Fated To Not Just One, But Three

Chapter 250

Chapter 250: Speak To The Camera

Olivia’s POV

The splash of a bucket of water slammed me back to consciousness. For a moment, my vision swam, blurry shapes shifting until my eyes adjusted, and I realized two men were standing right in front of me. My eyes widened in fear as I looked around and saw I was in a dimly lit, empty room, tied tightly to a chair... my lips sealed shut.

I watched the two men, who seemed like guards, move aside and a man seated on a seat across from me came into view. I stared at him, confused. He wasn’t like the others. He looked to be in his early thirties. Clean-shaven, sharp suit, piercing gray eyes that never left mine. He leaned forward slowly, resting his elbows on his knees.

"You’re awake," he said simply, his voice calm. Too calm. I said nothing. I couldn’t—my mouth was taped shut.

He tilted his head slightly, studying me like I was some strange puzzle. "You look really pretty," he muttered. "No wonder Damien married you."

I flinched, not understanding what he meant. He smiled, but it didn’t reach his eyes.

"I’m going to remove the tape," he said. "Don’t scream. There’s no one here who’ll help you." He nodded at one of the guards. A second later, the tape was ripped off my lips.

I winced at the pain. I coughed a little, then whispered, "Who are you?"

The man chuckled softly. "Let’s just say... I’m one of Damien’s enemies...." I froze.

"What do you want from me?" I asked, my voice weak. He leaned in closer, his eyes narrowing.

said. "Just to use you... as bait. Damien steps down, and I send you back to him... if he

dawned on me... this was the

you holding the both of us?"

"No.... Since she is not important to Damien, I decided to release her back to him and take you

Sofia had been sent back to Damien. That was Damien’s plan all along, and it had worked. Now I was the bait—and I knew, deep

slowly, never breaking eye contact

If he loves you as he claims, he’ll step down. If he refuses..." He paused, letting the silence settle like a blade at my throat. "Then I’ll kill you and send your

gasp of fear escaped me, but he wasn’t bothered. He just turned to the guards. "Make

the door as it slammed shut. The two tall men stood like

guards didn’t speak, didn’t move—they just stood there like

somewhere deep inside... I already knew. Damien wasn’t coming for me. He wouldn’t. I was just a piece in his game. A bait. Not a person worth saving. He had Sofia now. The one he truly loved. The one he thought he lost. And now that she was

settled in my chest like a heavy stone, and I couldn’t stop the tears from

passed—I didn’t know how long—and then the door opened again. It was him. The same man from earlier. He walked in casually, tossing his coat over the back of the chair like

he

front of me again, tilting

Cry. Beg Damien to save you. Plead for your life. Show

I didn’t beg. I stared straight into the camera, ignoring the burning in my throat, the sting in

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