Chapter 15

If only I had known how wrong I was, I would have discussed some more with Tony or maybe even gone to a bar just to prevent my eyes from beholding the terrible sight that waited for me at home.

As I walked into my penthouse, on my sofa was the guy that I had beaten till he was numb on my sofa, looking like he was just breeze by a punch. His head was on Olivia's lap and she was massaging his wounds with a towel damped with warm water.

I heard the sirens in my head come alive. I was so angry and confused that I folded my fist, ready to pounce on this man again. But Tony must have seen my appearance because he held my hand in a strong grip, preventing me from doing whatever was going on in my head.

"Let go of me!" I seethed but the young man wasn't listening and my eyes were still forced to look at the sight of a woman that I wasn't done with holding another man that I went to jail because of.

"Olivia!" I screamed her name and jolted her back from whatever world she had travel