Olivia was freaking out thinking about meeting the Mob Boss today. She calls Mia first thing in the morning."Mia," Olivia whines when the call connects."What happened?" Mia asked alertly."I'm so nervous I'm gonna sh*t my skeleton," Olivia blurts."huh""I can't believe I'm gonna spend Valentine's Day with someone that isn't you or myself. Oh my god, I can't do this" Olivia starts to pace around the room, biting her nails."Come on, why are you freaking out?" Mia asks, amused."Because I'm an idiot, why did I think it'd be a good idea? I'm canceling it," Olivia says determinedly."No, you're not.""Yes, I am. I can't do this," Olivia whines."Ash will be sad if you cancel," Mia reminds Olivia."This is emotional manipulation.""I know. Don't cancel, Olivia, you'll have a good time," Mia assures Olivia softly."But, what if He cancels? Then what? Then I'll cry. Again" Olivia says sadly, "My croissants tasted salty yesterday because of my tears, and I don't want this to happen once mo
Olivia: I texted Walter. He's on his way to my flat since I'm closer to you, but he won't be there any time soon, he's pretty far away looking for youUnknown Number: OkOlivia: Don't pass outUnknown Number: im trying not toOlivia: Good, because if you do, I'll wake you from death itself, and it won't be enjoyable for youUnknown Number: thank youOlivia: Why are you thanking me for this?Unknown Number: idkUnknown Number: im sorryUnknown Number: for not comingOlivia: Oh my god, it doesn't matter anymoreOlivia: You had a good reason. It's fineUnknown Number: were you sad?Olivia: I don't want to lie, so I'll shut my mouthUnknown Number: im sorryOlivia: Stop apologizing. You're making me feel bad for having been angry in the first placeUnknown Number: u had every right to beOlivia: Just shut up and stay awakeOlivia: I mean itOlivia: Try not to fall asleepUnknown Number: OkUnknown Number: can you send me a pic of urselfOlivia: You're really out of it, aren't youOlivia:
At first, she cannot really comprehend what the shape is, too surprised at the mass throwing itself at her.Olivia always had great reflexes; what's with her feline counterpart? Her quick thinking had saved her from unfortunate situations akin to now where, a second before she is collided by what she recognizes as a wolf, she throws herself aside and shifts into her wolf form.Olivia tumbles a few feet away, her clothes scattered on the ground, and she catches herself on her paws, her hind legs halting her course across the asphalt.She hunkers down, her stance low, muscles tensing in each and every limb of her as her eyes dart to the roof of her car where the gray wolf hybrid is poised.Her head swipes to the left when a second black wolf joins, and at the howl his opponent emits, Olivia growls back, drool spewed out of her mouth at every snarl when the hybrids approach her, the first one jumping on the car's hood and concealing Asher."They found him!"The voice is unknown, not far
A man runs to them and attempts to open the car’s door to impede their departure, but Asher rotates the gun between his fingers in a way that and then smashes the bottom of the barrel on the man’s nose twice.Olivia has to admit. It was really goddamn cool.The car advances, and they drive off, clangs of bullets hitting the car’s body until a silence envelops the two.“F*cking bastards,” Asher spits.Olivia must have entirely lost her mind because she explodes into laughter then, uncaring of the sting that courses through her aching rib. “Oh my god.”“Focus on the damn road,” Asher says, twisting to look behind. “The last thing we need is you crashing us into a tree.”Olivia sits up, hands stiff on the wheel as she passes the third gear. Asher faces the front again, and his fist slams on the edge of the window with a pained hiss.“Are you okay?” Olivia asks, worried, nerves still raw but pacifying a little more at the way Asher pants and grimaces when he pushes a palm on his belly.“M
"Nicolas? Who's Nicolas?" Olivia wonders as she hits the break, that name not echoing with any of the characters she has heard from Asher so far."A rival now. Unimportant," Asher dismisses and opens his door, stepping out of the vehicle.Olivia mirrors him but not without removing any papers or belongings she has left inside the car, having an inkling that she won't see the car again any time soon, if ever.Olivia thrusts all of the documents in her pockets and trudges to where Asher is propped on the hood of the car. She limps in her walk at the ache spasming from her ribs and outward.A klaxon startles Olivia, and she swivels around, a black car speeding toward them before it halts some feet away, the window rolling down to reveal Mia behind the steering wheel. "Come in!"Olivia rushes to Asher's side, aiding him to his feet and leading them both to their friends. Similar to earlier, she helps the mob boss inside and then hurries next to him. The seat belts are forgotten when Mia d
When Olivia enters her apartment, she wants to tell Asher about what she heard, but she refuses to, for now.The mob boss needs her care. Olivia locks the door behind herself and scurries to Asher. "You need to sit down. You're about to pass out," Olivia uselessly comments.She guides them to the left and grabs a chair on her way that she tucks against the column linked to her small American-styled kitchen. Asher sits down."Can I remove your shirt so I can take a look at your wounds?" Olivia questions, and Asher nods, the latter growing more and more out of it at each second that elapses.Olivia gently pulls Asher toward her, enough to slide down the coat from the shoulders and lower them to the elbows before entirely removing it."I'll cut your shirt off, okay? It'll be easier this way and less painful for you." Olivia asks and proceeds to look for the scissors. She has yet to get a response.Olivia realizes that at this point, she's blabbering, Asher not even hearing her, but she h
When Olivia comes back to herself, it is to the sound of her front door closing, footsteps echoing right after.Olivia's blurry gaze darts up, falling on the couple discussing matters that her sluggish brain cannot comprehend just yet. "What's up? How's the idiot?" she slurs."He's showering," Mia says and deposits some plastic bags on the kitchen counter. "We went and grabbed some food. You two need to eat.""Oh f*ck yeah," Olivia downright moans, and it would be embarrassing if she did care."I'm starving." Olivia hoists herself up and takes a minute to even out her breathing when the pain aches anew. She stands, walking toward her bathroom.A few limped steps later, she knocked on the door, a grunt answering her. "Mob Boss Ash? I need to take a piss.""Wait." Comes the muffled response."Are you naked?" Olivia stupidly asks."I am in the shower, Olivia. What do you think?"Olivia hates being disapproved, even when prompted by her idiocy. Still, she decides to be merciful this time
The rest of the dinner passes rather peacefully, Olivia on the verge of falling asleep at any chewing now that her stomach is full, the comatose state often following a good meal overtaking her.Mia and Walter are conversing about a matter Olivia is not bothered enough to listen to until Walter mentions Asher's name.Olivia peers at Asher then, noticing the knitted brows and twisted lips, along with the fatigue evident in the slow blink of his eyes."What's wrong, Asher?" Olivia asks, concerned."Everything went to sh*t," Asher spits. Olivia is surprised at the scorn the boss is still able to muster. Asher exhales, elbows on the table, and he rubs at his face only to let his hands push his hair backward, the frown deepening."I should have been more careful," Asher resumes with a twitch of his lips and then clicks his tongue, his fist clenching and unclenching. "I f*cked up. I should've listened to you when you told me to bring bodyguards.""What?" Olivia says, lost to the unexpected