When Love Becomes a Thing of the Past (Zoey) novel Chapter 112

Chapter 92

Chapter 92: Pain

Olive frowned, and licked her lips which was now stained with blood.

Soon, Elvis regained some clarity. The blood which he had tasted from her mouth gave

him an impulse which made him feel like he had fallen into an abyss.

“Don’t touch me.” Elvis quickly got up and walked into the bathroom. “Go go sleep.” He Content © copyrighted by cHåPTè-rSfloW.Com.

locked the bathroom door.

Everytime he fell ill, he would push her away. Olive knew the inviolable pride and dignity

of a man like him. However, he couldn’t save himself.

He locked himself up, making the situation worse.

Olive reached out and knocked on the door,

Elvis, open the door. I have some medical experience. I can help you. I know you’re in

pains right now. Open the door and let me see you.”

In the bathroom. Elvis stood beside the washbasin. The faucet was turned on, and the

cold water flowed out.

There was still her sweet taste in his mouth, which made him very excited. He raised

his head and looked at himself in the mirror. His eyes were covered with a bloodthirsty

gloomy and terrifying aura.

The room was engulfed with silence, and only Olive’s beckoning voice was heard.

Elvis turned off the tap and walked over to the door. Olive was about to knock when the

door suddenly opened.

“Elvis, how are you?”

Olive met his reddened eyes, as he stared at her gloomily. His gaze were like that of a

beast staring at it’s prey.

“Elvis…”

Elvis looked at her and said huskily,

“I’ll give you one last chance. Go out.”

Olive shook her head slowly.

“I’m not leaving.”

Elvis grabbed her slender wrist and threw her into the soft bed with a few strides.

Olive felt a little dizzy. A big thud was felt on the bed, as Elvis collapsed into it.

He took out a black leather belt and tied her two slender wrists to the edge of the bed.

Olive struggled for a while.

“Elvis, what are you doing? Don’t be this way. Let me go!”

Elvis moved to her neck and bit her veins. Olive let out a loud scream.

Soon, his big hand landed on the button of her pyjamas and he pulled it open. He

started to chew on it, as he was obsessed with the smell.

Olive struggled at first, but she soon realized that her struggles only deepen his desire

to dominate. So she bit her tongue in pain, not allowing herself to make a sound.

He felt his hands slid down from her waist. Her eyes shrank and she quickly said,

“Elvis, no!”