and snarl with hate at the men who had made fun of us, at the man who cheated on us.
My muscles tensed up, and I felt blood vessels bulge in my forehead, on the verge of popping.
The cackling stopped. They looked at me, and there was silence for a while, followed by the sound of rejuvenated laughter.
“Look at her face! It’s as red as a tomato.”
“Seeing her man fuck our princess really made her flush in anger…”
One of them came right in my face. His eyes were a light brown, and they stared at me with mockery and disdain. He grabbed my chin roughly and squeezed hard.
“No one, not even your dear Alpha Andre, can resist our beautiful princess or, better still, pick your pathetic self over her.”
He pushed my face away. I was still. My mind was plagued with images that rushed past me at lightning speed. My body was overwhelmed, my mind was overworked. The echoing laughter around me pushed me to the edge.
Then it happened. I snapped. I could feel blood seeping into my eyes.
“STOOPP!!!!”