21. The Reckoning.

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Liv Morgan's POV

I'm out furniture shopping today because me and Dominik need a couch for our living room. I've taken a few weeks off work and Dominik basically told me to get whatever I want. He's so rich that he doesn't worry about money. I feel honestly bad for him that he can't go out in public without being judged.

He's innocent but he's committed so many crimes in the past.

But I noticed since we came back home from the grocery store, Dominik hasn't been himself. He puts on a smile but I know something is bothering him. He hasn't told me anything yet and I'm hoping he trusting enough to tell me.

I'm a little confused because back in prison, I thought we built enough trust that he would tell me the truth. Maybe.....it's me. Maybe I'm over thinking things and there isn't actually anything going on.

Yeah that's it. Just me obsessing over nothing.

"Um excuse me?! I'm interested in this couch set." I called for a worker in the shop.

"Okay sure. Are we making a payment plan this afternoon ma'am?" She asked me.

"No, I'm buying the whole thing today. My boyfriend wants a new couch today since we bought a house together." I said to her.

The worker lady looks at me up and down and smiles.

"Cash or credit?" She questioned.

"Cash." I answered.

"Right this way." She tells me and I follow her to make the purchase.

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"Dominik! I'm home! I found a really nice couch and it's being delivered to our house tomorrow! Dominik!" I shouted his name. I place down my car keys and headed to our bedroom to see if he's there. "Dominik?!......Dominik! Where is he?" I continue to search.

I tried calling his cellphone but it's not going through.

"Domin-"

"Dom Dom's not here little one but we are. Let's play a game beautiful." I heard a female Australian accent in my ear.

A white rag was coving my mouth, making me not scream out for help. This strong tall woman drags me like a rag doll across the house.

She pushes me into the wall hard as I landed head first, I winced in pain as I never experienced pain like this before.

It hurt really bad.

I looked up scared because I have no idea what's going on. My eyes widen even more when I saw two both men walking in and closing the door behind them.

"I locked all the doors and destroyed all the cameras Rhea." One of them said and he has a thick iris accent.

Rhea? As in Rhea Ripley? I remember her face now and the other two. Finn and Damian. The judgement day.

"Wha- What do you guys want from me?" I stuttered.

"We just want a little chat. You answer us and you cooperate correctly, I won't damage that pretty little face of yours and tear you apart." Rhea says to me.

My hands and legs are already shaking. I never thought they would come here. To find me of all places.

"P-Please I don't want any trouble." I begged.

"Priest, check her bag." She demands him to do.

Damian grabs my bag that I had dropped on the floor as he search into it. He finds my wallet and pulled out my ID. He laughs evilly at it.

"She's a therapist." He reveals.

The whole Judgement Day laughs at my profession. Mocking of what I do for a living.

"A little pathetic therapist. No wonder Dom was so fooled by her." Rhea laughs.

"Where Dominik? What did you guys do to him?" I questioned, getting more upset.

I stood up a bit but Rhea kicked me down with her foot.

Damian continues to look through my stuff and ended up finding my book of notes of when I had my sessions with Dominik.

"Hey, don't touch that! That's confidential stuff!" I warned them.

"Shut the fuck up. We search for whatever we want." Finn tells me. "Go ahead and read it Damian." He says to him.

"Now I see. You were Dominik's therapist back in prison." Rhea figures it out, laughing at me at the same time. "So you got My Dom Dom out of prison huh? The question is.......how did you get evidence?" Rhea walked up to me pulling me up as she grabbed me by the hair.

I cried in pain as it felt like she was gonna pull my hair out.

"Let go." I told her.

"Answer me bitch!" She yelled at me.

But I can't tell them. I can't reveal Lrya. I promised I wouldn't as she needs to be protected. I won't let these thugs try to harm her.

"Finn, take a picture of her ID." I heard Damian tell him and they take pictures of my ID and basically all my personal information.

"You guys stop it!" I shouted at them.

Rhea then slapped me hard across the face. It was so hard that I almost lost consciousness. My glasses flew off my face and I was completely blind. I crawled to try to find them but it was no use.

"Ahhh!" I cried out as a boot was crushing my hand.

"Here's a little life lesson Ms. Morgan that you probably never thought about when it comes to the judgement day." Rhea stepped harder on my hand, crushing it.

I screamed in pain, begging her to let go.

"GET OFF! GET OFF, GET OFF, PLEASE!!" I screamed out.

Rhea then repeated stomped on my forearm until I felt my bones slip out and crack. I screamed and cried in tears as she finally stopped. I held onto my arm, crying in pain. Begging for someone to help me through this torture.

Where's Dominik? And why wasn't he here to protect me? Why was this all happening to me.

"Ba Bye Liv. My sweet beautiful innocent blonde. Oh and when Dom Dom finally gets home, tell him Mami is always on top." She said to me, kicking me in the head with her boot again before leaving.

I cried out. Crying for Dominik, crying for Raquel, crying for just anyone to come and help me. I can't see, my glasses are missing and my arm is broken.

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