OLIVIA

“Please call Axel,” I sobbed, feeling scared at the feeling of the cold weapon touching my forehead. “He needs to know what’s going on.”

She laughed, her voice ringing through the space mockingly. I hadn’t expected such an experience, and why wasn’t anyone trying to stop her?

I mean, it was just her, and they had lots of security in the mansion.

How was she able to walk in with a gun?

“Axel?” Her voice was laced with sarcasm and contempt. “You don’t have to ...