OliviaI didn't want him to touch me,I thought his touch would be disgusting. I didn't want him to kiss me. I always thought a kiss was a sacred touch, like exchanging the sacred breath with someone.I had a similar feeling with my first kiss with Daniel. No one has ever made me feel the same after him. There was no comparison to him. No kiss compared to his. Until I met the devil, how damn shocked was I when he kissed me as if I belonged to him, and flashbacks in my mind got mixed up until I lost consciousness? I woke up in the car, and he was calling my name with a worried face. Familiar green eyes and a familiar voice but more masculine. I closed my eyes again, focusing on his voice, and damn, I wanted to cry.And then it suddenly came back to me, all at once, how he touched me, how he kissed me, how I realized he was Daniel, my Daniel. Then my sister had an accident. When I opened my eyes at the hospital, she was standing over me with a pillow in her hands. Was she going to stra
Olivia "F*ck!" Clyde cursed out as he stopped the car quickly.I could notice the red and blue lights from the distance while he read a message on his phone."Listen to me! The police are here; they probably will take us all." He turned towards me and grabbed my face in his hands."I want you to listen to me carefully.I want you to get out of the car quietly and hide yourself somewhere. When they take us, you will return home and lock yourself in our bedroom. Don't open the door to anyone besides me. I'll try to return as fast as possible. Do you understand?" He asked me at the end, and I shook my head."Repeat what I said." He spoke again."I get it, I'm not a child. I will hide and when you leave I'll return home and lock myself until you come back." I spoke in a breath."Take this." He put his gun on my trembling hands."I don't know how to use it." I stuttered."I don't think you'll have to use it, it's just to be sure. Now get out of the car." He said before planting a kiss on m
Olivia"Oh, are you mad at him?" She laughed, and I joined her laugh as well. And there it was, two women who were madly in love with a man named Clyde. One loves the true Clyde and the other loves the man underneath the body. We laughed as we tried to hide a dead man's body. We managed to drag him out of there and through the woods, probably leaving a stain of blood on the way, but the man weighed more than both of us."You know they will find the blood in that basement, right?" She reminded me."And whose fault is that? Sorry, I know you had your reasons. I don't know maybe I'll say I love meat and my husband slaughters animals in there." I was really tired, my whole body hurt.She looked tired as well. We stopped at a place far from the house. It was a good thing the house was surrounded by woods. We fell on the ground on our back breathing for air."We should bury him." She said looking at me. "Okay?" I was not sure."We didn't get any shovels." She reminded me."What are we go
OliviaI have never seen Daniel, or, better say, Clyde, that furious against a woman. Not even with my sister. His eyes were filled with darkness as he was breathing heavily, his hands in his fists, his chest rising and falling with anger.I could also see the fear in Kathy's brown eyes even though she tried to cover it with a smirk. Clyde was like a ruthless beast ready to throw himself on Kathy and tear her to pieces.I quickly cupped his face with my trembling hands, forcing him to calm down."Look at me. I'm here, I'm fine. Look at me." Finally, his eyes turned to me. Dark eyes filled with anger and emptiness at the same time. I moved my fingers on his face trying to calm him down. "I'm fine. I'm fine." I whispered and he leaned his forehead against mine, not taking his eyes off mine. "Are you sure you are alright?" He asked in a whisper while cupping my face. "I'm alright. I promise. Just let her go. Let her go, please." I whispered again, my forehead against his. I could feel
ClydeI no longer belonged to myself. Neither Clyde Harrison nor his father, Don Harrison, owned me. I stopped belonging to Daniel Wallas a long time ago. I realized that I had always belonged to her. I couldn't go a day without thinking about her. I begged to see her in my dreams before I went to sleep, but she didn't come to my dreams very often, rather, she resided rent-free in my mind. I slammed my head against the wall, punched, and destroyed multiple mirrors in an attempt to get rid of her, but nothing. I kept seeing her eyes whenever I looked in the mirror, even wearing a different face.When I committed my first murder, I had a fantasy in which I placed my head on her lap rather than the rock and acted as though the wind were her tiny, slender fingers caressing my hair. I worked as though her pure touch was still worthy for me. During the night, I imagined that the tingles on my body were her touch and pictured myself resting my head on her chest rather than the pillow. All I
ClydeI entered the office, and Gabriel followed me behind."It's time. Let's put the plan into action. I want that pig to lose the thing he loves most in the world, all the money." I plopped down on my chair."That means your wife's family won't have any money left," Gabriel added."And that pig will crawl to me begging me for money." My plan would continue to work."I don't get why your wife's mother stays married to that man. I mean, she looks like a good person. " It was a little strange that Gabriel was that attentive towards my mother-in-law."It appears she loves her husband." I raised my brow waiting for his reaction."What's to love about that pig?" Gabriel scoffed."My wife is a good person, too. What's to love about me, Gabriel? I torture and kill people."It was the first time I had seen Gabriel that agitated about the situation of a good wife and a bad husband. He may be a good husband even though he is a jerk."The difference is that you love your wife, and you would go
