Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 146

Chapter 146: Who Is He

Olivia's POV

They shoved me into the back seat of a car, separate from the one my mysterious buyer was in. As the car sped off, I couldn't help but panic, filled with fear and questions. Who was this mysterious buyer? Why would he spend so much money on me? But what frightened me even more was what he intended to do with me. Was he buying me to be his sex slave? No! I shook my head. No man in his right mind would pay a million dollars just for that. Deep down, I felt he had another purpose for me, but I couldn't pinpoint what it was.

The car drove for what felt like hours. I had no idea where we were headed—the windows were tinted too dark to see anything clearly. All I could do was sit there, tired and helpless, my heart thudding painfully in my chest.

I frowned as a thought came to my mind. Were we still in London?

I glanced around as best as I could, trying to read any signs, any clues. The car slowed, pulling through tall iron gates, and I caught a glimpse of a massive building up ahead.

A mansion.

Huge, old, and surrounded by high stone walls and thick trees. The kind of place that looked like it belonged to royalty.

The vehicle rolled to a stop, and the door flung open.

Two guards reached in to pull me out, rough hands grabbing my arms—but a deep voice cut through the air.

"Don't touch

It was him.

The man who bought me.

Instantly, the guards released me and stepped back.

My breath hitched.

Why didn't he want them to grab me?

My eyes met his, but he simply stared at me and walked away. "Escort her in," he said to his men.

I swallowed hard as the men led me. I followed this mysterious buyer into the building. As we entered, I realized he had servants; his mansion wasn't as big as the full moon pack house, but one could tell this man was wealthy by the intricate designs of the rooms.

as I followed him upstairs. I began to panic as I didn't know what was happening. Was he going to sleep with me? Was that it? Would I lose my virginity to this man? I didn't even know him, nor did I like him, and I certainly didn't have

saying a word, his pace calm, unhurried—as if this were all just routine. My heart pounded louder with each step, fear clawing its way up

double door and walked in. I hesitated at the threshold, but

not even

the room.

lighting dim, the

us," he

turned and shut the door behind them,

a drink from a crystal decanter. The sharp scent of alcohol filled the air.

was older—definitely in his late thirties. Handsome, in a cold, cruel sort of way. His face was

couldn't help but

you buy me?" I asked softly, though

sip and then set the glass down with a

fit my plan," he

stomach flip, and not in a good way.

I forced out, taking

like a man who had all the time in the world. His presence filled the

gaze slid over me like ice water, and

stopping just in front of

My heart dropped.

shaking my head.

annoyance. "I

froze at the name

need a son," he said flatly. "One heir. That's all. You

I was hearing.

"I—No. You can't just—"

can," he interrupted, his voice calm, firm, terrifying. "And I

open, chest rising and falling

he added as he turned away from me, picking up his drink

I blinked. "Prepare me?"

belong to

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