America's Princess (Random Updates)

Chapter 36

"Are you sure I'm doing the right thing?" Olivia asked as she bordered the jet. "My stomach is in knots."

"You don't have to do this," Ava said as she plopped down in the seat next to her. "They said they can reach out to someone else, you were just their first want."

Olivia sighed and turned to look out the window. "I love that they want me but at the same time I don't know if I am ready to go back to that. I want to stay in Russia but I also really love this screenwriting."

"They did say that everyone offered to go at your pace and are eagerly waiting to work with you," Ava pointed out. "The producers state in the email that if you need a break then all you have to do is say something. And they found a place for everyone and it's away from the rest of the cast so we will still have privacy. Everyone has also signed NDA's so that will help."

"Yeah," Olivia smiled, "and it's away from the old...place."

"Exactly," Ava smiled, "let's just try it out and if it's too much then you don't have to do it. With Kota being your new manager and Blackbourne drawing up the contracts and Ben handling everything, no more pressures and no more forced jobs."

Olivia beamed, "you're right, it's going to be different, better."

"You doing okay, Angelos Mou?" Silas asked as he came to sit across from them.

"Yeah," she nodded before smiling softly, "just nervous to get back into acting."

"You'll do great," Silas praised, "and we'll be there with you."

She looked up at him gratefully, "thank you." He barely nodded as she turned to look out the window. "I can go back, right?"

"Yes," Owen said as he walked up to them. She turned to look up into his gray eyes and a soft sigh of relief left her lips as her breathing became calmer the more he stared down at her. "At any moment you need to leave, we will go back to the Ravenstahl residence. It's in your contract as well so there will be no ramifications for you needing to walk away, whether that be permanently or needing a break. Just say the word and we leave."

Tears welled up in her eyes as she launched herself at him. He quickly caught her and held her tighter to him. "Thank you," she barely whispered as her body trembled. She didn't realize just how much this was making her anxiety flare up until his words washed over her like a comforting blanket.

"Of course Darling," he whispered back as he continued to hold her. He wasn't going to release her until she made the move. He finally felt her loosen her grip and step back as a soft blush creeped up her neck and face. He forced himself not to smirk as her nerves started to fill her mind, he held her chin between his thumb and finger, "Anytime you need it, just do it," he murmured. "Anytime."

Her breath hitched as her eyes widened slightly in shock then relief, "Yes Sir," her answer barely reached his ears, making his eyes darken at her response.

"Fix your answer," he demanded, "now."

Her eyes squinted in confusion as he watched the wheels turn in her brain as she tried to figure out what he meant. He waited, now glad he had more patience then most of his family. Her hands slid from around his neck down to his chest as her fingers started to play with his tie. His patience started to fade as he forced himself not to take the tie from between her fingers and straighten it. A low rumble left his throat as a slight warning, making her eyes lift back to his steel ones.

"Yes, Owen?" she whispered nervously.

His millimeter smirk formed on his lips as he pushed a strand of her hair out of her eyes, "Good girl." He watched in amusement as the blush grew deeper as she pulled herself out of his arms and sat back down in her chair and Veles placed his head on her lap. Silas smirked once Owen's eyes landed on him then turned his attention back to his book.

"Everything okay?" Sean asked once Owen was sitting down beside him.

"Yes," Owen replied vaguely before pulling some papers out of his briefcase so he could focus on some work that he had been neglecting.

"Once we get there and I see the place, I'll get started on fixing it the fuck up for us," Gabe said as he huffed in annoyance. "Our shit better not get fucking delayed again. I fucking hate shopping in a goddamn country I haven't been to before. I hate not knowing shit."

"Then learn and shut up," Kota glared at him as he pushed his laptop across to him. "Iceland is actually beautiful from what I have looked up."

"Think we will see the Loch Ness Monster?" Luke chuckled as he tossed a gummy bear in his mouth.

"That's actually in the Scottish Highlands in Scotland," Kota corrected as he turned a page in his book. "But we could probably visit there one day if she continues to act. A lot of movies have been filmed in Scotland because of the land."

"I said no, Ava."

The men grew quiet as they turned their focus to Olivia and Ava.

"I know, Boss," Ava shook her head. "I'm working on it."

"I mean it, Ava, my answer is no," Olivia demanded as she started to pace. "I won't do it. I won't. I will ask Yevgeny to turn this plane around and I mean it. I don't care if it makes me sound diva again, I won't do it. I can't! It HAS to be Nathan and Luke and Yevgeny, it HAS to be!"

"I understand Boss," Ava said as she followed Olivia calmly. "I'm working on it, I promise."

"What's wrong, Peanut?" Nathan asked as he caught her and held her face in his hands. "Talk."

"It has to be you," she pleaded, "it has to be."

"Okay," he nodded, "I hear you, Peanut. I'll do it. So, tell me, what are you changing my, Luke, and Raven's titles to now? What fun are we doing?"

"Personal trainers," Ava smirked as she continued to type on her tablet. "There will be some fighting scenes and they want Boss to train with someone she doesn't know. Some up and coming stunt coordinator neither of us have heard of before. Some guy by the name of...Niko Bozic."

"That's Russian," Olivia trembled, "what if–"

"Nyet," Raven and Vlad said at the same time. "Croatian."

"But still...," she tried to clear her throat, "new. We don't know–"

"Hey, listen to me," Nathan said while trying to calm her down. "Listen," he tilted her head back a little more so she was forced to look into his blue eyes, "who wrote your contract?"

"Dakota," she murmured.

"Good," Nathan smiled, "and who looked over it before approving it?"

"Owen," she replied.

"So do you think you will be forced to do anything you are uncomfortable with?" Nathan pressed.

Her shoulders dropped as the weight left her, "no."

"Good," he smirked. "So there is nothing to worry about, Peanut. If you only feel comfortable learning how to fight, even play fighting for the cameras, with us then that is what we will do. Besides, why would you even want to learn how to fight with some nobody when you have the best of the best already with you?" He winked at her, beaming when he heard her giggles come from his chest where her face was pressed as she clung to him.

"Egor train you too," Vlad grunted as he took the tablet from Ava's hands. "Egor train Zolotse too. Raven train Egor, why right hand man. He teach good."

Olivia smiled as she hugged Vlad, "Spasibo."

"Da," Vlad grunted as he awkwardly patted her back, making Raven chuckle.

Corey opened his laptop, "I'll see what I can find out about this new dude."