Olivia "Things are different now, Olivia. I can't go back. You have to learn to call me Clyde, otherwise, others will know my secret too and there will be chaos if they find out." He spoke before moving away and laying on his back next to me. I touched his hand intertwining his fingers with mine and leaning closer to him. "Okay but tell me, apart from the revenge plan that you have, why did you become Clyde Harrison? That can't be the only reason, right?" I raised my head, looking at him who was staring at the ceiling, deep in thought. I sighed lowering my head, losing my hopes when he spoke. "I was about to jump on the balcony of the last floor of a huge and end my life." I raised my head again, I had a strange feeling in my stomach. "There's when I met Don Harrison and Gabriel. His son, Clyde Harrison, had died in a bomb explosion. His face was destroyed, it was unrecognizable. Don Harrison was very sick, he didn't have many months of life, but he was desperate to have the he
OliviaI wanted to prove to him, how much I loved him but I didn't know how.I wanted to lick his muscles. There was no other man who would set my skin on fire other than him. I would allow him to do whatever he wanted to my body. His scent filled my nose and I was in heaven. I traced my fingertips over his tattoos, I couldn't believe I was able to touch him. My toes curled, butterflies filled my stomach and I squealed like a teenage girl in front of her crush."What happened?" He pulled away a little studying me, he kept the weight of his body on his palms while standing on top of me.I grabbed his face with my hands, pulling his face closer to mine."You're so handsome!" I pouted my lips. He blinked then smiled looking at my face."You're so cute." He taped my nose with his nose"But I want to eat you, all of you," I whined not realizing the other meaning of my words."I forgot how you become when you like something or someone." He shook his head laughing."How?" I blinked innocentl
OliviaWe drove back to our home silently.He and I needed to have a more in-depth talk about this dinner he planned and then kept his distance. We pulled into the driveway and I went inside without waiting for him. I made my way to the bedroom so we could have privacy. I could hear him following behind me. The bedroom door opened and then closed shortly after I had come in here."Did I do something wrong?" He asked.I sighed as I turned to look at him. "You are so hard to read and I don't know what to do about it.""What do you mean?" He questioned further."You seemed to be emotionless and distant at dinner, but before we leave you're apologizing for not being enough. Are you sorry or at this point do you just tell me what you think I want to hear?" I responded with a question of my own."No. I am sorry I haven't been enough." I could tell he was trying to sound sincere but it just sounded forced."Then why does it seem you didn't even want to be at the dinner you planned?" I felt l
OliviaThe past few days felt like a nightmare; Daniel was completely out of line, He hardly sat at dinner with me. He was stuck in his study, investigating the person who shot him. He even started to drinking which was the worst state to see him in. He refused to talk more about that night. After he admitted he couldn't be weak he took himself to the room I had when I originally came here. I was pissed he had been drunk but I tried to put my feelings aside because I knew it was more like a cry for help. He just needed to push his pride to the side and get the help needed. We couldn't live like this forever.He spent the next week trying to make it up to me in little ways. A couple of gifts here and there, nothing too extreme. He even put together a small dinner for my birthday tonight. I appreciated the gestures but it didn't fix anything right now. What I wanted was my husband back one hundred percent."Are you ready Love?" He asked as he entered the room."Yes." I nodded as I looke
Clyde I could feel myself becoming calmer after the doctor had left the room. I just wanted to get home and get back to my life. I felt like I was going crazy as I sat in this same room over the past few days. There wasn't very much entertainment in the hospital and I had things to do.I needed to figure out who attempted to kill me. I knew I was supposed to be relaxing, but when I was by myself, I spent time compiling a list. A list of people who I have pissed off and made enemies out of. It consisted of people who I cut business with, people who begged to do business, but I declined, and some old friends who are no longer in my life for good reason. I had pissed off a lot of people in my lifetime and I knew it.I didn't care at the time when I dealt with these people. I never thought I would have to worry about them hurting anyone else but me. Now things were different. I had a family I needed to protect and I felt useless recently. I needed to figure this out, not just for me but
