Lisa bit her lips hard, this was the worst possible outcome of what she had intended. Getting rejected wasn't the problem, the problem was the fact that she had just revealed her intentions to Damian and had gotten rejected. Even though she doubted Damian and Olivia were on good terms, it didn't negate the fact that Damian could go and spill her plans to someone else."What's wrong?" Amelia inquired sharply after noticing the panic and fear in Lisa's eyes. "He refused." Lisa answered subtly, her voice a direct contrast to the war she was fighting internally now. What if Damian said a word to Olivia? What if Olivia believed him? Worse, what if Damian told Noah?!She bit her lips even harder until they were at the verge of bleeding. "That bastard! He better not say a word about this to anybody." Lisa through gritted teeth and curled fists. "You don't think he'll say a word to anybody, do you?" Amelia inquired, panic surging through her. Her and Michael might have found love once again
First it was Michael, then Noah, and now Damian? Olivia had gotten scared, and now she could barely focus on the work in front of her. They had all told her to steer clear of her best friend, yet neither of them had given her enough reason to do that, nor had Lisa done anything bad enough for her to just cut ties with her. It was ridiculous, and the worst part of it all was the fact that she had let it get to her and her head. Now she couldn't sleep or close her eyes without imagining a scene where Lisa betrays her. Letting out a deep sigh, Olivia rose from her desk and proceeded towards the door. She needed a break, a quick one to clear her head from all the nonsense that was swirling round in there. Outside, she took a step towards Michael's office but stopped almost immediately. He hadn't spoken to her since she sent him away, and she doubted he would have the time and patience to tolerate her if she tried to speak on the Lisa matter again. Turning around, she made her way toward
Olivia did her best to keep Noah's words out of her head, but no matter how much she tried, they kept echoing right inside of her head. Why did it bother her so much that Noah had been with Lisa ten years ago? Why couldn't she just get the picture of them being together out of her head? It had been a decade ago, why did she care so much? Could it be that she was just angry at Lisa for betraying her? No, Olivia was certain that she wasn't angry, in fact she didn't even feel betrayed or mad at Lisa at the moment, she just felt jealous. "Olivia, can we talk? I know you're mad and have questions to ask. I promise to answer everything honestly, please just open the door." Noah pleaded from outside her room. She had locked herself in for more than six hours now, and he was genuinely scared for her wellbeing now. She hadn't said a word to him since they returned, and had refused to open the door even when he brought her food. Quite frankly, he had no idea how she was doing inside the room
The weather was nice and everybody seemed cheery, everybody except Michael who couldn't understand why Olivia wouldn't pay him any attention. Sure, they had a bit of a misunderstanding about Lisa two days ago, but that wasn't enough for her to just decide that she would completely ignore him, was it? For the third time, Michael entered Olivia's office with a warm smile, hoping to change her mood and do something about the sudden change in her attitude. But like the first two times, she kept her gaze glued to her system, barely paying him any attention. Michael knew there was a lot of work that needed to be done, but that didn't excuse this new development. "Are you ignoring me, Liv? On purpose too?" Michael finally asked as he walked closer to her desk. "If it's about Lisa, I already apologized. I'm not in any position to tell you not to trust your best friend." Olivia’s fingers froze over the keyboard for a moment before resuming their rhythmic tapping. She didn’t look up, her
At first, Olivia had no intentions of confronting Lisa about what Noah had told her. However, after careful consideration, she came to conclude that it was best to hear Lisa's own side of the story. She had trusted her best friend, she had shared secrets with her, she needed an explanation on why Lisa had betrayed her the way she had done. Picking up her phone, Olivia dialed Lisa's number and waited patiently for her to answer. "Liv, how are you doing?" Lisa inquired in the most cheery voice the minute she answered. However, Olivia wasn't exactly feeling the mood at the moment. Until she heard the truth from Lisa's mouth, she was not going to pretend like she was happy with her friend. "Where are you Lisa? How fast can you come to the office? We need to talk." Said Olivia with no hint of warmth in her tone. She wanted to make sure Lisa understood that she wasn't playing around, and that things weren't like they used to be. Lisa paused on the other end of the line, her cheerful t
Lisa didn't head home after her ordeal with Olivia, she had immediately called Amelia and had informed her to go ahead with her plan. At this point, Lisa didn't care anymore, she didn't have the time and patience to beg and plead for Olivia's forgiveness, and now she couldn't wait to become Noah's. Afterwards, she drove straight to Noah's place, not just to be with him, but to also ask questions. How on earth did Olivia come to know about their past relationship? Who told her? It definitely wasn't Lisa, which meant that it was Noah. She doubted Damian would leave details about her plans and begin to tell Olivia about her relationship with Noah, it just didn't sound reasonable. Lisa stopped right in front of the door, took a deep breath before finally knocking. She had called Noah earlier to make sure he was home, and when she was certain that he was home, she immediately made her way to his house. Noah took a minute before finally opening the door. He knew it was Lisa who was on th
Amelia had just been on her way to meet with her underground workers when Michael came driving home. Unlike the past few days, he hadn't greeted her with a kiss, nor did he bother giving her a hug. He had merely flashed an obvious fake smile in her direction, and had continued to walk towards his room.Curious and concerned, Amelia had followed him back to his room. She needed to know what was going on with, and why he was suddenly unlike himself."You're home early today, how was work?" Amelia started as she entered the room. Micheal didn't reply immediately, he took his time to free himself of his office clothes before turning to reply to Amelia."Exhausting.." He answered lazily. "Don't worry about me, I'm just tired." He added to ease the worried look on her face. He knew she wouldn't stop pestering him if he didn't add that last part. But even then, it hadn't been enough to convince Amelia to leave him alone. "Are you hungry, I prepared your favorite meal—""Amy, I'm not hungry.
