Olivia Davis is living her best life, until her father Henry, steals from a ruthless Mafia lord, Leonardo De Luca. Leonardo has one solution. He wants Olivia Davis as payment.
View MoreOlivia “You’re up early,” Anna remarked as I appeared on the landing. “I could say the same thing about you.” I said, I hadn't seen much of her. “Where did you go yesterday with Leo?” She asked, walking to the breakfast table. Yes, yesterday. My entire day was spent with Leonardo, beginning at the Zeus family club. Later, when his ride arrived, he changed his mind about taking me home and going to the office, instead we enjoyed a city drive. In the evening, we ate at an Italian bistro. The atmosphere of the bistro alone was enough to have my tongue wagging about my life. And that had been the highlight of the evening for me. “Some Italian bistro downtown; I can't remember the name.” I said vaguely and Anna made a face. Anna was a princess kind of girl and wanted to be treated like one everyday. “The things Leo sometimes does can leave one wondering, what do they do with all that money?” “What money?” “The family wealth, duh, but once we marry, I'm going to bring
Leonardo We made it to club Zeus, one of the club that the family owned. I wouldn't have chosen it for today, but it was the closest to the restaurant.“What are we doing here? It's a club?” Olivia asked as she looked around the quiet opulent space.“I know. I thought you might need a breather from those shoes.” I said, and she looked at her feet, which I was sure were on fire by then.“Yeah, I could do with a rest and then you tell me why you stopped my business meeting.”“Then come this way.” I said and led her upstairs to an office I used when I came to the club.“ You know this place well.” It was a statement and a question all in one.“Yes, I do.”I opened the door, and she walked in. Since my mom handled the interior design of our businesses, I happily shared the space with her. This office, while less furnished than my others, featured a couch near a window with a view of the busy street below.I took a chair behind the mahogany desk that I kept bare except for a desktop, and
Olivia When I opened the menu, I realized I wouldn’t have been found dead there. The prices would pay for my share of the apartment, and I would still have some change left. “Who did you say we were meeting?” Leonardo asked. I bet he was thinking the same thing about the prices, although I knew he could afford anything on the menu without batting an eyelid; he was curious as to who my date was, just as I was. “I didn’t. I said I was meeting someone to discuss business; you were not invited. You were supposed to be my escort and not ask questions.” I looked at my wristwatch; Vincent was running late.Half an hour later, the server cleared our plates, and I noticed Vincent walk through the door and look. “He’s here.” I said and got up from my chair. He walked over and shook my hand. When I turned to introduce Leonardo, the atmosphere had changed; he looked like something carved out of stone. “De Luca,” Vincent said, his hand outstretched. “What a pleasant surprise.” Leonardo di
Olivia The rest of the day, I waited for Leonardo to come back home so I could confront him about his words, but he didn’t. I sat the whole day and night until the early hours of the morning waiting for his car to pull up in the driveway, but neither he nor his minions showed their faces. Rosa had left right before nine after she had asked me about a million times if there was anything she could make, but there was none. I didn’t feel like chewing anything. Once convinced that they would not be returning home, I made my way upstairs; there was no point in waiting. I went through my closet and found the business card I had brought back with me. I looked at the business card in my hand. The clock next to my bed said it was four; most people I knew would be asleep, but Vincent hadn’t struck me as most people. I walked out back downstairs; the only place I had seen a phone in the house was the kitchen. Although I had no use for it before, I dialed the number on the card and waited.
Olivia Although Leonardo had left me more confused than ever when he spoke with riddles, there was only one person that I knew who could decode the whole message for me. I walked through the house and to the backyard. Anna was sitting under a gazebo painting. This was the first time I had seen her doing anything other than sipping a cocktail. “Hey you,” she called to me as soon as she heard me coming. “Hey,” I said, looking at the canvas in front of her. “This is really good. I didn't know you painted.” I was surprised at her hidden talent. “Sometimes,” she put the paintbrush in a liquid solution. “I was feeling jittery with nerves; I needed something to calm me down.” “I see.” I moved into the shade, picked a foldable chair, and sat. “That knitted brow on your face tells me that there is something you want to get off your chest. What is it.” I was not aware that I was such an open book. I straightened my back and sat up straighter. “As a matter of fact, there is.” I said.
