OLIVIA’S POV"I care about you. I love you.’’ I blurted out!Are you kidding me right now?’’ he laughed, "you’re a fucking joke, Liv!’’Pain flashed across my face as I looked at him. “What? What do you mean?’’ I asked him, looking up at him, teary eyed. “You put yourself in danger despite me telling you not to. You disrespect me everyday and you throw yourself at Ashern every chance you get.’’“Ashern..? Is that why you’re saying these things.’’“It's not just him, Liv. For fucks sake, you slept with half the football team in high school, you have always been an insensitive prick, and a whore!’’ I slapped him so hard that I felt the stinging pain in my own hand. He looked at me, anger flashed his features before he began walking back. I watched as he squeezed himself into the tiny entrance, and I followed. We were back in the mansion before I knew it. I watched as he took off his clothes. I knew he was angry but I couldn't understand why. “We have tried to get on the same page ev
OLIVIA’S POVI felt like a spy stuck in a lousy detective movie. Mrs. Grunt had pulled some strings and got us the CCTV recordings from 2 hours ago from the pub across the street. We managed to pull some strings and get ahold of the street light cameras too. "Whoever the intruder was, they were very keen to hide their face. None of these cameras captured him. He kept the hoodie on and he angled his face away from the camera, not even the shadow of the street light caught a percentage of his face. He’s almost a professional at being a ghost.’’ my mother-in-law and I stared at each other, then back at the screen in front of us. "Shouldn’t we go to the police with this evidence?’’"We should but they might end up turning this against Galen?’’ she sighed. "None of the detectives are going to understand that Galen is being blackmailed, they will simply assume that he is in partnership with the killer.’’“But what are we going to do?’’ I tried to hide my panic."We need to take care of t
OLIVIA‘'Fuck me! Harder… harder, Galen!’' Cursed grunts and broken gasps filled the hallway. I stood against the door as I listened.‘'Please… deeper.’' A feminine voice cried out. My brows furrowed. What's going on?I had only just finished my bridal makeup. My wedding dress was waiting for me inside my room and I had very little time to waste around. The moans and screams of pleasure became louder and intense. I barged in. The scene in front of me was enough to bring me a heart attack. In our own matrimonial bed, was none other than Galen, entangled in the sheets with a naked woman. His cock plunged into her pussy as her legs were shamelessly wrapped around his waist. "Olivia," Galen grunted with an eyeroll, barely moving a muscle. His eyes connected with mine as a satisfactory look was plastered on his face. "We're getting married in an hour, you bastard!" I shouted, my fists clenched as I walked towards them. The woman under him buried her face in his chest shyly, yet con
OLIVIAI woke up in an empty bed, feeling my skin cold as the sheets dripped at the bottom of my feet. I sat up, as I rubbed my eyes and looked around the room. Suddenly, I heard the bathroom door creak open and there he was - my husband. The man I hated most in the entire world. "Hey, sleepyhead." he smiled as he emerged from the bathroom in nothing but a towel. I stepped down from the bed, feeling irritated. "We've got company waiting for us downstairs." I shot him an impatient look as he began to move faster, ignoring my discontent. Time was of the essence and I already knew those waiting for us downstairs. "Can you at least finish getting dressed so I can hop in the shower?""What's wrong? It's nothing I haven't seen before." he smirked. "It's not anything you'll ever see ever again." I countered, as I stared at him. He rolled his eyes, ignoring me. He got dressed rather quickly as I busied myself checking emails on my phone. I hated sharing a room with him. "Do you know wh
OLIVIAThe second we were behind closed doors, the entire atmosphere became thick."How dare you?!" he spoke with a high tone as he approached me. "Why did you embarrass me back there?" I looked up at him. ‘'What do you mean? I was just as embarrassed as you are.’'‘'Cut the crap! You knew exactly what you were doing. You both did.'’ he shouted." Tell me something, is this some sick joke you both cooked up to humiliate me on National TV?'’ My eyes widened, as I stared at him. "I don't know what you're talking about."I walk towards the bed as I begin to take off my shoes. "He insulted our marriage, and you had the nerve to flirt with him?""Flirt with him? I did no such thing.’'"Don't play me for a fool Olivia. I saw the way you looked at him. The way you let him touch you.""You're crazy!""Are you planning to sleep with him again?" I stopped in my tracks. A sense of dread washed over me as the memory set in. I felt a tear almost sliding down but I held my ground. "I don't care
GALENPlowing through the crowd and acting happy was a piece of cake. "Yes, I totally agree. I’ll talk to my father about it and we’ll see what our company can do." I smiled, as I held my wife’s hand. I guided her away from Mrs Shirley, feeling exhausted. "And who was that?" "No one you should concern yourself with." I smiled. "Come on, play nice." She sneered. "And besides, our companies are joined now. I need to learn about yours and you need to learn about mine.""Fine. That was Mrs Shirley. She owns a containment company and she handles most of our sales shipments overseas." "And why did she seem displeased?" Olivia pressed, and I took a sip of my champagne. "One of our handlers failed to correctly seal a package, and in turn, the fuse cut and a fire broke out, leading to a loss in not just our own shipment, but a couple of others that Mrs Shirley was handling for other companies.""Lemmi guess, she wants compensation. Right?" Olivia rolled her eyes."Yes, and we’re stalling
OLIVIA"You did what?!" Galen’s voice was raised as he got up abruptly."I'm sorry." I said, burying my face in my hands. "I can’t fucking believe this. It’s been less than a week and you’re already screwed this up?" He put his hands akimbo as he raged. "Is this what you wanted? To embarrass me again?"My eyes shot up to meet his, blood pumped with rage boiled inside of me, as I took in his words. "No. I have never wanted to embarrass you." I countered. "Then why do this now, when the companies just joined?" He raged. His eyes flickered as he stared at me, and then, his lips curved into a smile. "That’s it, isn't it?" Galen quipped, "You’re trying to screw us over?" "Huh?""You and your god forsaken family are trying to milk us dry off… right?"My hand collided with his cheek so quickly that I barely had time to stop myself. He seemed taken aback as he stared at me."Don’t fucking talk about my family like that!" I warned, his face was red with rage as he pummeled out of our room
OLIVIA:Galen followed me up the stairs like a man on fire. I've never seen him that agitated before. There had been a mixture of feelings on his face before he finally settled to anger and disbelief. I entered our bedroom, and he was right behind me. He slammed the door shut, I turned to look at him, startled. "What do you want?'’ I shrugged and walked past him. "How dare you?!" He bellowed. "Tell me that isn't true. You lied to me. You couldn’t have done that!" His voice was almost breaking. "Why would I lie about something like that?" he gasped. "This is the answer you always wanted, Galen. You asked the question for 5 years and you’ve always hated me for not clarifying it. This is the truth now. It wasn't just Ashern. It was Philip as well." horror struck his eyes as he stepped back. He looked at me as though I had grown two heads. That look of pain in his eyes was exactly what I desired. Yet, it didn't feel so good. Seeing him in pain put me in pain. Why did I feel this way