LOGINOlivia
After eating Rosa's food, which was nothing like the prison food I'd been made to eat the previous week, I walked around my room until the soft covers of the bed won me over and I crept inside them. I woke up feeling refreshed and clear-headed. I looked at the clock next to my bed. I had been asleep for a good three hours and in that time someone had been in my room, there was a new tray of food on the table, which had replaced the one I'd left there after I'd done a good service to the meal. I felt like a cow that was being fattened for slaughter. I took a look at the food on the tray when something caught my attention. It was a note. Maybe Rosa didn't want to disturb me, so she had opted to write me a note. I opened the piece of paper: "Meet me at the patio after your lunch. ~Anna" I folded the note back and looked at the food again. Did this mean that Anna was the one who had prepared this meal, what would Leonardo's wife want with me? I had so many questions and little to no answers. So I did as told and ate the food, hoping she had not poisoned it. Downstairs, Rosa was not in the kitchen, but I almost bumped into her when I opened the front door. "Oh." I said and she held the tray tighter to her chest when I almost collided with her. "Was there anything you needed, Miss?" She asked, her voice still as kind as it had been in the morning. "Yes. Um, Mrs De Luca said I should meet her in the patio." I said and her face twisted in an expression of uncertainty when I mentioned Anna, but she quickly composed herself. "The patio is that side." She pointed in the opposite direction of where I'd been going. "I have my directions mixed up." She had given me a tour only that morning and I was already useless. "I understand it's easy to forget the layout of such a big house, I had my share of messing about when I first got here." She was walking In front of me. I wanted to ask her, when did she start working here but at the same time, I didn't want it to seem like I was prying. Which I was. As soon as Anna saw us walk towards her, she stood up, drink in hand, and walked towards us. "Thank you, Rosa, I'll take it from here," She played her hand on my shoulder and Rosa murmured something in response before she turned and left, smiling stiffly at me on her way back. "You got my note." She said, looking at me, her voice a little louder than it had been earlier and I wondered how many of those colorful drinks she had downed. "Drink?" she asked, and I shook my head. "Why am I here?" I got straight to the point, and she paused her fussing about and looked me straight in the eye. "Straight talker, Mm. Leo is going to have his hands full." She seemed amused by the whole arrangement, and I couldn't find the funny side of things. "I thought you and I could be friends at best." She looked up from her drink. "Friends?" What was in those drinks? I couldn't believe the woman. "You know how I got here, right?" I didn't want her to have any delusions about my situation. Leonardo was the one who forced me to be here and here she was, wanting a friendship from her husband's pet. "I know... I know. You're paying your father's debt by being his pet." she waved her hand off. "And you have no problem with that?" I asked, not sure how far I could go without starting to sound rude about her and her husband's living situation. "Why the heck would I bother myself with what Leo gets up to, He's entitled to whatever shit he fancies, He's the don after all." She gave out a little humorless laugh that died down instantly when she looked at me. "What I mean to say is, Olivia, I don't know you, but from what I've seen, you seem like a nice girl, and maybe you are just what Leo needs." She winked at me, and I fidgeted with my hands, not understanding her meaning. "Don't tell me you didn't think about it, I mean it's the whole point right, it's going to happen. My advice is to enjoy it, I hear he's an excellent lover." "You hear?" I couldn't believe my ears and what I was hearing. She couldn't possibly be cheering me on to sleep with her husband, without batting an eyelid. "I try not to pry." She swirled her drink around in her glass. "When does Leonardo come home?" I asked, changing the subject from Leonardo excellent bed skills. "Eager, aren't we?" It was the same thing Leonardo had said that morning when I signed the contract but I said nothing in response. Anna looked at her gold wristwatch. "Some days he comes back for lunch, but I'm not certain about today, said he had a lot to do. Don't worry, your new-found fortune will be here soon enough" She seemed to really be on board with the situation, maybe they had reached a boring phase in their marriage where they could have other partners. "Hardly a fortune," I said, looking ahead in front of us. "What do you mean? I know a lot of women who would die to be in your position." She was facing me "I'm not most women," I said, and she kept quiet, and I wondered if I had offended her with my untamed tongue. She looked Into her drink as if she was looking for the meaning of life itself. "Leo did say that as well." She said softly. "Say what?" I was curious, maybe the longer she talked, I would be able to get a glimpse of who Anna was and