Ethan placed his hands on both sides of her. He leaned in slightly and trapped her.

He loved the feeling of being in control of others. And Olivia was like his prey with nowhere to run.

He looked down at her with an aggressive look.

He lifted her chin with one of his hands and kissed her.

"If you have any complaints, suck it up."

He was a tyrant, emotionless and unhinged.

Suddenly, Olivia noticed a blood stain on his left arm. The stain was slowly growing larger on his shirt.

She finally found an excuse to stop this. She quickly pushed him back and said, "You're hurt."

Ethan subconsciously tried to hide from her prying gaze. "It's nothing, just a scratch."

"You're bleeding so much. There's no way that's a small wound.

"You must've broken some stitches. We need to get it bandaged now."

He raised his eyebrows. "You do it," he said.

She didn't mind helping him bandage his wound. It was better than having sex with him.

She was able to hold him off from having sex wit