Love Is Like an Abyss

After going through what I was here for, I stayed at home alone for several days. Just when I thought William had found some new toys, an unexpected person rang my doorbell.

It was William's fiancee and also the daughter of the relative who seized my family's property when I was young, Olivia Lewis.

But she didn't know my real identity and only thought of me as William's favorite lover.

Every time Olivia came to my house, it was because she was jealous, and so was this time.

But William was not here now.

I said, "Mr. Thompson doesn't live here. Ms. Lewis, I'm afraid you get to the wrong place."

I told her the truth. Facing outsiders, I always called William "Mr. Thompson" and only called him differently in special occasions or under his command.

"I'm not looking for him. I'm looking for you. You were the bitch who seduced my cousin and told William to target him with lies, weren't you?" she said.

Cousin?

I secretly raised my eyebrows. That fat guy from a few days ago was actually Olivia's cousin?

I shook my head to suggest that I didn't know what she was talking about. However, my innocence seemed to be a provocation to her as she slapped my face.

"You know what? I can make you disappear right here, right now!" she shouted.

I tilted my head and covered my cheek, which was beginning to swell. I was not sensitive to pain as I had endured much more pain than this, let alone a mere slap in the face.

So I just stared at her woodenly and continued, "Ms. Lewis, I really have no idea what you are talking about."

Her visit was not complete for her cousin. In fact, she held a grudge about William increasing attention to me. He even refused to let me serve a foreign businessman, which made her restless.

In her opinion, I was just a useful tool who was kept in William's yard. I was beautiful but dirty. She didn't think her fiance would be attracted to someone as sleazy as me.

But this time, his refusal made her realize that I was too close to him. She was afraid to imagine what he would do for me next time.

So, she couldn't wait to cause some trouble for me, wanting to prove that I was still the toy that could be trampled on by anyone.

Thinking of this, Olivia called the bodyguards following her to tear off my clothes.

I was still aware of the developments outside, and William didn't restrict my freedom, just like he never stopped Grace from contacting others.

But my sister just deleted all my information from her social accounts.

So, I knew what he had been doing recently. For some reason, he turned down several invitations for me, among which was even his important client.

Anyway, I'd like to see things going in this way.

I symbolically resisted and dodged from their movements, wondering when William would come back and what he would do after seeing this.

He would definitely be irritated. William was a control freak, especially caring about his manipulation of me, his exclusive slave.

What would he do to the Lewis family?

What would he do to his fiancee?

Olivia's bodyguard moved quickly and turned my pajamas into tatters. The bruises from the previous few days had long since faded, and now all that was left were indelible scars.

For example, the burns on my arms, the bruises on my knees from kneeling for a long time, William's name and some dirty words tattooed on my thighs and waist, and so on.

The two bodyguards had no worries and appeared excited on their nasty faces.

Just when they were about to violate me, the gate door opened again.