Black eyes, Blue tears

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TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️  this story may contain  adult language, domestic violence, drug addiction and abuse. 18+ readers only. Know your limits and take mental health breaks.

Olivia Benson was abused most her life. Her mother Serena blamed her everyday for being a reminder of one of the worst days of her life, the rape she never got over. Olivia had learned over the years just to so what her mother said to lighten the abuse. At 19 years old her mother forced her in to a marriage she didn't want, in to the arms of a notorious cartel leader named Brian Cassidy.

*** 3 years later

Life with Brian had been comfortable for the most part. He took care of her as long as she didn't ask a lot of questions and played the doting housewife and mother to their 3 year old daughter Evelyn.

Olivia was up and dressed and making breakfast for herself, Brian and their daughter. she was setting out the 3 plates as Brian walked in to the dining room and kissed her cheek "smells delicious baby."

Olivia smiled slightly "good morning." she said and made her way to the Livingroom where eve was playing with Olivia's tablet. "come on Evie bug time for breakfast." she said picking her daughter up and putting her in her high chair.

"Eggys!" eve exclaimed with a giggle.

Olivia smiled and kissed her daughters head "yes babygirl your favorite." she said and seen Brian sit down to eat and she did the same while watching their daughter.

Brian spoke "So I'm going to be late getting home tonight I have some problems l have to resolve." he continued eating.

She nodded hiding a sigh.

***

Olivia kept herself busy straitening what little needed to be done in thier mansion style home in the Hamptons and took Evelyn to the indoor pool to help her practice learning to swim. She wanted to make sure her daughter had as normal a life as possible and never let her out of her sight knowing rival cartel leaders and gang kingpins would hurt her to get to Brian and his business.

That night after putting Eve to bed she lay on the couch and fell asleep watching old 60s romance movies wishing her life was more like that. She startled awake to the door swinging open and Brian stumbling in extremely drunk and olivia sighed as she slowly stood and walked in to the hall to help him but he gripped her hips and smiled "hey baby." He slurred.

Olivia could smell he reeked of whiskey and beer with a hint of perfume and she rolled her eyes as he leaned in to kiss her and she turned away "stop Brian I'm not in the mood and your drunk off your ass." She sighed.

Brian glared and gripped her arms pulling her closer to him "you don't speak to me that way you understand bitch?" He seethed.

She shoved him away from her "stop it Brian that hurt! Just go to bed." She sighed and turned around to walk away.

Brian was boiling over with anger and pulled her back hard to him "I am your husband and if I want to fuck my wife I will." He hissed.

She pushed his hands off her "I'm not in the mood and especially not when your acting like such a jackass."

He stepped closer to her and without warning  he slapped her and she fell backwards on to the glass coffee table causing it to shatter and gave her a few minor cuts on her lower arms and upper thighs. "Damn it Brian! What the hell?!" Brian had been rough with her before but this was the first time he had ever hit her. She winced as she stood slowly.

Brian realized what he did and he sighed "shit olivia I'm sorry...but damn did you have to act like such a bitch?" He groaned but just stumbled away and up the stairs.

She sighed not wanting to fight anymore tonight she just cleaned herself up and cleaned up the broken glass so eve wouldn't hurt herself on it in the morning and she lay back down on the couch and for the first time in a while she cried herself to sleep wondering if she asked for it. First her mother abuses her and now she had set off Brian and she began to wonder if it was something about her that made people that way with her.