Precap
"Why is Mariah calling you?" I asked my eyes still on the phone
"I uh I-"
I opened his phone as there was no passcode. Mariah messaged popped on the top.
I will tell her. I will show her this picture.
It read.
What picture?
The next thing I saw ripped my heart.
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It was a photo of Mariah sitting on Charles lap kissing him.
The phone fell down from my hands, as tears started falling down my cheeks.
I looked at Charles in bewilderment
"Olivia believe me it's not true" he picked the phone up seeing the picture.
"You lie. You fucking lie to me every time" I pushed him away as I ran. I need to get out of this house. Away from him.
"Olivia"
"Olivia listen to me. I swear-" I closed the door before he could say any further. I walked inside the elevator hoping it would close in time. Before he could reach it closed.
I could not believe I trusted him. He was fooling me this whole time and here I came 3 in the morning just for him. I'm so stupid. I'm so fucking stupid.
I walked towards my car hurriedly, starting the engine up. I saw Charles marching towards me. I looked at him one last time and drove off.
My chest is getting heavy and my eyes are blurry.
I wipe up my tears, but they kept coming up again and again.
I was so consumed by the pain that I didn't saw a car coming in full speed towards me I hurriedly step on the break before it hit.
I stepped out looking at the black van in front of me.
"What-" before I can complete my sentence, big guys fully dressed in black grabbed me by my arms harshly.
"What the fuck" that's the last thing I said before everything turned black.
Charles POV
I watch her car speed away as I stood there helpless.
Sighing deeply, I walked back inside.
Sitting on a couch I held my head with my hands, her soft lips, I can still feel the softness of them on my lips.
How do I tell her that I didn't do anything?
24 hours ago..
I drive to my club as I needed something to distract me. I can't shake of the image of Olivia with that guy. Did she really move on that quick? No, she wouldn't. But what if she has.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck" I shouts as I hit my hands on the steering wheel.
Opening the door, I hop out and slammed it back harshly. I headed towards VIP room. The loud music blasting as drunk people dance around.
Kevin was already there, he walked towards me as soon as he saw me.
"Are you alright?" He asked, if it was some other day I would have laugh at his concern as he is 6'5 tall with built up body.
"Yes. Get me a drink" I sat on the couch, rubbing my head. Kevin asked the guy to bring us some drink as he sat next to me.
"Did you call her?" He asked
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ORPHANAGE GIRL
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