2026-03-04
Three Lifetimes to Escape His Obsession
"Nancy, Olivia," Elias Foster inhaled from his cigar, the smoke revealing the face I had known for three lifetimes. "This time, I'm not choosing." "What do you mean?" Olivia Jordan's voice shook. "I mean," he stood, "I want both of you." I snapped my head up. "You're crazy!" He let out a low laugh. "In three days, the three of us will be married." He rose like a man passing a death sentence. "Don't even think about running. Your parents' lives, the company's debts—they're all in my grip." Olivia Jordan collapsed onto the sofa. "Nancy," she gripped me, "are we... going to die again?" I met her desperate gaze. "No." My voice was cold as I said, "This time, he...