Chapter 134 - Plea Bargain (2/2)

”Nikolaaai! What are you saying? Konstantin. Get me out of this.” She yanked her limbs as her pleas fell on deaf ears.

”Tch.” Olivia took menacing steps towards Natalia, her lithe frame cast a heavy shadow, darker than the leather suit that Natalia was wearing. ”See this little pill?” she tipped her head, raising a tiny white pill against the light.

Natalia scanned the room, her eyes skipping from Nikolai, to Konstantin, and finally to Maxen. She saw his hand ball into a fist, his knuckles turning white at the sight of it. Unperturbed, she jutted her chin, challenging Olivia. ”So what if I knew it? Everyone in this room does.”

”Good then. Just so you know, I won't use it on you because I want to hear you cry while this shaver touches your skin.”

Natalia huffed, shaking her head. If Olivia thought she'd buy her taunting, well, she was wrong. ”Go on. Keep bluffing. Everyone knows how you're good with that anyway.”

”Oh, I am not bluffing. And do you know what? Nikolai will even help me hold you down, right, Nikolai?”

Everyone's head snapped towards Nikolai who grunted as he took hurried steps to Natalia, his big hands held her in place. He shrugged when Nataliaa sent a piercing stare at him, accusing him of colluding with the enemy.

In front of Natalia, Olivia held her palm up, and in an instant, MIB1 dove, picking up the shaver on the floor.

Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.

Natalia's stomach twisted and churned in a greasy way, she wanted to throw up on the spot.

”You see that?” Olivia trailed off, patting Nikolai's face. ”The King of Vuono is my bitch.”

She inched the shaver closer to Natalia's head, breathing in the whimper that escaped the latter's lips as her eyes popped out of its sockets in terror. But Olivia's not done playing with her yet, so she pulled it away, turning it off just to turn it back on a second later.

”Your father couldn't take a no. Your brother couldn't take no. Of course, the princess doesn't take a no too.”

Gritting his teeth, Nikolai's clamped hand on Natalia tightened at the mention of their late father. ”What's all the talk, Olivia? Just shave her f.u.c.k.i.n.g hair.”

”Nikolai, did I tell you to speak?” Olivia tipped her head to the side.

”No. But you don't have to smear our father's name in her eyes. Just. You have my word. Okay? Shave her hair, I'll fly her out as soon as possible, and she will never set foot in Nisia again.”

Natalia's eyes watered, and her lips curled down. She never saw her brother strike a plea bargain in his entire life.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Olivia c.o.c.ked an eyebrow towards NIkolai. ”Do you see that scar on your brother's face? I did that to him. I slashed his face when he crawled on top of me one night. He likes drugging girls, you see, and unfortunately for him, he drugged the wrong girl because I love hiding weapons under my pillow. For protection's sake. I'm a girl after all, and girls needed to protect themselves from monsters all the time.

”What do you know, Olivia?” she seethed, but she quickly turned away when Olivia turned the shaver back on.

”Oh, I know a lot of things. Because unlike you who ran after boys, I spent my time investing in myself, learning as much information as I can. Everyone likes pretty girls, right, Nikolai?”

She smirked when Nikolai refused to answer her question. ��Your dad likes girls too. So when Nikolai came back to my flat after I slashed his face, I showed him everything that I had hidden in my little Pandora's box. You should have seen his face. It was a sight to behold.”

”You are lying! You are a lying bitch!”

”Say all you want to say. I have the evidence. I can send you a copy if you want.”

”That's enough, Olivia.” Nikolai straightened his spine. He could see right through Olivia's head. She'd done it to him before. She didn't like using force because physically she's weak, so she used what she's best at doing—psychological warfare. She'd break down your morale, burning it into ashes, the way her father stomped on hers a million of times.

”Bald?” he asked, blowing air out of his nose.

”What? Who said I'll shave her hair?” She ran her fingers in Natalia's eyebrow, her cold fingers froze the latter in her seat. ”Oh, and just shave one. I want her to shave the other for me on her flight home.”

With that Nikolai shaved a single eyebrow from Natalia. Olivia smiled at the melody of her cries which served as her red carpet out of the room.