Chapter 196 Learn to Seduce
His cool fingertips seeped through the flimsy fabric to press against Olivia’s waist, making her tremble uncontrollably, humiliation stinging her eyes until tears threatened to fall.
The handsome, aristocratic man behind her felt like a devil- blessed with stunning looks, yet cold to the core.
“Your eyes are all wrong. Be more slutty, like the rest of them.” Noticing her distraction, Lucas curled his fingers around her wrist and forced her to lift her arm, copying the provocative poses on the screen.
His tone dripped with mockery.
“You claim you want to prove your loyalty. If you can’t even do this little thing right, how am I supposed to trust you? How can I put in a good word for you with Damian?”
His movements grew more impatient by the second, and Olivia could feel not a hint of affection from him–only icy indifference.
His grip on her waist ached fiercely, and her wrist throbbed, too,
Even with his guidance, her movements remained stiff and clumsy.
Tears swirled wildly in her eyes, but she bit down hard to hola17
Every sharp command felt like a knife slicing through her heart.
“Mr. Hunt… I truly can’t do this… please let me go,” Olivia begged at last, her voice breaking.
“Can’t take it already? We’ve barely started.” Lucas let out a cold laugh and suddenly released his hold. Olivia crumpled to the floor in a heap.
He stared down at her without a shred of pity.
“Do it again. If you’re still this stiff, you won’t leave this private
room.
“Remember this–the more slutty and obedient you are, the more likely you are to walk out of here alive. Otherwise…”
He let his voice trail off, the threat hanging unspoken in the air.
Weston sat quietly on the sofa, a faint, unreadable smile on his face the entire time.
The other men watched on in cold silence, drinking in every bit of Olivia’s humiliation, their gazes sticky and predatory as they fixed on her.
One of them leered and chuckled.
The men’s jeers blended with the sultry, pulsing music, pounding against Olivia’s ears until her mind went numb.
She sat on the floor, her knees throbbing, and bit her lower lip until the metallic taste of blood bloomed on her tongue.
Only then did she force herself to stand.
She knew she had no choice.
Any resistance would expose her, putting far more people in danger—and that was the last thing she wanted, especially
where Julian was concerned.
Julian was her god, and she would not let anyone harm him.
Sniffles escaped Olivia as she accepted the inevitable–fighting those far more powerful than herself was impossible.
Forcing all humiliation and shame deep down, she fixed her eyes on the seductive moves displayed on the giant screen.
A shaky smile was plastered onto Olivia’s face as she slowly swayed her hips, arched her back, and glanced over her shoulder.
Even though her rigid spine betrayed her tension, she kept moving, not daring to stop.
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deepening with every passing second.
The men watched with obvious amusement, whistling and teasing loudly.
“Mr. Hunt, she’s still too green. Needs a proper lesson!”
Lucas leaned lazily against the wall, legs crossed, watching her with casual interest.
At their taunts, he curled his lip into a mocking smirk and called out, “You heard them. The gentlemen aren’t impressed. Loosen up. Show them what you’ve got.”
Olivia froze, her cheeks burning hot right down to her earlobes. She clenched her fists tightly and spoke with every ounce of courage she could muster.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Hunt. I’ve really tried my best.”
“Tried your best?” Lucas shot to his feet and strode over to her, his tall, imposing figure towering over her.
He suddenly reached up and clamped his hand around her jaw, forcing her to look up at him.
“Olivia, is this how you repay Mr. Hall? Do you think he’d look at you and regret saving you, regretting letting you into Veridian Group?”
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