CHAPTER 2
Abandoned Apartment Building – New York
She struggled to open her eyes. Her head was pounding and she was unfamiliar with her surroundings. Olivia focused her eyes on the room around her, she started to remember where she was, and what was happening. She started to sit but the pain was too much. She tried to move her left arm when she realized it was handcuffed to the bed. This morning is a repeat of the last 3 mornings. Each morning, she woke after a night of terror, rape and abuse. When he was done with her, he would drug her so she could not escape and he could recuperate for the next day. This is his revenge, his revenge for humiliating him, for defying him, for destroying his life. She knew this; she has accepted it, because she knows she will never get away from him…alive.
She looks toward the door as she hears the knob turn. Her heart starts to beats faster and harder as he enters the room.
"Good morning sweet cheeks" he says as he sits on the bed next to her. "Did you sleep well? You should have." He releases a low, terrifying laugh.
She knows the routine and answers him in a cold, direct tone. "Good morning, Lowell."
Lowell Harris was dead set on repaying Olivia for all the things she did to him while undercover at Sealview. As he sat in prison for 3 years for raping a young girl, he planned; he plotted the things he would do not only to Olivia, but to her partner, Elliot, for putting him away. He knew he would never have to even touch Elliot as taking Olivia away from him would be more torture than any physical torture he could inflict. He is fulfilling his plan and everything has been going without a hitch. It has been perfect.
"You ready for your breakfast?" Lowell asked her as he unzipped his pants.
Olivia started to panic. He had never done this before. For the last 3 days, everything was the same. He would uncuff her and allow her to shower. He would cuff her back to the bed, bring her something simple to eat, and then leave her alone until nightfall. That is when the agony would begin.
Flashbacks to the basement of Sealview run through her mind. He seems to be moving in slow motion towards her. Her heart beats faster and faster. She feels as though it is going to pound right out of her chest.
She pleads with him to stop. "No! Please no. Please no. Please no!" Tears run down her cheeks as she knows no one is there to hear her screams; no one is there to help her.
"Bite me and I kill you" he states. It is a statement she hears all too often in her head.
Harris climbs on top of her, straddling her. He pins her free hand down with his leg. He thrusts hard as he holds her mouth open with one hand, the headboard with the other.
She gags as he slides down her throat. She panics as she struggles to breathe. He pumps himself in and out, in and out. Each thrust harder than the last. Along with each thrust was a prayer. She just wanted this to be over, for all of this to be over. Olivia was losing her will, her will to fight; her will to survive. She was wishing he would make that decision to rid the world of her and put her out of her misery.
She could feel him getting closer to his climax. The tears were streaming down her face, uncontrollably. She could see the pure pleasure in his face, not only because of what he is doing at this current moment, but because of the hell he is putting her through. He exploded into her as her stomach turned and she felt sick. Harris pulled away and she rolled to the side of the bed and threw up, not being able to take what just happened. He laughed as he zipped his pants. "Enjoyed it hey?"