what kind of marriage she had with Leonardo. But did I really want to mix myself with whatever was going on between the two of them? "That you were different." She stirred her cocktail with a finger. "He doesn't know me that well-" "But I know you enough, Olivia." A familiar voice cut me off. We both turned to find Leonardo standing at the threshold of the door. From my chair, I could see him clearly without the tension that was in his office earlier. He had legs for days. Although he might have looked good in his black trousers and white shirt, my stubborn self would never admit that to anyone. His legs were not the only thing I noticed, he had changed clothes. I felt sorry for Rosa, who probably had to iron the heaps of shirts while the man went through them like candy. "You changed." Anna voiced my thoughts out loud, seemingly just as surprised. "Yes. I had stains," he said, answering her, but his eyes were on me, leaving scorching fire in their path. "Oh," Anna said, understanding him at once. Maybe it was a code name for something. "I hope I didn't interrupt anything, I see you two have met." He took a seat next to Anna. "If you planned on keeping her all to yourself, I beat you to it." He chuckled. Smiling for the first time since I've known him. He took out his phone and showed her something from it. For a minute there, I felt excluded as they looked at whatever it was on his phone. I had the strongest edge to get up and go back to my room. But I didn't want disturb still waters. I stole a glance at them, whatever it was, Anna laughed and touched his hand and I felt a pang of jealousy. Then Anna lifted her head from the phone and looked at me. "Olivia, what do you think?" she asked. She lifted the phone, and it showed a picture of a wristwatch. I didn't know much about watches, but I knew the one Anna had on was beautiful. "It looks nice," I said "Just nice?" Anna raised an eyebrow. "It looks more than nice," I answered. Leonardo focused his attention on me. "Would you wear it?" He asked. "No," I said and realized I had said it too quickly because they were both now looking at me. "What I mean is, It looks expensive, and I know it's not within my range," I explained. Over-explaining. "But what if you were given it as a gift, would you wear it then?" Anna asked. "No," I said. "But why, you wouldn't buy it." Anna insisted. I thought of my friends and family and laughed. "Because no one I know would gift me such an expensive watch and if they did, where would I keep such a thing, it would only work not to tell me the time but to attract the wrong crowd, who would want it as well. Besides, that kind of things cost an arm and a leg to ensure them, I just don't need that pressure in my life." I finished. Wishing I had accepted that drink. They were both looking at me. "Okay," Anna said and got up to refill her glass. As soon as she was facing the other side Leonardo leaned forward on the table. "I've asked Rosa to help you prepare for tonight." "What's happening tonight?" "You will find a package on your bed. Be ready for me when I get back." When Anna put down a drink in front of him, he stood to his full length and put his hands In his pockets. "I have to get back. Will see you ladies later." he kissed Anna on the cheek and then turned to me "Tonight." Anna put on a slight pout while I wondered what was happening tonight as we watched his back go disappear through the door.Olivia Breakfast was one of my favourite times of the day, not particularly because of the company, but because of the food. Rosa's cooking was still, by far, one of my favourites and, of course, there was the peace at the table when he was not around. That was exactly what I wished for after what happened this morning. Sometimes Leonardo joined me; sometimes he didn't, which was fine with me either way. And when he did, he had taken to reading the paper. This morning, however, he showed up with CeCe following close behind. They were having an animated conversation, CeCe relaying something funny about his adventures. Everyone knew there was nothing funny about what CeCe did for the family, but somehow, he always found the fun side of things. CeCe looked sheepish when he saw me at the breakfast table. “It's good to see you, Olivia,” he said, taking his seat. Leonardo said nothing, only giving me a smile that could melt ice, as though nothing had happened this morning, like he h
Melanie The east wing was old. Not old like my apartment before renovations, but like rich history kind of old. After the morning drama with Leonardo and his wife, I decided to explore the entire wing, just to see what my options were. So I walked. From one floor to another, maybe there might be a service door somewhere that was unmonitored.On the stairway, I trailed my fingers along the bannister; it was mahogany and cold, with carved lions at the base with their mouths open. They looked as if they were judging my presence then. I entered the rooms, no longer in a frenzy like before but this time deliberate and intentional about each room, and that's when I noticed minor features about the rooms; every room had a clock. But none of them matched. So every room had a ticking sound, one that I had never noticed before. Like the house couldn’t agree what time it was. The rugs. Persian. Threadbare paths where feet had walked before still looked good. The air smelled of lem