Olivia I return to Daniel at the hospital after the information that I had just received. I needed to figure out the best way to bring it up to him. I knew it would cause him stress and worry and he didn't need that right now. But I also couldn't keep it from him, it wouldn't be right and he would be pissed if I did.I parked my car and headed inside to the hospital. The driver followed behind of course. He also accompanied me through the lobby and to Daniel's door. We needed to be careful. We both needed to make sure security didn't leave our side.I took a deep breath in and let it out before opening the door. "How is everything?" Daniel asked as I took a seat in one of the chairs."Everything is fine. She's doing well." I reassured him.It wasn't a total lie. Our baby was doing just fine for where she needed to be. It was my body that seemed to be having a problem. It had decided it was time to begin the process of her arrival. I knew we could handle her coming early, but it made
OliviaI’ve been spending my days at the hospital and forgot to do my weekly checkup at the doctor."I'll be back in a little bit, okay?" I spoke to Daniel as I gathered my things."I don't know why he can't just come here to examine you. It is a hospital after all." He wasn't pleased I was leaving."Because the doctor has a whole clinic with multiple patients," I responded. "I also have to check in at the store. Julia has been doing much more than she's paid to do.""Just get back here soon, Love." He sighed."I know. I won't take long." I reassured him. I placed my lips on his to kiss him goodbye. As I pulled away and headed for the door he grabbed my hand in his to stop me. I glanced back at him to see what he was doing. This man took a moment to check out my ass."Hmm." He bit his bottom lip. "I need to get out of this hospital soon. I have needs that need to be attended to."I rolled my eyes. "Why don't you take a nap?" I suggested."Maybe I will." he smirked. "But I can't guara
Olivia"I know. I know." He spoke as he used his hand to stroke my hair as he held me tightly. "I'm here. no one is going to take me away from you that easily.”I looked up at him. My cheeks were wet, as a few tears had escaped. I was holding back, though, as I was already sick of crying. My eyes and my head hurt from last night, and I didn't want it to get any worse.He placed a kiss on my forehead and proceeded to look around the hospital room. "What happened to me?" he asked."You were shot in the study," I answered. "There were four bullet wounds in total. Two on your right shoulder and two on your lower back. You lost a lot of blood and went into shock."He was quiet as he took in the information I shared with him. "The last thing I remember is going through emails. I got up to go to the kitchen to start figuring out what to make for you and then I fell to the ground.""I feel awful. You were laying there for hours because I worked late." I responded in a low tone. My guilt had
OliviaIt had been a week since Daniel had been in the hospital, and I decided to go home, get a fresh shower, and rest. I left Gabriel to watch him as the driver took me home. The car pulled up to the mansion. I took a deep breath before turning the knob to go inside. The maid heard me come in and immediately came to me. "I'm so sorry, Madam. How are you holding on?" She was visibly upset. I knew she cared for Daniel and we all did.I tried to keep myself together. "I don't know, Rose. I don't know." I responded.This was also her first night back at the house. I called her and gave her the details while she was with her children. I didn't want her time ruined, and I even told her to stay longer if she'd like. She refused and wanted to be back on her normal day.The feeling of the house was different. I never minded being here alone but it was different when you knew he was eventually going to walk in the door. Right now I wasn't too sure when he would be back. I would give anything
I only left the hospital once I knew Daniel was stable. He hadn't woken up yet but the transfusions seemed to have helped him a lot. The doctor was satisfied with how much progress he had made. It was just a matter of time before he woke up.I refused to leave his side for longer than a few minutes. I wanted to be there for him when he did wake up so I put Julia in charge of watching over the store. She kept me updated on any information that I needed to know. It helped ease the stress of the situation for right now.It had been about three days since the incident, and it felt like the longest days of my life. I had decided to address the public, so now everyone knew he had been shot. There was a lot of support for him on social media. I was even surprised by some of the messages that I was receiving. People wanted to check in on us.The detective on the case had come in to talk to me. They reviewed the security footage along with other evidence like a footprint. They were confident t
Olivia I immediately dialed the ambulance number, and they rushed in a few minutes after. It was like witnessing a nightmare that I couldn't wake up from. I couldn't believe this had happened, we had just talked a couple hours ago. All that I could do was stand back and watch the paramedics as they determined how stable he was. They moved quickly to get him on a gurney and back to the ambulance.We arrived at the hospital in a few minutes, and they took Daniel in.Who could have done this? My only guess would be my father since he escaped the prison, or Debra, but I wasn't sure."Mrs. Harrison?" A voice caused me to turn around. It was a male doctor."Is he going to be okay?" I asked."It appears that your husband was shot a few hours ago. He's lost a lot of blood from being left unattended for so long. His body had gone into shock, which is why he was unresponsive. We need to perform surgery to see about removing the bullets and to make any repairs to his organs," the doctor explain