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“This isn’t worth it.” “What is what worth it? Killing me? I know. I’m your future partner in crime after all.” Olivia shrugged as she slipped her left hand in the pocket of her skirt. The latter heaved a heavy sigh as she rolled her eyes. “Screw off, all right? I already have plenty of problems to deal with—I don’t need another one.” Before Olivia could give a reply that would just surely make Dakota roll her eyes again, her eyes were stinging. “JESUS FUCK! ASSHOLE!”

She had seemed so sweet earlier but now she seemed like a bitch. “Trying to be nice?” I found myself asking. She shrugged, “Yes. I'm not normally nice to girls who try to steal my man!” I scoffed, my eyes widening with surprise, “Your man?” Olivia rolled her eyes at me, walking around the room and picking up a perfume. “Oh come on, don't act dumb. You should have known by now that Javier belongs to me,” she grinned, spraying Javier’s perfume on her body. She inhaled deeply and a smile broke on her face, “I smell just like him.”

When they got closer, William and Romos greeted each other. “Olivia, good to see you too. I am fine thanks for asking,” Romos said as he laughed lightly. “What are we? 10 years old?” Olivia asked curtly. “My bad,” he said smiling. “I was trying to be funny” “Don’t ever try to amuse me again,” Olivia said angrily. “And if you ever tried to pull one of your rotten tricks on me again, I warn you: you are a dead man.” “Dead man! right ma’am,” Romos acknowledged with an awkward bow.

he says as he pushes the cup of butterscotch ice-cream to my direction. No formalities, that is what we agreed between us in high school, we made an oath to not use the words thank you and sorry between us to show that we are close. “How’s everything going? I heard that the warehouse of Aim’s is burnt due to electric short,” I take a spoonful of ice cream and look straight “Yeah, and I don’t think that was an accident,” “Why so?” “It was a plan because of the abrupt confiscation” “So what are you going to do for the next hearing?”

"I want to introduce myself. I'm Johnathan. Everyone calls me JP though. I'm sorry by the way. I should have warned you that he had a girl." "Yeah, you could have warned me. It's not your fault though. Guys are just dicks when it comes to being faithful to someone. I'm Olivia. Everyone calls me Liv." "That's why I won't commit to anyone. I like sex too much. I don't want to have sex with just one person." "What about that girl you were all over earlier?" "That's Maggie. She is just my party girl. If there is a party, I'm hers and she is mine. But outside of the parties, we don't talk."

“I don’t know how to feel. I’ve hated so much of this world—the secrets, the violence, the power games. And now I’m part of it. Not by choice. By birth.” “You’re not defined by who fathered you,” I said gently. “You’re defined by what you choose to be. By how you love. By the kind of mother you’re going to be.” Her lips trembled, her hand tightening in mine. Then, softly: “And Luca. He took me. Drugged me. Told me he didn’t want to hurt me but still.. he did. He broke something.” I brought her hand to my lips, pressing a kiss against her knuckles. “I’ll find him. And when I do, I’ll make sure he never comes near you again.”

Nelly commanded. “Oh… you are one to talk.” Regina continued, “I mean you are one always scornful towards me, and every day I keep asking myself, what is my actual offense. What crime have I committed against my own mother? And now, I just found out that my entire life is a mistake you made.”

Rosa had been with the family long enough to understand what loyalty meant in our world but regardless of that, she thought she had found a living saint in Olivia. “Please.” came Olivia's voice, dragging me back into the present with her. I cast a glance at her shivering frame on the bed, unable to drag myself to be by her side but unable to walk away at the same time. “I can explain.” She said, desperate to hold onto her lies. “Amuse me.” I said, my voice coming out rougher than I intended it to be. She looked taken aback by my response, good. “You said you can explain, I'm giving you the opportunity to do so. I'm listening or I can walk out of this door and never come back.”

“This is a proposal, Olivia. Leave. Get out of the country. If you do, we might avoid taking this to the press. But if you stay… I’ll personally make sure each of these crimes reaches the right people. And believe me, you won’t like what happens then.” She looks at the paper, her shoulders trembling slightly. For the first time, I see something that looks like fear in her eyes. “You… you’re bluffing,” she murmurs. “Go ahead and try us,” Dominic says with a cold smile. Silence. Olivia looks at us both, then at the documents, and finally collapses onto the sofa behind her. “You’ve won,” she whispers, her voice breaking. “This wasn’t a victory, Olivia,” I say firmly. “It was merely the end of y

Olivia was playing a risky game, using a song written by Raymond for a variety show performance. Elric's keen ear picked up on the song's masculine undertones. With professionals likely watching the live stream, it seemed today might be the day Olivia's façade was exposed.