Collision

“Boring,” Olivia muttered as she watched the K drama. The male character just fell for the woman he was supposed to have revenge on.

Sighing, Olivia turned the TV off. She had cried all night long and now she wasn’t in the mood to shed tears. There were no tears in her eyes left.

She munched on her popcorn as she stared into the abyss. Turns out, being lazy was comfortable as fuck.

All her life she had been a busy woman always working and taking no breaks now, all she wanted to do was take a break from everything.

Felix had sent a bunch of messages to her, and in annoyance, she turned her phone off. She didn’t need anyone to disturb her peace.

The doorbell rang. Olivia frowned, except for the maid, her mother, and her mother’s secretary no one knew she was there.

Perhaps it was her mother. Begrudgingly she stood up. Olivia lazily walked towards the door then she opened it.

A brunette stood akimbo in the doorway.

“Louisiana,” She called in shock. Louisiana just barged in leaving the stunned Olivia at the door.

Olivia closed the door and then made her way to the living room.

“You look like a mess in fact your couch looks like a trash can,” Louisana said gazing at the couch.

Olivia looked at the couch she just stood up on, louisana was right. The couch was littered with junk food such as popcorn, bottles of Coca-Cola, potato chips, and lots more.

She also didn’t doubt that she looked like a mess, she knew her hair probably looked like a bird nest.

“I know,” Olivia replied lazily “How did you find my house?”

“That is not the question you should be asking right now, but it was your mom who called me,” Louisiana said with a grunt, she walked to Olivia worriedly.

Olivia almost grunted at her response, why the hell did her mother tell Louisa where she was?

“Are you okay…do you want me to beat that asshole up,” Louisiana asked, a frown was etched on her face.

“No Louisa, I’m fine,” Olivia grunted as she cleared the couch.

“You do not look, fine babe, should I beat those two assholes up, I’ll beat them blue-black,” Louisiana responded. She made Olivia stop whatever she was doing then she hugged her.

“There’s no need Louisiana, karma will catch up to them,” Olivia responded, she was getting comfortable hugging Louisiana. Olivia didn’t want Louisa getting into trouble because of her. Louisiana was a well-known club owner. She owned about 25 of the most luxurious clubs in the country.

When her father found out she was friends with Louisa, he tried to scatter their friendship. Thankfully, their friendship was too strong to scatter just like that.

Olivia began to feel comfortable, turns out what she needed was a hug.

Louisiana began to pat her back.

“Everything will be fine Olive, they are filthy scumbags.”

Olivia hummed, and at last, they both disengaged from the hug.

“You shouldn’t mop around, dress up let’s go have some fun.”

Olivia shook her head “You have to be kidding me, I’m going nowhere.”

Louisiana grunted, “really.”

Olivia nodded, she tried to sit on the couch but Louisiana held her back.

“You can’t mop around all they long, sometimes you gotta have some fun, like real fun.”

Olivia stared at Louisiana, “why do I have a feeling you want to set me up with one of the male hookers at your club.”

Louisiana chuckled nervously. Olivia raised her eyebrow in suspicion.

“In my defense, guys are not the only ones who need the help of hookers to relieve themselves,” Louisiana said with an anxious smile.

Olivia shook her head, Louisiana was always trying to make her have a ravenous night with most of the hookers. How would she tell her that that was not going to happen?

As if noticing Olivia's thoughts, Louisiana grunted.

“Fine no hookers, just go get dressed, let’s have some fun and get those pricks out of your mind.”

“Louisa,” she grumbled, she didn’t feel like going anywhere.

“Get your ass up there,” Louisiana said through gritted teeth. Knowing what Louisiana can do to get her out of the house, Olivia finally decided to heed Louisiana's words.

“You better not make me regret this,” Olivia said through gritted teeth.

“You won’t,” Louisiana replied with a wink.

****

Olivia drank her fifth shot of tequila, she wasn’t drunk but she was drowsy as fuck.

“Do you want me to bring a guy,” Louisiana whispered to her winking once more.

Olivia groaned, she wasn’t really thinking straight. She wore a black short gown and black boots.

“Just bring them,” Olivia replied with a grunt, she downed her sixth drink of tequila drowsily.

“Bring them,” Louisiana said to the waiter who was nearby. He bowed then he quickly left. A few minutes later, he came back with five sexy guys. They all wore a very tight black shirt and baggy black pants.

Olivia stared at the guys with a frown.

All the guys were either winking or biting their lips. She raised an eyebrow, none of these guys were her speck.

“No,” she said shaking her head, she was starting to regret her decision.

“Why, they all look great,” Louisiana said with a worried gaze.

“Nope not happening,” Olivia said shaking her head “If you excuse me, I need to go to the toilet.”

Olivia stood up drowsily. Louisiana wanted to follow her but she decided against it.

Olivia passed through the sweaty bodies in the dance club before finally reaching the toilet. When she was done with her business, she left the toilet.

She was trying to open the door when she bumped into a person.

She stared at the person’s outfit, it looked exactly like the uniform of the male hookers in the club.

“If Louisa sent you I swear—-

Olivia stopped her sentence midway when she noticed how he looked. She almost gasped, how could someone look so handsome and so cold at the same time?

“Is anything the issue ma’am?” the guy asked. Olivia blushed, why was his voice so deep? She had the urge to fan herself. Why did she feel so hot?