Michael woke up with a sharp pain in his head. The last thing he had remembered before blacking out was being struck twice with the butt of a gun. He had tried to fight back, but his opponent had been too skilled for him, and his struggles had only earned him more bruises.Now conscious, Michael made to move but soon realized that he couldn't. He had been tied up to a chair, gagged, and left in a corner. Glancing around, his eyes caught sight of a tiny opening at the side of the warehouse. And from there, the dull rays of sunlight found their way into the warehouse. It wasn't nightfall yet, which meant he couldn't have been knocked out for more than three hours. Determined, Michael tried to free himself but all his attempts proved futile. Why was Amelia doing this? What did she have to gain by harming Olivia—"Olivia.." Michael mumbled as he felt around his body for his recorder. It was gone, they had found it, and he was certain it had been destroyed by now. But worst of all, he had
"Olivia?!" Damian exclaimed with relief, yet there was an underlying scolding tone in his voice. He wanted to scold her, but at the same time he was grateful that she had shown up when she had. If she had been here a second later, Noah might have actually killed him. "You're a stubborn lady, aren't you?" Damian said as his heartbeat began to slow down just a little. He had been scared to death by everything that had happened. But finally it was over. Noah was down, and almost all of his henchmen were either dead or being captured by the policemen that had just arrived. "Michael!" Olivia gasped at the sight of the man she loved. She could barely recognize him. He was covered in wounds and blood, and seeing him in such a sorry state made her break down in tears. "He's alive, just unconscious. He's going to be fine, I promise." Damian assured before yelling out for the paramedics. Olivia held onto Michael's bloodied body, her tears soaking him as she cried uncontrollably. Noah was go
Noah cracked the whip for the hundredth time that night before sending it at the tied up Michael. Each stroke tore a piece of the victims flesh, but even then Michael could scream no further. He had lost his voice, and at this point all his body felt numb. He just wanted to die at this point, but Noah was smart enough to never go overboard. Michael could already tell that Noah wanted to torture him for as long as possible, so death was very far from him at that moment.He did his best to take his mind off the pain and his environment as a whole. It was difficult, but he managed to pull his thoughts away. He thought of Olivia, how happy they would have been if Noah Grant hadn't come back into her life. He wished she never picked up that plan of hers, wished that they had just continued living their simple lives. But there was no time for regrets. There was no telling when these men would decide to kill him, and he couldn't afford to spend his final moments drowning in regret. "CRACK!"
Damian was disappointed when he heard the cause of all the problems they were facing at the moment, but he didn't openly blame Olivia for it. She was pregnant and was currently going through a lot mentally and emotionally, the last thing he wanted was to make her feel worse than she was already feeling at the moment. But even then, he felt that it was really a careless move on her end. Couldn't she have waited just a few more days before going to visit Michael? And why inform Noah that you were leaving the house to a friend's house, knowing very well that he knew every single one of your friends? "Don't worry about anything, Liv, just try to get some rest. I'll handle everything from here onwards." Damian consoled before ending the call. Picking up his jacket and gun, he raced towards his car and immediately made his way to Olivia's home. He needed to make sure that she wasn't harming herself or doing something detrimental to her health before he could really focus on anything else.
