Fated To Not Just One But Three novel 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.

"Not much," he said. "Just to use you... as bait. Damien steps down, and I send you back to him... if he doesn’t, then I kill you."

My eyes widened as everything dawned on me... this was the same man who had Sofia.

"Where is Sofia? Are you holding the both of us?" I asked, panicking... strangely, I wanted to meet her.

The man scoffed. "No.... Since she is not important to Damien, I decided to release her back to him and take you instead," he said simply.

A gasp escaped my lips as realization sank in. 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 down, Damien would never come for me.

He stood up, buttoning his coat slowly, never breaking eye contact with me.

"But first," he added smoothly, "I’ll be back to make a video of you to send to your husband. 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 body back to him."

A gasp of fear escaped me, but he wasn’t bothered. He just turned to the guards. "Make sure she’s comfortable. Feed her. Keep her alive. She’s more useful breathing."

And with that... he walked out, leaving only the chill of fear behind. I stared at the door as it slammed shut. The two tall men stood like statues in front of me... their eyes were blank, like they’d done this a hundred times before. freēwebnovel.com

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