Misunderstand

The next morning, Olivia woke up to a very bad head ache. Her muscles are protesting with even a small movement.

"Ah..." she groaned with pain with her eyes still closed.

The softness kissing her body is the first thing she registered. Slowly she started to realise that her bed in the dorm room is not this soft. That led to confusion before her mind caught up with the events of the previous night. She remembered going to that party and drinking that fruit punch. And then she doesn't remember anything. Her eyes flew open when she started noticing that a very hard masculine body is pressing against hers. As soon as her eyes opened, she saw none other than Alessandro. His eyes are closed and his breathing is even. A blanket is covering their lower bodies, leaving their upper bodies exposed.

Her eyes widened with horror when she gathered what this means.

'No' she thought and tried hard not to break down then and there. Her virginity is something which only belongs to her. It is something which only she can give. But today, Alessandro snatched the last thing that was left, and on which she thought she had control over. But how foolish was she.

She sat up and moved away from him, taking the blanket along with her in the process. Her movements woke him up. He sat up at once. One of his hands reached under the pillow for his gun and the his other hand wrapped around her neck in a death grip. When his gaze landed on her terrified gaze, his immediately let go of her neck with a curse.

"Damn it" he muttered to himself and stood up to his full height before walking out of the room. He simply ignored her as if he didn't steal her virginity.

Right at that moment, something snapped inside her. For the last two years, she was trying not to anger him with the fear that he might kill her. But now, when she understood that there is nothing left for her to lose and he destroyed the last shreds of herself, her fear for him died and replaced with anger and resentment.

"I will not allow you people to walk all over me like this. You have to answer to me for what you did. I deserve that much. No one has a right to use my body like this" she thought out loud with anger.

She stormed inside the bathroom and washed his scent off of her body before wearing the first thing that she found in his closet. She ignored her dripping wet hair and went to find Alessandro to demand answers.

"Where is Alessandro?" she questioned a maid who was just passing by.

The maid froze with shock. Her eyes wide with shock and fear. No one here calls him using his given name. Everyone addresses him as boss. Olivia knew that she is being rash and asking for trouble. But she doesn't care anymore. Today her already shitty life has taken a turn for the worst.

"Where. Is. Alessandro?" she demanded again. This time with anger and bitterness seeping from her voice.

That stunned maid pointed her finger towards a room with a closed wooden door. Olivia stormed towards that room and banged the door open with more force than necessary. That door banged to the back wall and made a loud sound that echoed the otherwise quiet room. She found Alessandro sitting behind a mahogany desk. His laptop is open and lit up. His fingers are hovering over the keyboard. It looked like he is working. Usually she would be scared to approach him, let alone disturb his like this. But today, she didn't care. The moment she realised what he did the previous night, she lost the fear she has for him. In place of fear, she developed bitterness and the feeling of emptyness. His deep penetrating gaze landed on her, which sent shivers of fear down her spine.

"May I know why you decided to cause so much commotion in my office this morning?" he asked with a blank stare.

His voice, it's deep and demanding. He is demanding an explanation without actually raising his voice. And his eyes, she felt like they are peeking inside her soul and searching for answers. Quickly she averted her gaze away from his.

For a second she cursed herself for disturbing him like this. Her fear returned with a vengeance. But before her fear could consume her and pull her under the blanket of dread, she remembered why she is so angry and what he did to deserve this.

"You gave me five years to live my life the way I wanted to. Then why did you sleep with me last night? I never agreed to that" she snapped at him with anger.

She is expecting him to pull his gun out and threaten to shoot her. At the least she started preparing to face his anger. But that's not what happened. To her shock, he started laughing. In the last two years, she never saw him smiling, forget about laughing. She is taken aback by how handsome his once scary and serious face morphed into. Alessandro Volcov is handsome. He looks like a Greek god. All hard muscle and a foot taller than her 5.5 height. There is no doubt in it. He has this dark appeal to him which attracts every woman around him. If she was not so tangled up with her fear for him, she would have developed a crush for him. But thankfully she is too scared to look at him for far more than a split second.

Now, after two years, looking at his laughing face, the mirth dancing in his eyes instead of the vacant look, her stomach fluttered and her heart skipped a beat. Her mouth became dry.

'Oh dear god, if he laugh like this a few more times, I might fall at his feet and refuse to never leave him again. Looks like this man's laughter is more dangerous than his gun ' she thought to herself.