Olivia's pov:
Ivan drops me off almost precisely at midnight.
In the car, Ivan leans over to give me a good night kiss, but I put my hand out to stop him.
He pulls back, surprised, but my eyes flick to the house and then his does as well, probably thinking about Jack - my apparent fiancé - waiting inside."All right."
He takes my hand in his and raises it to his lips, pressing a lingering kiss against my knuckles, just as he did that time at the bar.
"I want to see you again, Olivia. Soon."
I nod, giving him a small smile, but don't say anything as I get out the car.
I wave as Ivan pulls away but I don't turn and head into the house immediately.
I take a deep breath once Ivan's car is out of sight and I turn and walk up the steps, pulling the jacket more tightly around my shoulders.
Then I halt.
I'm still wearing Ivan's jacket. Shit.
Well I can't give it back now, he's gone.Without caring who sees me, I enter the house.
No one is around as I head up stairs, my heels clacking loudly as I go.I walk into my room and press the door closed.
I take a deep breath as I sit on my bed, reaching down to unbuckle the clasp of my shoes and eyeing the white box that Kent has sent me today.
When I open it, it's nothing but a small red body suit with a corset.
How the hell am I supposed to get a corset on with no one to lace it.... Fucking idiot! I'm not wearing this.Just then, my phone pings with a message. I pick up my phone and open my messages and I see it's from Kent.
"Welcome home, Olivia."
Two more messages arrive in a few seconds after I finish reading the first message.
"Please change. And burn that jacket before I lose control and leave this house to go hunt Ivan."
"You will pay for wearing that jacket, Olivia."
"What's wrong with my jacket Kent? Don't you like it?"
I see the three dots while he writes then he deletes the message a few times before sending it to me.
And I smirk at his hesitation and jealousy."When your ready, please come to the third floor. I've been wanting to be with you all day. I'll see you in fifteen minutes."
What's on the third floor?
There's a long pause before another text comes.
"Are you there, Olivia? Do you understand?"
"Okay?"
"Good."
My hands are shaking and I don't know why.
What the hell have I gotten myself into?
I get up and get undressed and chuck on a large t-shit that fall to my thighs. I'm not wearing what ever the fuck that thing is that Kent sent me.
I head upstairs to the third floor and stand frozen at a door which blocks the third floor off from the rest of the house.
Confused, I turn the knob on the door. And it turn easily in my hand.
As I push the door open, shock and terror goes through me.
It's a fucking sex dungeon!
Oh hell no I didn't sign up for this.
I'm going to kill him.
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My Forbidden Love
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