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.

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,

word, his pace calm, unhurried—as if this were all just routine. My heart pounded louder with each step, fear clawing its way up my throat. I didn't know what was waiting for me at the top, but my instincts screamed that nothing

he pushed open a large double door and walked in. I hesitated at the threshold, but one

said, not even

the room. His

The lighting dim, the walls a deep charcoal, and the

he said

guards turned and shut the door

sharp scent of alcohol filled the air. He took a slow sip, finally turning his

Handsome, in a cold, cruel sort of way. His face was sharp, his

help

I asked softly, though I hated how

didn't answer right away. He took another sip and then set the glass down with a soft

fit my

made my stomach flip, and not in a

don't understand," I forced out, taking

all the time in the world. His presence filled the room, suffocating and

and I fought the

said, stopping just in front

My heart dropped.

my head. "You

just annoyance. "I didn't spend a million dollars for nothing,

the name he

son," he said flatly. "One heir. That's

couldn't believe what I was hearing. My knees felt

"I—No. You can't just—"

his voice calm,

open,

will prepare you," he added as he

I blinked. "Prepare me?"

belong to me now. And I'm fucking you

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