Noah waited anxiously in his room for a phone call from José. The sun had already gone down, and he had spent all day waiting anxiously to get the call. "Those bastards! Don't tell me they couldn't even get one man?!" Noah lamented as he glanced at the face of his watch for the thousandth time that night. On the thousand and oneth time, the vibration of his phone finally distracted him. Anxiously, he picked up the cellphone and a bright smile spread across his face the moment he caught sight of the caller's ID. It was José, and he couldn't be more happier than at that particular moment."Tell me what's up! Now!" Noah demanded desperately. "We have him here, he's unconscious but he'll come around soon. We're at the abandoned cottage you bought close to the outskirts of town. Is there anything you'd want me to do, boss?" José relayed sharply. "No, just stay there, you'll see me soon enough." Noah replied before picking up everything he needed. Without wasting a single second, he mar
Noah did his best to stay calm and think everything through. But the more he thought about the entire situation, the more infuriated he became. He needed to get all the rage out of his system somehow, and Olivia was not a choice. The only person he could think of at the moment was Michael Black, and every thought of Michael ended with him torturing and beating the living shit out of that man. His hands itched for blood, Michael's blood, and it wasn't long before his yearnings got the better of him. Grabbing his phone, Noah immediately put a call to José, the leader of his henchmen. He paced around the room as the phone rang, his rage rising by the second. He was going to teach Michael to continuously mess with him, and he was going to make sure he enjoyed every bit of his time torturing the bastard!. The phone rang for a while before a deep, gravelly voice answered. "Boss?"Noah didn't waste time with pleasantries, there was far too much to be done for him to waste any time on know
Majority of the drive home was spent in silence, only broken whenever Noah decided to mumble threats under his breath. Olivia didn't reply to any of his mumblings, and that had been for the best. The last thing she wanted was to start an argument in the middle of the road. Noah was already angry enough, and she didn't want to make things any worse, and also the fact that she didn't want other people in traffic to look at them like crazy couples. After twenty long minutes, the car finally came to a halt in front of Noah's mansion, but even then neither of the two wanted to step out. The tension in the air was palpable, and Olivia couldn't help but feel that a war might actually break out anytime soon. Tired of sitting in silence, she made the first move towards the door, and instantly regretted it."Right, walk away first! It's what you always do." Noah lamented the moment Olivia's hands came in contact with the door handle. Rolling her eyes inwardly, Olivia backed away from the doo
"Please give me a chance to explain myself—""Just get in the car, we're not doing this here!" Noah interjected before Olivia had the chance to finish her sentence. Olivia wanted to decline, she wanted to settle everything here before going home with Noah, but refusing to get into the car might just escalate matters even more. She turned towards Michael, and just as she suspected he was against her leaving with Noah, it was visible from the look on his face. Olivia perfectly understood Michael's concern, he didn't trust Noah, and feared that he might harm me in a fit of rage. But I knew Noah a lot better now than ever, and I knew for certain that he wasn't going to hurt me, at least not in the way Michael was envisioning it in his head.Taking in a deep breath, Olivia picked up her purse and immediately exited the house. She walked ahead of Noah who seemed to have some unfinished discussions with Michael. Michael was definitely strong enough to defend himself, so Olivia didn't bothe
With Noah gone, Olivia found the perfect opportunity to pay Michael a visit. They hadn't seen each other since she returned from visiting the Grants, and it was slowly getting to her. However, an opportunity had presented itself, and there was no way she was going to miss it. She picked up her phone and immediately texted Noah, informing him that she would be going to a friend's place. She could have left the house without informing him if she wanted, but had decided against that. She didn't want to get herself in any sticky situations with Noah, especially not at the moment. If he returned and found the house empty, he was definitely going to panic, and she didn't have the patience or strength to answer his litany of questions afterwards. Once she was done informing Noah about her plan to leave the house, Olivia quickly got prepared and immediately set off to Michael's place. She had missed him more than anything, and needed someone to distract her from the pregnancy stress and eve
Noah felt his blood run cold at the sight before him. Surely this was false, right? Dr Gregory was clearly lying to him, right? There was simply no way that Olivia could have lied to him about that. There was no way that baby wasn't his!"Are you playing with me?! Don't fucking play games with me!" Noah bellowed, rage welling up inside of him. This was some sort of joke, and he wasn't here for jokes. "I'm sorry, but these are the real results. Damian hired me to fabricate the results after the tests. Somehow he already knew that the baby wasn't yours, and he called ahead of your visit, giving me enough time to get everything done." Dr Gregory explained. He didn't really care about the family drama that these two were in, getting his money was all that mattered, and his loyalty lied with the highest bidder.Noah didn't want to believe it, but it seemed to make sense now. Perhaps that was what Olivia and Damian had been discussing back then. All of it had been an act, the drama, the t