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My finger twitched but I made no move to get up, I could feel that Olivia wasn’t asleep. The footstep stopped and Olivia’s hand stop moving through my hair. “Hey Gerald.” Olivia spoke. “What a sight. You must think you really have him wrapped around your little fingers, don’t you ?” Gerald said. “What are you even saying? Can’t you go a second without seeing me as the Villain in your story?” Olivia asked with a sigh. “Oh trust me, you are not the villain in my story, that would be an overstatement. Your father on the other hand ?”

None of us know what he did, but you survived the most potent drug that is used in the human trafficking rings ' Carlos shared. Olivia is so agitated and frustrated. She couldn't come to terms with the fact that 'he ' snatched her virginity from her. "Olivia? What are you muttering about?" Hera asked her best friend with a confused frown. Olivia snapped out of her inner turmoil and gave her friend a sheepish look. Both the girls are sitting in their college library while preparing for an assignment that they are supposed to submit in a couple of days. Carlos and Kyle are busy with their football practice.

It was like entering the lion's den even though you knew you are never going to make alive out of it. Silence. His eyes narrowed promising me my destruction but who'd tell him he was already destroying me by just staying there in my life? He was igniting the fire in me that no one has been capable of. And I knew what has changed. Olivia Vitalio has changed, she was craving something more. Something more than vengeance something which she never knew her body will need. She wanted a fire for herself. The danger which comes with him. She needed a fucking purpose in her life and maybe, he was bringing it into her life.

She’d spread a tale that Bob had killed Scarlett with Vito’s aid, and the video, paired with their existing disdain for him, made the set-up believable. “We’ll burn him alive,” the bald Capo declared, his voice cold and resolute. Rose nodded, her expression serene yet ruthless. “Do it,” she said, her gaze lingering on Vito’s writhing form as the Capos unchained him and dragged him away. She turned to the window, the last light of day bleeding into dusk. Power thrummed through her, a heady rush of triumph. She was the Don now—unquestioned, unstoppable.

Her eyes weren't just angry, they were full of hate. "You thought prison could hold me?" Olivia spat, stepping inside, her boots crunching broken glass beneath her. Ava backed away, shaking. "You're insane." "No," Olivia snapped, pulling a long, jagged knife from her waistband. "I'm focused. You stole everything from me. Liam. My future. You walked in from your pathetic little life and took what was mine." "I never took anything from you!" "Liar!" Olivia screeched, her voice cracking. "You don't belong in his world! You never did!"

her eyes glittered with the thought of a date, she slightly pinched her palm as if she is dreaming, Marcus turned to her, Oliva,... "I am trying to compensate for what I have done you?" He whispered in her ear... Olivia looked at him, he actually seems to be some other Marcus, he was not the one who drugged her, raped her, not the one who pushed her out of the window, not the one who almost choked her to death, not who ...

Olivia answered as she leaned against and danced. A different music soon starts playing from the DJ, she screamed. "What is it ?"I asked surprised at the way she had screamed, happy that the loud background was able to muffle the scream. "This is one of my best song ?"Olivia said and screamed again. She was obviously drunk, I could see it from the way she moved and talked as we danced to the slow music . She moved a way that aroused me, I could sense she knew how aroused I was but didn't mind as she pushed herself agianst me as we dance to 'Pittbull's Green - light '

I said, shifting uncomfortably in the chair. "Silence.” Olivia murmured "You told me I could do whatever I wanted with you and I will, so don't talk.” A body shot? Did Olivia want a body shot? From me? Really? "Yes, Marky, a body shot.” she replied because apparently I had spoken aloud "When you have no more salt in your mouth, I'll put the lemon on you. Understood?” I could only nod. Somewhere in my brain, a distant voice was screaming at me not to let her do it because it would be my downfall, but fuck it! Olivia could experiment with me all she wanted.

I know that by now she would be looking for the woman that has stolen my heart , or the woman that had been going out with her stupid fake husband and looking for any means possible to get to her . I promise you when I say that I am going to stand with you and protect you , like I would do to anyone I love . I have loved you , I have always loved you , you always had a special piece in my heart , I never thought that a day would come when we get into this together but I would like to say that destiny has its own way of making sure that things work out . Olivia lost me already , she isn’t the sweet little girl that I call my daughter , she has let her heart be infested by her own mother and s

What hope did I have if any, that the prince would look my way if women like her were always around him? “Mind your business Rodrigo, a slave should have no business poke-nosing in elite matters, that's how slaves get their noses sliced right off,” Olivia spat acidly, baring her teeth as her eyes flicked from the woman I could feel standing behind me to my face, the hate in her pea-black eyes surprising me enough that I backed away as she stormed past, knocking her shoulder painfully into my collarbone. “What the hell was that?” Lori whispered fiercely as she strutted over to me with Anya’s hand laced through hers, her caramel brown eyes widened with what I was beginning to think looked more