André’s POV

My eyes were locked on the screen as the footage played in front of me, and I could barely breathe.

My heart jumped in my throat, and I went pale in horror. What was this?

The video played and I was worried to see Olivia tied up. I squeezed the phone harder, threatening to crush it under my grip. What were they doing to her?

I watched as they gripped her hair tightly and tossed her around. They touched her and stroked her cheeks. One of them placed his lips close to her ear ...