Chapter 5 I Owe You Nothing!

Olivia’s perspective.

I remained silent, as Shawn spat the ice cube he had in his mouth into my cup. It was disgusting.

He looked at Sarah and began to plead with her. "Sarah, when are you going to help me? I don't want to stay in that hellhole for another day. The fat woman there, she doesn't even shave, and it smells awful. She even forcefully pressed my head down there."

Sarah grabbed his crotch. "I'll come for you in a few days, my sweetheart. I'll scrape together the money for you," she said.

Shawn was happy to hear that and rubbed her through their clothes. Sarah looked at me, a little embarrassed. I wasn't in the mood to appreciate their intimate activities, so I let her enjoy it and got up to leave the private room.

I hurriedly went to catch the elevator. When I turned the corner, a thug with a tiny ponytail, suddenly rushed out from the corner and blocked my path.

"Miss Clark."

I frowned and looked at him, he seemed familiar, like the minion who opened the car door for Rowan that night at the mansion entrance.

He was quite polite to me, "Rowan is waiting for you, miss."

"Do you mind, if I ask you something to clarify?"

When thinking of that man, I immediately recalled the indifference of the fat man falling to the ground after being shot, as well as the bone-chilling coldness of the gun pressed against my waist.

I was a bit frightened and shook my head instinctively, "I don't know Rowan."

He chuckled, "Well, you certainly say his name quite smoothly. Rowan wants to see you, and it's not advisable to refuse him."

After he spoke, two more men appeared by the elevator. It was then that I realized, the entire corridor was filled with their people, all here just to block me.

I understood that there was no way to escape, so I gave up the struggle and followed the men to the top floor. One of them opened a door for me, and as I entered, I saw Rowan leaning against the edge of the pool.

His bare and muscular upper body emerged from the water, with a black jade pendant in the shape of a dragon's head hanging from his chest. He had a lazy posture, swaying his neck back and forth.

My intuition told me, that this man was even more complex than the rumors suggested. Being able to make a name for himself in the dangerous East was no ordinary feat. Lost in thought, I stared at him, trying to guess his intentions.

A deep and mocking male voice resounded above the empty pool, breaking me free of my thoughts. "Miss Clark, have you been enjoying the view? Or are you disappointed?"

Rowan didn't even glance at me, but his words held me fast, as if holding my very life. I felt like I had been stripped naked and played with, I wanted to leave this place immediately.

He spoke casually, behind me, "I remember someone asked me, to have sex with her in the car."

He lifted a highball glass floating on the water's surface and swirled the crimson liquid inside. His smile seemed mocking, yet not quite. "She also told me I could do it without protection, either outside or in her mouth."

As soon as he uttered the first word, my palms began to sweat. These unbearable words were like a double-edged sword; they could instantly ignite Kevin's desire to kill.

"Mr. Morgan, I haven't offended you."

His long and strong arm rested on the poolside, as he placed the glass down and faced me against the light. "Come here."

After hesitating for a while, I obeyed his words and walked towards him. His smirking face with a hint of insolence grew closer and closer.

In the water, I caught a glimpse of him wearing only a narrow black triangle-shaped underwear. I froze instantly. I could see his lower body and it was remarkable.

He looked into my wary face and asked, "Are you afraid of water?"

I didn't understand his meaning, I told him I was a little bit scared. The next moment, he grabbed hold of me and dragged me into the pool. The cool water swallowed and suffocated me from all sides. I was choking and coughing uncontrollably.

The more anxious I became, the more powerless I felt. Rowan watched me struggle expressionlessly, showing no intention of saving me. Instinctively, I reached out to grab him. His muscular figure tightened instantly, his face subtly changing, and he pulled me out.

Without waiting for me to breathe, he pried my mouth open and forced oxygen inside. With his face covered in water droplets, he pressed me down forcefully. In his open eyes, there was a trace of victorious amusement.

Terrified, I pushed him away, but he followed through, pressing me tightly against him. My consciousness was washed away intermittently by the water. Rowan's lips grazed my cheek, sucking away a droplet of water. In a raspy voice, he said, "You owe me this time. When do you plan on repaying me?"

Uncertain if his breath was too scorching or if it's because I was caught off guard by his words, I pretended to remain calm. I spoke to him, hoping that my voice sounded confident.

"Mr. Morgan, you never actually had sex with me, so there's no need for repayment, I don't owe you anything," I said.

He viciously grabbed my neck, lifting my face up. His expression changed swiftly, with a dark and venomous look. I had never seen a man change his demeanor so quickly before.

"You are Kevin Smith's woman," he said.