Fated To Not Just One But Three novel Chapter 441

Chapter 441: Hostage

Olivia’s POV

"You have two minutes," the voice said. "Leave now, Lord Frederick, or both women die."

Frederick did not move at first. He stood like a statue, his chest heaving. His eyes burned red. I could see the war in him—anger, fear, something like pain.

"No," he growled. "You promised to hand over Selene."

The voice laughed softly. "And you are foolish to believe that."

The red light on Selene’s chest started to blink faster. I heard it—tick, tick—small and sharp in the loud room. My hands shook. My collar buzzed cold against my skin.

Frederick took one step forward. He looked like a beast about to break free. But the cartoon-like voice spoke again.

"Last warning," it said. "One minute."

Frederick’s jaw clenched. He looked at me once. In his eyes I saw something soft, a word without noise. He was coming back for us.

Then, with a hard look, he turned away.

He did not walk slowly. He ran. He did not look back.

The two men grabbed my arms roughly. One of them pulled a dark cloth over my face. Cold cloth. My sight went black.

They dragged me. Hard. My feet scraped the floor. My heart pounded so loud I thought it would break my ribs.

I felt hands on my shoulders, on my arms. I felt the collar catch and tug. I felt the rope around Selene’s chair being cut as she was dragged along with me. The cloth pressed harder over my eyes. I could not see. I could not move. My legs were pulled, then pushed, then hurried.

Someone shoved me into the back of a car. The floor of the car smelled like oil and metal. The world spun.

I tried to think of the triplets. I tried to think of escape. My fingers closed around the knife hidden under my thigh, but my hands were tied. My breath came fast.

From beside me I heard the ticking of the bomb.

I squeezed my eyes shut under the blindfold and prayed I could still teleport. I prayed Frederick could find a way. The triplets, even if angry, would find a way.

Soon the car began to move, and I couldn’t see where they were taking me. All I could do was wait and see what plan these people had, taking me and Selene hostage.

The car stopped with a jerk. Metal screeched. My head hit the seat. My blindfold stayed on.

Two men hauled us out. They pushed us hard. I stumbled.

They shoved us into a small room. The door slammed. My blindfold was ripped off.

Light burned my eyes. I blinked. I looked around.

Selene sat beside me on the floor. Her hair hung in her face. Her eyes were dark and tired.

She glared at me. "Why did you come?" she asked, sounding pissed.

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