Love or Hate?

"THY EYES HAVE BLED"

OLIVIA

Damon is supposed to be with Sophia tonight which gives me enough time to pull off a prank.

Due to my bruised arm, I am not able to do heavy lifting just yet which is why I am munching on crisps and biscuits on his bed; making sure all the crumbs fall into place.

Don't want to make it overdramatic or else I'd be stuck cleaning with him for the rest of my life! But gradually I have small yet irritating pranks to be taken action on very soon.

While pondering deep over my evil plots I hear chuckles along with moaning.

Not again!

With my ass still in shock of him being home so early, I leap towards the huge curtains and hide behind it's folds since it was still not drawn.

I could've just walked out but no one knows that I live with the CEO's son. To my colleagues I'm just Olivia Henderson; a photographer.

Halfway amidst the moaning and groaning which I tried very hard to ignore and shield my ears from, I realised the woman did not sound like Sophia... at least when she was talking dirty!

Putting on my detective cap I just had to... investigate. I slowly peeped from behind the curtain and knew it was not Sophia for the blonde mop of hair could not be mistaken for any other model...

DAMON

Sophia texted for a rain check and here I am with my best friend Mason Jefferson. At work it's all about business but outside we're best pals and great drinking buddies.

We're in the bar across our penthouse building taking a few shots. It did little effect to me but Mason already looked a goner. Another one of my mates; Drew offers to get him home while I lay my eyes upon Gwen Rosella.

Fucked a couple of times and right now seeing her in a velvet, body-con fitted dress has my blood rushing south.

I find myself having sex with her at my place that is until her phone chimes and she has the audacity to answer.

My mood being ruined, I bid her goodbye.

I squint my eyes on the floor by the curtains when it moves. Neon coloured socks poking out from beneath it.

Pulling the curtains I find a curled up Olivia with arms locked around her head and eyes shut. Smirking, I sink to eye level and tap her arms and now she was definitely blushing.

"A little warning would've been nice" She scrambles from the floor and dusts off imaginary dust.

"Sophia cancelled sooooo"

"I HEARD Lucifer... why Gwen? Wait, are you drunk?"

"No" I find my eyes blinking a lot and not quite adjusting to the lighting, the hangover is taking me whole.

"Sleep it off. Pretend I was never here but know that not only has my ears bled...my eyes have too!"

"Who told you to watch, you could've joined." She shoves me onto my bed and yeets out of my room.

Turning over in my sheets I feel something under my back, I roll to the other side and find little prickly... crumbs?

Fuckin' olive and her paybacks, instead of me dusting the 'shit' off my bed I decide to fall asleep on my sofa but it's too late once I feel the stickiness and something gooey...