Veronica's Vendetta

~ the girl has his heart ~

Two years ago.

"You pushed a girl to fucking suicide, are you happy now?" Olivia screamed at her boyfriend whilst hitting his chest.

Immediately news broke of Keira Adams' death, the ROYALS had flown out to the Herrera hotel in New York, in order to clear their head. Olivia made a beeline to her suite straightaway and Alexander followed, trying to get her to calm down.

"Don't act like this was all me" Alexander said to her, his voice calm. He never raises his voice at her, he never gets harsh with her. As much as he would love to deny it, the girl has his heart.

"You're a fucking bastard" She hissed, her hand landing across his cheek in a loud slap. He didn't even flinch, he deserved everything he was getting and he knew it. He took Olivia's wrists and pressed their foreheads together.

"I know, I'm sorry" He murmured in response

"I never meant for it to go this far" Olivia croaked out, her eyes glassy with tears that threatened to fall. She genuinely loved Keira.

"I know" He said again, pulling her into a hug and kissing her hair.

"I fucked up, Olivia, I know that. I know I've hurt you countless times, and I know you despise me right now. But I promise you I'm truly sorry this time, I'll change, I'll do better, I swear to you. I love you way too much to lose you. I could never stop loving you" He whispered softly into her ear, and Olivia remembered why she fell in love with him in the first place. Alexander was gentle, he treated her like she was fragile, he listened to her, he cared about her.

The thing was she knew how bad of a person he was, she knew the things he had done, but she also knew she'd be a fool to think he would let her leave him. So she let herself relax in his touch, she allowed him to lie to her, she allowed herself to experience their toxic love once again.