247. Olivia - Azael IV

Azael is finally starting to realize how stubborn I can be. If I don't want to talk, then I won't. Revealing the location of the daggers was never an option.

But why plan all this? To what purpose? Knowing the only way to find out the truth is by asking, I say, "Why are you so obsessed with me?"

"The daggers, Olivia. I want them."

Good thing I left them at the farm.

"Here I was, thinking you were fixated on me when, in reality, you only want two rusty old knives. I don't know how to feel about that." Azael loses his composure and slams his fist on the desk, causing coffee to spill on my hands. It is not hot enough to burn me. "You'll never have them. I made sure of it."

I need to learn why Azael wants those daggers. Sure, they glow when near me, but there has to be more to them than fancy lights.

Ansel knows how important the daggers are. He will never let Azael get his hands on them.

**919** is yet to speak with other experiments since he is rarely let out of his cell. He has a very violent tendency to kill everything in his path, and even I had to get out of his path a few times. I wonder if I have enough time to find out what Azael is planning with the daggers while 919 manages to speak with the others.

you something. I think you will find it

the door and

say so," I say and follow him, taking the coffee with me. Guards stand on either side of the door, and I clean my hands of the coffee on their clothes before pushing the cup into the hands of one of them. "Here, you look like you need some caffeine or whatever drug was added to

guns but Azael puts his hand in the air, the palm facing them. "You'll have the chance to do

his pants. "We

an eyebrow. "With those small dicks? You might want Azzy to experiment on you, too. Did you see the junk **919** has between his legs? I'll tell him

in history, Azzy, might not be the smartest move I've ever made, but what's

arm and forces me to walk fast. "Are you forgetting that your Asian boyfriend will pay

I already told you that I'll make you

in trouble because I can't keep my mouth closed. But there's something about this angel that brings out the worst of me. Not even my brother can get me riled up so much. That's because Jason is not

are

few minutes," making everyone look at him. "The rules are the same as ever. The

is a woman of our own?" someone

all his opponents gets to spend a night with her. I don't care

Shit.

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