Chapter 193 Kidnap

The plane touched down at JFK Airport in New York with a bone-jarring thud. John winced, his shoulder still throbbing in protest from the flight. Olivia, however, seemed unfazed. She practically bounced out of her seat, eager to be back in her element. As they navigated the bustling airport, John couldn't help but compare his feelings to the chaotic scene around him. His emotions were a tangled mess – relief at being back in familiar territory, apprehension about facing Marie, and a simmering anger towards Olivia for her manipulation. Finally, they reached the car waiting curbside. John slid into the passenger seat, his gaze fixed on the windshield. "Home sweet home," Olivia chirped, a playful glint in her eyes. John forced a smile, the word "home" tasting bitter on his tongue. This wasn't the home he'd known, the one he'd shared with Marie. This was Olivia's world, a world that felt both exciting and unsettling. The drive to his villa, a sprawling structure nestled in a quiet subu