A scandalous Love Affair

OLIVIA’S POV “No…No…it can’t be, it can’t be..” I shook my head, tears already pooling my eyes as I approached the door. I felt my heart sink deep down as I touched the knob to my matrimonial bed, opening the door as the final hope I had in me seeped out. The both of them were so engrossed in what they were doing that they didn’t notice me, her moans leaking out of her mouth with his eyes closed as he kept thrusting in her. The first tear rolled down my eyes as my bag fell to the floor, finally grasping their attention. “Olivia..” my husband called out my name with that dirty mouth of his. I had no idea what to do, or what to say. I fixed my eyes on him, staring at those same eyes that I grew to love and left everything for. “Clint…Clinton.. why? Why?” I finally talked, the tears now rolling down my eyes in full. “Olivia…it’s not… “Don’t..” I cut him off, shaking my head as I approached them. “Don’t even tell me..it’s nothing like that..or..or the devil’s hand work..or you we

Olivia’s POV My lips parted in shock and my right hand cradled my right cheek which burned with pain, not physical but emotional pain. I wasn't expecting that from someone I called 'father’. “What was that for?” I muttered, my eyes brimming with hot tears. There was a knock on the door and the handle jerked. Secretary Bessy stood my the doorway, clutching a file of paper works to her chest. “Sir, these documents—” Her jaw slackened and her gaze widened behind her clear spectacles as she noticed the tension in the office. “I'm sorry—” Her voice softened as she turned to leave, disappearing as fast as she appeared. Father turned to me, the look on his wrinkling face livid enough to frighten a kitten. “Do you know the gravity of what you have just done?” I swallowed a subtle gulp and pinned my gaze on him without blinking, my mind struggling to fathom the possible gravity of what I’d done. Did I make the wrong decision in leaving that whore of a man, that unapologetic fool who sa

Davion’s POV Her lustrous brunette rippled like the waves of the ocean, her eyes as bright as emerald and her body as supple as an apple on a summer orchard. I never expected to see her again after she left unannounced from the hotel room. Though we spent a drunken night together, I still remembered every bit and fragment of everything that happened that night. Our gaze seemed to be forever pinned to each other, oblivious of the eyes staring, mouths gasping and cameras snapping. Her eyeballs rolled and at once I realized I held her for quite a long time. With my hands wedged against her lower waist, I carefully jerked her to a steady position, surprised the tray hadn't fallen from her grasp. I received a standing ovation from some members of the crowd. "Thank you.” My ego couldn't help but swell a bit. As I watched her serve tables, a wave of nervous energy flowed through me, she trod gracefully and was beautiful to watch. Never could believe she was a waitress in this distant cit

OLIVIA . "I'm sorry Miss, but we're not hiring today." The manager broke down the news to me as soon as it got to my turn for the interview. I had been to three different interviews in the space of two hours and all three of them told me the same thing. It was becoming a familiar mantra that didn't sound pleasing to my ears. "Not hiring?" I arched a brow at him "But there are thousands of applicants waiting to get interviewed today and I saw your flier that there was an open position in your restaurant." "Yes, you're right but that doesn't mean that you're fit for the job. I just checked your resumé and you're not a better candidate. I'm sorry." He told me empathetically but I felt like he was just being rude. It as if he was applying salt to my already open wounds. "Listen" I pushed myself forward "I really need this job sir. I'm willing to do anything. I can cook, clean, wash...I can even take out the trash if you want me to but please, don't let me leave this place without a jo

OLIVIA . "Get in Olivia!" He beckoned for the second time when i didn't move an inch. "I don't want to be seen with you Davion. Why don't you understand that?" I yelled at him "I've already lost my job and I'm still suffering from what happened when they caught us together the last time. Why won't you just leave me alone?" "Olivia—" "No Davion!" I countered "We don't even know each other so why are you so insistent on helping me and besides, we're not going the same path?" "We are." He replied sharply "I'm headed towards Kruger and I know that's where you're headed as well. Just stop being stubborn and let's go. Please..." He stressed out. I know that I shouldn't even be talking to him but I really needed to be at dad's trial. I was the only family he has and it won't be nice that no one comes over to support him. I weigh the pros and cons of Davion's offer. What if people see is together? What if they make more assumptions about us? Kruger isn't a small town like Fredo. It's