Protecting Her

DAVION

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"I thought I told you not to get involved Davion." Olivia queried me the minute I stepped out of the company where I had gone to confront the reporter who had hit her earlier.

"Why don't you ever listen to me?" She groaned feeling frustrated. "I know that you're a billionaire and you're used to doing things on your own but when I say that I don't want you to get involved in something, I truly mean it Davion."

"She harassed you."

"Because I stepped on her. It's a logical explanation. If I hadn't stepped on her then she wouldn't have hit me." She tried to explain to me but I wouldn't listen.

"That's what you want to go with? Would you had hit someone else if you were in her shoes?"

"No I wouldn't—"

"Because you know it's wrong and you also know that it was a mistake. She had no right to hit you that way Olivia. How long would you let people step on you?" I asked, the veins on my forehead slowly visible. Why couldn't she just understand that I am doing my very best to help her.