Shackled (The Lord Series) by Carlos
254. Tyson - Truths VII

Before she can add another thing, Jason slaps her hard. *"She is too stupid to understand the consequences of her actions, but we could show her. I bet Azael will know how to make her talk."*

Senator Deymar stands and unbuckles his belt. *"There's no need to call Azael."* He gives the belt to Jason. *"You said you'll make Olivia talk. It's been a week, and she still hasn't returned the daggers. As her big brother, it's your responsibility to show her the right path." Jason bends Olivia over the desk and yanks down her jeans. "If you want to prove you are worthy to be my successor, make your sister tell you where the daggers are," he says before leaving the office.

Jason hovers over Olivia, and she looks up at him with empty eyes, *"I lost everything because of you. If you think you can live happily while I drown in misery, then you are wrong. No matter what you do to me, I won't reveal the location of the daggers. I've already lost everything."*

Jason lifts up his hand and brings down the belt fast, whipping Olivia's bare legs. She bites her bottom lip, refusing to scream. My demon snarls and growls, wanting to protect Olivia from what's about to happen to her. *"You have no idea the things I'm capable of. I know the way you think, dear sister, I have watched you for months. Why do you think I installed a camera in your room? Beatings won't do it, as you've gotten used to them, but it still feels good to see you covered in bruises and blood. Your blood,"* he emphasizes. *"But I have other ideas. Like hurting the Carr brothers."*

*"Then it's a good thing they are studying in another state."*

Jason keeps hitting Olivia. *"Not for long. They'll return when they learn about Camila's death. What do you think will happen when they learn that you killed Camila because you were too much of a coward to admit that you were cheating on your boyfriend?"*

*"I didn't mean to kill her,"* Olivia whimpers as Jason covers her in bruises and blood.

My eyes start to hurt, but I'll be damned if I take another break, even if it means I'll remain blind. I need to understand what really happened so I can punish everyone who got between Olivia and me. And why the obsession with the daggers? Or what is a Nephilim?

Jason keeps whipping Olivia, who doesn't take long to start screaming. He places a hand on her back, preventing her from moving, and keeps bringing the belt down on her legs. When she starts begging and pleading with him to stop, Jasper flips over the coffee table. "I'm going to whip him until all the flesh from his bones is gone."

"We should make his father do it while we watch," Rin suggests.

Remembering what Roy said, about how he, along with Jason's other friends, liked to fuck Olivia until she whimpered in pain, I add, "And make his friends fuck each others asses until they bleed to death."

When Jason is done with Olivia, her legs are covered in cuts and blood. He leaves, and she remains there, bent over the desk, crying, unable to move because of the brutal beating she received. So viciously she was whipped, that even now, she has scars on her legs from that night.

Jason returns minutes later. *"The Carrs just finished watching the footage of what happened between you and Camila."* He opens the laptop and puts on an altered version of what transpired in Olivia's bedroom moments before Camila died. *"Deny it now if you can."* He makes Olivia watch it for hours, not caring that she has a panic attack. Only when Olivia passes out from exhaustion does he stop torturing her.

"Jason had someone quickly edit the video to make it look like Olivia intentionally killed Camila. It's the same video his father and our parents watched. After this, Olivia was taken to Azael's medical facility to have her wounds treated," Ansel says as he puts on another video.

This is the day after my stepmom's burial. Ansel, Rueben, and I were home while our father was gone, probably to one of the bars to drink until he blacked out. After all, he was good at it. It's how he sired me by being wasted.

By this point, my eyes feel like burning and I don't pay much attention to the video. There's no real need as I still remember what happened that day. The anger I felt. More than that. I was enraged. Olivia had destroyed not only our lives but our entire future when she murdered Camila. Then she evaded the police and wasn't answering my phone calls. I was wondering why she did it; there was no logic to it, no reason I could fathom for Olivia to shoot Camila in cold blood. How could my sweet Olivia hurt someone, especially Camila, who was like a sister to her?

Rueben was as confused as I was, and for a moment, we all thought that Olivia was set up. Until Rueben's phone lit up with an incoming message. His face changed totally after reading it and looking at the videos that came in moments later. *"I think I know why Olivia killed Camila,"* Rueben said as he forwarded me the video of the night Jason's friend assaulted Olivia.

I watched the video as Rueben kept talking but I barely heard a word as the sound of my heart breaking was louder than any noise around me. All I could think about was how Olivia mocked me and my feelings. That she was no better than my mother. That, while I was studying late into the night, she was on her knees sucking cock. At that moment, I hated her more than anything else. I stood there for hours, watching the video over and over again until my phone died. Then I grabbed the keys for my old Volvo with the intention of getting as wasted as my father and fucking as many bitches as possible.

*"Where are you going?"* Ansel yelled after me as I opened the front door.

"To repeat history," my response followed. "Drink, party, and pound whores." Except that I didn't want to sire a child who would ultimately be called a mistake by his mother. Even now, the thought of having a kid of my own makes me panic because I can't stop wondering what woman would want to get pregnant by me. What guarantee do I have that she will treat the kid right and love him enough to not see him as a mistake, like my parents saw me. Except my stepmom. She was the only real maternal figure I had ever had.

*"What about Olivia?"* Rueben inquired.

I shrugged. *"What the fuck do you want me to do about her?"*

*"She needs to get punished for what she did,"* Rueben snarled. *"She cheated on you. Maybe it wasn't the first time. Maybe Camila knew about it, and that's what got her killed."*