Leonardo After playing games with Olivia, I went straight to the dog kennel to see O. Stanley was in the kennel as usual at this time of the morning. O sat. Heel. Perfect. I hadn't seen him in a while and I had a job for him. “Stanley.” I called out. Stanley stood and rubbed his hands on a piece of clothe. “Boss.” “O needs retraining, I have a job that I want him to do for me.” I said looking at the dog. He looked better than he did before. His unkept look that he was rocking before was less visible. Stanley stood and waited. “I need him to do some tricks.” I said. “Make it stupid. Make it cute.” Stanley’s face was blank. “You want him to follow new commands?” he asked. "O, charm." I said but the words didn't register on O, his head tilted but he made no visible movements as yet." “Exactly." I said in answer to Stanley's question about O following new commands. "I want us to also change his name to Mel, if you can make him respond to that, that woul
Leonardo She left. Melanie, not Olivia. Olivia had left first. Quieter. Melanie left with book throwing and stomping of feet, and I could hear her door slam all the way from the old library. I deserved that, but that was the whole point of her. To serve a purpose and she had served it well. The walk to Olivia’s room had been long, and although no one saw what happened, I felt that the walls of the mansion had eyes that followed me everywhere simply to judge me. In a perfect world there was no point in running after either of them, but Olivia had earned her time in the sun, and that explained why I was standing outside her door like a lost puppy. Melanie was probably in her room with the door locked and, well...throwing things around. The entire house had known about Melanie. Everyone but Olivia. Until now. I stood outside her door and waited for her to open it. Then after a few words, the lock clicked. It was not a turn but a decision. And she made a good one.
Olivia I didn’t run. I walked. Through the east wing, past the rooms that smelled like dust and old money, out into the morning air that was too crisp for how sick I felt. I made it to the main house before my legs gave out. Not dramatically. I just sat down on the bottom step of the staircase and put my head between my knees. Breathe. In. Out. It didn’t help. I’d been prepared for a lot of things. For him to be gone. For him to be with Cici, murmuring about “security protocols.” For him to use his boardroom voice and tell me to stop asking about Cassie. I wasn’t prepared for ...him with another woman. and not one that young. I wasn't prepared for the way she looked at me. Not guilty, not smug, just knowing. She knew who I was. She had to have known. The way her eyes went from me to him. That wasn’t confusion. That was calculation. That look spoke volumes...it said, "so you’re Olivia." God. How long? How long had she been here, in the part of the house I never went to,
Melanie We both watched the now-empty doorway where his wife had stood not so long ago. The door was wide open, of course it was. Why would it be closed? Privacy was for people who got to leave the house. I didn’t move. Couldn’t. Leo’s jacket still clung to my chest, and it smelled like him. Like last night. Like a mistake. Leo was awake now. Sitting up. Hand dragging through his hair, eyes on the door as if he stared hard enough he could undo the last 30 seconds of his life. We’d never said her name in this room. That was the rule. I knew he was married. Married, not separated, not “it’s complicated.” It was the reason I went to Paris.And after I came to the mansion, and he didn’t even deny it. He just looked at me with those stupid, wrecked eyes and I thought, Well, at least he’s honest about who he was. Even after being imprisoned and told to stay in this wing, I got accustomed to my new life and stayed. Because he looked at me like I was a person, not a problem. Be
LeonardoThe night moved better than I had hoped with Olivia. Although she was a whole lot tipsier than I would like, but the rough edge to her was gone.“I’ll have water,” I said to the waiter.“And please take the wine bottle away; my wife has had enough. " I finished, and I didn't miss the raise
Leonardo I sat back in the car waiting to hear from Nikolai. Cici sat beside me. After the time I had with Melanie, I felt a sense of ease wash over me. I hadnt been this relaxed in a long time. The deal with the station commander to release our men was as good as a done deal. "So, what's the
Leonardo Melanie's eyes locked onto mine, and for a moment, I thought she was gonna try and play dumb again. But the tremble in her voice gave her away."Leo, I...I didn't mean to take it," she stammered, her words tumbling out. "I was in a rush, and I packed everything that was in the safe. I di
Melanie I found the little town out of Paris a little strange when I compared it to the London town I had known all my life, but Paris had been the closest place I could fly to with my limited budget in at such a short notice. I had always wanted to be in Paris doing fashion but here I was in







