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Olivia held the ring,poised to place it in my palm—then yanked it back.
She darted to the window and tossed it.
"No!"I screamed,lunging.
Too late.It was gone,likely in the dumpster below.
Olivia spun around,taunting."No what?That ring was my boyfriend's gift to you.His stuff is mine.So what if I toss it?"
The mob cheered,calling me a deserving mistress.
Exhausted by their lies,I gave up explaining.
I vowed Olivia would pay when this ended.
She mocked,"Dr.Evans,you're not mad I threw your ring,are you?"
I stared,silent.
Unnerved,she spat in my face.
I ignored it,saying,"Want to know how I'seduced'your boyfriend?"
Slaps and kicks rained down.The mob pummeled me.
I didn't care,smirking at Olivia like a victor.
She screamed,"What?!"
Seeing her unravel,I said,"Come closer.I'll whisper it."
Her eyes blazed,but she leaned in.
I grinned,then lunged,biting her ear with all my strength.
She shrieked,clawing my hair.The mob tried to separate us.
They stabbed needles into me,smashed glass on my head,but I held on.
Blood filled my mouth.
Someone bashed my skull with something heavy.I blacked out briefly,releasing her.
Olivia clutched her bleeding ear,glaring.
I spat blood,grinning defiantly.
My defiance enraged her."You filthy wretch!You're dead!"
The mob cursed and beat me.
I felt a twisted thrill seeing her lose it.
What gives her the right to think she can toy with others just because she has numbers on her side?Just because they don't play by the rules?
Olivia's ear bled heavily.Too scared to call for help,they bandaged it sloppily.
She cried from the alcohol sting.
I laughed.
The mob glared.Olivia slapped me.
Then,to the stream,she said,"Didn't you want to see what's under her coat?One grand in gifts,one piece of clothing."
The stream,incensed by"Mistress Bites Girlfriend's Ear",clamored to see me suffer.
Olivia grinned."First,a freebie."
She tore off my lab coat.
"HateMistresses"sent a grand.
"Thanks,HateMistresses!Another piece coming up."
I struggled,but they held me.My shirt came off,exposing my undershirt.
The stream exploded,shifting from"beat the mistress"to leering men demanding more.
Comments turned vile under the guise of justice.
Olivia egged them on."Who else wants her stripped?One grand per piece!"
Gifts poured in—dozens within seconds.
She tore at my clothes,smirking."Fight me?You'll die."
I couldn't fight back,so I closed my eyes,shutting out the barrage of comments.
But Olivia wasn't finished.She forced my eyes open,holding a suggestive costume.
Millions watched.This would spread online forever.
I thrashed,screaming,"Let me go!You'll regret this.I'll sue!"
She pinched my face."My boyfriend is a billionaire's son.We've got money.Sue me?I'll pay whatever fine they throw at me."
I tried,"If you do this,Ethan won't stand by you."
I wasn't sure if it was true,but I had to stop her from dressing me in that outfit.
She misread it as a taunt,thinking I claimed Ethan's loyalty.
"He'll choose you?I'm his seven-year love,his true flame.I'll be Mrs.Marshall.You're just a toy."
I realized Olivia didn't love Ethan—she loved his wealth.
Defeated,I slumped,all fight draining from me.
She crowed,"Strip her!The stream's gifts are yours to split."
The mob's eyes lit up at the mention of money.
Someone asked,"You don't want a cut of it?"
Olivia scoffed."My boyfriend's a billionaire's son.This cash?Pocket change.Help me ruin her,and I'll pay you$2,000 a day."
Their eyes turned predatory.I was their prey.
They forced the costume on me,posing me humiliatingly.
Olivia lifted my chin,making me face the vile comments.
