Revenge After Divorce by Black Rose

OLIVIA

A tremor ran through my body as I saw him coming closer, his hand gripping another needle. I had come to fear both needles and Xander, for they had been the instruments that brought me to this terrifying place. The thought of either one made my skin crawl. My muscles, once eager to run, now felt like they were trapped under thick layers of cement, unmovable and heavy.

“Please, Xander,” I begged, my voice strained with desperation. “We don’t have to do this. We can talk about it. There is no need to go this far.”

He didn’t even flinch at my plea. He stood still for a moment, his expression a cold mask of indifference. Then, as though the thought amused him, he chuckled softly.

“Come on, Olivia. This needle? It’s not going to hurt you. It’s going to make everything much more interesting. You will be numb; you won’t feel any pain. I promise,” he said, his voice laced with a twisted reassurance.

How could I trust anything he said? Xander was a man of lies and deceit, a man who revelled in power and control. He knew well that his words meant nothing. And yet, here I was, with no way to stop him. He kept moving around me, circling me like a predator, and I fought to stay still, my mind racing.

“What are you planning?” I wanted to scream, but the words choked in my throat.

Xander’s movements slowed as he positioned himself behind me. “I have to inject this into your back. You wouldn’t want to make this harder on yourself, would you?

me in a state of permanent helplessness? Why did he need to numb

made another move toward me, and instinctively, I tried to push him away, to break free from his

to keep resisting, then I will just do this the hard way. I will skip the needle and go straight to the pain. Is that what you want? To

he was something darker now, a side of him I had never witnessed before. A monster, lurking just beneath the surface. It was true what people said, that everyone had two sides. And I had just awakened

unwavering. “What’s

he would do next, gnawed at my insides, but I couldn’t bear the thought of the

leaned forward, resigning myself to what was about to happen. I would rather endure the numbness now and let the sedative or whatever it was wear off later.

came anyway, rolling down my cheeks as I tried to hold on to whatever small piece of myself was left. The pain I feared the most was now replaced with an eerie numbness, spreading through my body, dulling my

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floating somewhere far from this nightmare, but the knowledge that it was

he moved around me again, stepping away with a deliberate slowness that made my pulse race in anticipation of what was to come. He approached his tools with a calm, almost methodical air, each instrument he examined as though it held some secret, some power. He picked up one tool after another, inspecting them with a twisted curiosity, before finally settling on a small scalpel and a pair of tweezers. I watched, my heart hammering in my chest, wondering what his plans were for those.

hit me when he turned toward me again, his eyes cold and gleaming. He moved to where I lay, and suddenly, without a word, he grabbed hold of my foot. My mind screamed in protest, and for a moment, thought he was going to cut off my toes, or worse, my whole foot. The horror of the thought gripped