Olivia headed towards Michael's office only to discover that he had left early for the day. It was rare, but it was something she was used to, especially during days like this. She knew he wasn't exactly thrilled that she had been intimate with Noah, and that was exactly why she had wanted to see him, to make sure he wasn't hurting, and also to distract herself from the fact that her best friend had betrayed her. The sun was already dipping down the horizon by the time Olivia left the office. She had contacted Noah, and he had cautioned her to stay put until he was there to pick her. After what happened last time, he had no intention of letting her drive home alone by herself, especially not at this hour. She remained sat in her car, unsure if she should actually wait for Noah or just go home. It had been over twenty minutes since he called, and she was bored out of her mind while waiting in her car. Bored, Olivia rhythmically tapped her fingers on the steering wheel. She was losin
Olivia sat beside Noah's unconscious body, her fist clenched while her entire body shook with rage. Even though she was currently conflicted about her emotions for Noah, seeing him hurt and unconscious on a hospital bed was enough to make her boil over in anger. Who was that man, and who on earth had sent him?! Was it Damian, or was this an entirely new enemy? Her thoughts raced back to her first kidnapping, and how unremorseful Damian had been. He had done this once before, and Olivia genuinely doubted that he wasn't responsible for this second attempt. Grabbing her phone, she exited Noah's room and went to the hallway to speak to the man whom she believed was the cause of everything. If she could, she would probably never call Damian after what he had done. However, it was necessary that she cautioned him. If Damian thought he could come and mess up her life anytime he felt like it, then he was in for a rude awakening. "Olivia, you called—""Listen up here you son of a bitch! I'm
For a moment Olivia was completely stunned and unsure of how to react to the information she had just received. Lisa? Surely Damian was not talking about her best friend now, was he? Olivia didn't believe it. Yes, Lisa might have betrayed her by going to be with Noah despite knowing about her relationship with him. But wanting her dead was an entirely different conversation. Why would Lisa want her dead? What did she ever do to Lisa for her to feel that way?"What?! What on earth are you saying, Damian?!" Olivia asked in a frantic voice. "How did you come to that conclusion, tell me now!" "Calm down, Olivia, I'll tell you everything you need to know." Damian said as he gestured for her to control her spiked breathing. Her reaction to his words were completely expected. In fact, it was a lot milder than how Damian had expected her to react. But surprisingly, she was actually willing to listen to him rather than condemn and send him away. "I don't know if you're aware, but Lisa and No
Amelia tossed Michael's phone aside, the rage in her eyes evident as she turned towards Michael who was still bound up. "Why is she still calling? Why is she still alive? What on earth is Mark doing?!" Amelia hissed as she paced up and down the warehouse. It had been more than four hours since Mark left, and she was yet to receive any update from him. Killing one girl can't be that difficult now, could it? So why was he taking so long?!"Nobody does anything right nowadays!" She lamented underneath her breath as her hands balled into a fist.Michael kept his eyes on her, he could tell she was frustrated and he didn't know if he should take delight in her pain or be afraid that she might implode and do something to herself or him. He had spent the last hour trying to talk her out of this nonsense, but Amelia wasn't listening. Her hatred for Olivia had grown far beyond what he could comprehend, and it was clear that she had her mind made up. "There's still time, Amy. Stop all of this
Getting a call from Olivia had been shocking, but it didn't compare to the fear that had washed over Lisa's entire body the moment Lisa heard that Noah was in the hospital. Without an ounce of hesitation, Lisa had jumped out of bed, gotten ready and had immediately left for the city hospital. She knew Olivia would be there, and she knew she would have to face Olivia once she got there, but Lisa didn't care. Noah was hurt, and she just couldn't see herself sitting still and doing nothing while the man she loved suffered on a hospital bed. Unsure if she was in the right head to drive, Lisa took a taxi to the hospital. It only took her five more minutes, but she had gotten there regardless. Anxious and scared she rushed forward only to run into an unexpected figure right in front of the hospital entrance. "Damian?" She exclaimed as she came face to face with Noah's younger brother. He was the last person she had expected to see here. Why was he here? Was he the one who hurt Noah? Or w
Although Olivia was happy that Noah had been discharged, her mind was still troubled. She hadn't heard from Michael in three days now, and whenever she tried to call him, it would always go on voicemail. Under normal circumstances, she likely would have gone to pay him a visit at his house. But thanks to Noah's health, she hadn't been able to get any free time to herself. But now, Noah had been discharged, and finally she could have some little bit of time to herself. She needed to see Michael, to know how he was doing and why he wasn't replying to her calls and text messages. She was worried, and it was slowly beginning to drive her insane. After a quick shower, Olivia applied some light makeup to cover up the fact that she hadn't been getting proper sleep for the past three days. Then she slid into one of her gowns before heading out of her room. She was going to make this quick, a few minutes at Michael's and she would be back. She just wanted to make sure that he was alright. On
Even though Noah had assured her that he would send his men out to check on Michael, Olivia remained restless. Only this time, it wasn't just her mind. Her whole body felt like a log, and she wouldn't stop getting these waves of nausea. She sat at the edge of her bed, her head resting in her hands as another wave of nausea washed over her. The nauseating feeling had started when they were still at the hospital, but she had waved it off and blamed it on the strong smell of drugs in the air. However, now she wasn't so sure the drugs were the problem.Getting up from her bed, she walked slowly toward the refrigerator to grab a bottle of water. It wasn't just the nausea, she kept migraines from time to step. Perhaps it was because she hadn't had a good night's rest in a while. Noah had been right, she needed rest.After gulping down half of the bottle, Olivia returned to bed, desperate to get some rest. And while her body was clearly tired, her eyes refused to close, and her consciousnes
Olivia's suspicion was proven right when the test strip confirmed that she was indeed pregnant. The remaining strength in her body had completely dissipated after the discovery. She just sat still, unsure of what to do from now onwards. At this point she had no idea who was responsible for this pregnancy. It could be Noah, and it could be Michael. Olivia genuinely prayed that it was the latter, but the only way she could know for sure was by going to the hospital. It was a task she couldn't do at the moment. Not because she was too weak to do so, but because Noah would likely want to come with her. After what had just happened, she highly doubted she would be leaving the house without some sort of security. Getting up from the toilet seat, Olivia cleaned herself, freshened up a bit, before returning to her bedroom. She walked out of the bathroom to meet Noah settled on her bed. He had a concerned look on his face, one that he tried to hide behind a false smile that didn't reach his
"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