Hayden wakes up slowly. She spent a wonderful night with Oliver. She even believes that it is the most beautiful night they have ever spent together. This is the first time she sees him behaving so delicately with her. They spent the most erotic night of their relationship. No bites, no dominance, no salacious words. It was just them and their bodies in perfect harmony. It was really love. It was not just fucking as it usually does. There were feelings. Not that usually when they make love they do not love each other, but there it was different. As if it was the last night they spent together and they enjoying this moment before the end of the world.
Hayden still feels watered by that night. She feels like hovering as if she had just smoked a joint. Maybe it's due to the orgasms she has experienced, her body is completely relaxed. She feels she can not even move her legs if she wants to. As she tries to move closer to Oliver, she can not move her wrists. They are like blocked. She gently opens her eyes, trying to get used to the daylight that illuminates the room.
She raises her head and realizes she has wrists tied by handcuffs on the bars of the headboard. Her vision is as fuzzy as if she had been drugged. Her eyes run through the room looking for Oliver. He is no longer in bed next to her. But she can smell the smell of cigarettes. So he is not far. She tries to straighten herself in the bed but it is as if she had been emptied of her strength, she can not even move.
"You're looking for me?" Oliver suddenly asked. Hayden turns her head in the direction of his voice. He sits facing the bed, in an armchair smoking a cigarette, his legs crossed. He does not have his glasses, he wears a white shirt, the collar slightly open, no tie and black suit pants. She has trouble distinguishing him because of her blurry vision.
"You want to play?" Hayden asked in a nasty way. She moves her wrists slightly to mention the handcuffs. She sees a smile forming on his lips, he takes a puff of his cigarette and blows the smoke slowly into the air.
"Indeed," he answers. "But the rules of the game may not please you."
"What do you mean?" she asks. She narrowed her eyes to see him better. She does not know why but this situation does not feel good.
"I've been thinking a lot, Hayden," he continues, rising. He walks in the room from left to right tirelessly. "After your little speech last night, I promised myself that you will never leave this room."
"You're not serious...,"
"You thought I was stupid enough to give you a chance to leave me?!" he asks angrily, his black eyes on her. "I promised you I'd change and it starts now, I've been patient enough, you will not leave this room until I've decided it."
"I think you're getting crazy,"
"Now you're going to learn to love me again," he continues in his madness, as if she had not spoken. "And I'm the one who dictates the rules, and I will not let my feelings for you blind me so that you can decide when you want to run away with my daughter."
Hayden feels the tears run down her cheeks, but more anger than sadness. She feels betrayed by the man she loves and to whom she voluntarily decided to give back her confidence. She realizes that he will never change, he is mentally disordered. He lives in his own psychosis and even if on some days everything seems to be better, the next day will be another descent to madness. Oliver sits down on the bed next to her and caresses her cheek, his compassionate gaze.
"I love you Hayden and I didn't want that, but you don't leave me a choice."
"But I love you Oliver, I trusted you," she cried. "You promised me."
"If you really loved me, the thought of leaving me wouldn't even have occurred to you." he answers dryly, passing from the desolate state to total contempt. He gets up to get a tie in the wardrobe and put it around his neck.
"And Lily? Did you think about her?" she asks, anxious at the thought of being separated from her daughter. She knows that he would be able to invent any lie to keep her away from her.
"You can see her for an hour a day," he answers simply without looking at her, concentrated on his tie knot. "After all, you're terribly sick, you have to rest."
"You can't stop me from seeing her, it's also my daughter!" she cried in fury. But the worst part is that she knows very well that he is capable of everything.
"And I will stay with you," he continues smiling with satisfaction. "I know you are smart enough to try to raise her head against me."
"Until the day she will see who is really her father,"
"I know you're mad at me," he approaches and takes her face in his hands and looks into hers. "But I do this for ourselves, for our family, I don't want to lose you and I will do anything for it."
"By making me unhappy and depriving me of my daughter?" But again, he does not know what she says. He does not care. What matters is that Oliver Thredson is able to control everything, as long as everything goes well for him, he is happy.
"I'm trying to isolate you so you can think and don't try anything," he continues, stroking her cheek as if he were talking to a little girl. "If I see you behave well, maybe later you can come back with us."
"You know this situation makes me even more want to run away,"
"Yes, but you still have to get away," a satisfied smile forms on his face. "You're stuck here, whether you like it or not."
"You'll only have your eyes to cry when you lose both of us, Oliver," she said, supporting his gaze. "And that day, it will be too late."
He grabs her violently by the neck, his eyes black with anger. But this time Hayden is not afraid. She holds his gaze and they stay like that for a moment before he releases his grip and kisses her with force on the mouth. But she does not respond to his kiss. She must stop falling under his charm, she knows very well that this relationship will lead nowhere. Even if she still loves him.
"I have to go get Lily," he said, standing up. His eyes rest on her cuffs handcuffed. "I'll take that away if you've been wise."
He opens the door of the room but before going out, he turns his head towards her.
"Know that wherever you go, I'll find you,"
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Let Me Love You (Oliver Thredson x OC) - COMPLETED ✔
Fanfic"I'm unhealthy." Hayden breathes loudly as he kisses her sensually in the neck. "To love to feel your hands on my body when they have done so much harm. I should be repelled by what you have done, but I can't help being attracted." _________________...