OliviaI woke up feeling hungry and exhausted from the tossing and turning I did last night.The white light that flooded the room didn't help matters, but the smell of fresh coffee and toast had me smiling to myself.Rosa. Rosa.I put my feet on the floor to slip into my slippers, stretched and my tired bones gave that wonderful crackling sound. To say I had a poor sleep would be an understatement of the century.I had a nightmare after nightmare, all starring the same person.As I turned around with a loud, unladylike yawn, I almost jumped out of my skin. The starring of my nightmares had manifested into reality and was sitting at my dining nook.Leonardo had a cup of coffee in one hand and a paper in the other.That must have been the coffee I had smelled.“Are you going to stand there and stare or?” He asked.Judging by the way his body didn't move a muscle, I hadn't realized that he was aware of me standing there.“I think the relevant question is, what are you doing in my room?”
Leonardo I looked at the dark liquid swirling around my glass. My mood was just as dark. I was not one to be taken over by emotions, but I was having a hard time ignoring what I was feeling. The feeling tasted something like rejection. I had been in a good mood before dinner, and afterwards I was totally something else. I refused to let one woman have such power over me. Sitting at the table and watching Olivia turn into different shades and stiffen in my presence had taken the joy out of my evening. What if she regretted our time together this afternoon? I had no way of knowing, and to ask her would be letting her in on my feelings, something that was not about to happen. A light knock sounded before Cici poked his head in the door. "Drinking alone?" He asked. Walking into the library. "Care to join me?" I beckoned for him to come over. "Why would a man living in a house with two beautiful women hide himself in a library?" "You said it yourself. He lives with two women, as
Olivia After entertaining Leonardo, I was worried about the consequences that would follow as I sat on a set dining table with no one in sight. I heard Anna’s shoes before I could see her. I hadn’t seen her the whole day I’d been back. The minute she saw me, she came to give me a hug and kisses. “I missed you, silly.” She said and took her seat. “I missed you too.” I couldn’t believe how true that was. She had made me feel welcome, and I had looked forward to seeing her again. “I was getting worried, thinking I’ll be dining alone. Rosa Food was the only thing I’d been thinking about when I was away.” Rosa hovering nearby blushed scarlet, and it made me wonder if she heard nothing she shouldn’t have earlier. The delayed guilt was present, and I chewed on my lower lip to calm myself down. “I meant to see you earlier, but I met important people.” She said in her usual girly manner. “Oh?” That was one less thing to worry. If she was not in the house, she couldn’t have
OliviaThis was my opportunity, my one time chance to escape from the gilded cave and Leonardo needed to hear that.“No.” I whispered back, the opposite of what my rational mind was telling me.“Then good.” He put his hand on my chin and tilted my face to look at him.“I was hoping you would say that.” He said and caressed my jaw with his thumb, sending sparks in its wake.The longer I looked into his eyes. The deeper I could feel myself falling into a hole I had no control over.My breath caught. I grappled his hand and put a stop to the spell for a split second.“What’s this?” I was desperate for clarity, anything that would sort the mess of emotions that had flooded me and more than anything I needed him to provide me with that clarity.“It can be anything we want it to be.” He didn’t grant me my wish, but his words ignited a fire that caught up with the one I was already feeling and spread throughout my whole body.God, was I really letting this happen, after everything I knew abo
Death. It clung to me like a second skin. Or maybe I was being dramatic, but one thing was certain: if I stayed in this basement another day or night, I was going to die. This was not how I wanted my life to end. I still had dreams I wanted to accomplish. I had so much that I wanted to do, and dying here in this room that smelled like piss and was home to rodents was not part of my plan. I wanted to go back to how things were before. I had not been rich by any standards, but I had been free and content making ends meet. I had an apartment, well, a shared apartment in an affluent neighbourhood. A business that paid the bills. I had thought that with time, as things got better for my family, I could go back to school and study to be something, but all of that had gone to shit the minute my dad called me at three am. One thing anyone must understand about my dad is this; my dad is not a weak man by any definition. He has always been the hero in my life since I was a little girl. Unti...
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