To Intrigue a Cavelli [The Seven Cavelli Brothers #1]

19. | Decision |

Ollie was a mess. She hadn't felt this awkward and off her feet since she'd had her first kiss back in junior high. But this feeling seemed much stronger and it did not make her feel better. Neither Luca nor Dimitri were home and the quiet atmosphere was making her even harder not to think about Vitelli. That infuriating man.

Yet, Ollie knew her options were rather limited and quite pitiful. She could always move again, this time farther from her usual neighborhoods, but she was sure it would only be a matter of time before whoever was stalking her found her yet again. And Vitelli's offer was very tempting. Ollie takes a deep breath to calm her nerves before she sit flops down on the couch and puts a hand over her eyes. She feels a headache coming on.

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After a tub of ice cream, some pacing, a few angry snarls, a few calls to Dimitri and an awful lot of thinking, Ollie finally makes up her mind. She wasn't going to run away. Ollie wasn't pleased with herself for running away from her attraction to Vitelli either. So Ollie packs a bag, taking nothing other than her most essentials and prays that she wouldn't regret taking the step and dials Vitelli's number.

He picks up after the second ring. "I'll come pick you up in 20 minutes. Lock the door. Don't open it unless you are sure it is me." He says. Vitelli doesn't even sound surprised. It was like the man was expecting her call anytime.

She sits on the edge of her sofa and glances periodically at the door as she waits for Vitelli. His words were playing on repeat in her head.

I want you. In any way I can get you.

Exactly twelve minutes and fourteen seconds later, there's a knock on the door and Vitelli's voice comes through the comm link. "Olivia, are you ready?" He asks and Ollie takes a few seconds to compose herself. Mentally berating herself for being so out of sorts, over a man nonetheless.

"Coming!" She calls as she opens the door. Vitelli smirks on seeing her and raises an eyebrow at her small suitcase. "Are you sure that is all you will be needing?" He asks her and she nods. "Yes."

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Other than discussing her schedule, the car ride to Vitelli's place was rather uneventful. He had informed her that there would be atleast one security guard accompanying her from home to work and back at all times and until the threat was dealt with, she was take someone with her when going outside. The notion of being babysat did not sit well with her, but Ollie was still too shaken to argue against it.

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Somewhere else:
The sound of breaking glass echoed through the empty room as a man snarls into the phone. "Are you sure she was with him?" He demands and the person confirms it. The man growls as he runs a hand through his hair and cuts the call.

"I always knew you were a whore, Olivia. But I thought I told you what would happen if you dare sought another man's attention." Behind him, are dozens of pictures of Ollie, in various places, during different days. Somewhere recent and others were fairly old. It was a whole shrine dedicated to her. A map marked various spots she had frequented as well.

"You won't like what is going to happen, little Olivia. But I am going to enjoy showing you just who you belong to." The man pours himself a glass of whiskey and dials a number.

"I need you to buy me some flowers. Roses, red only. And send them to this address." He tells the person on the other line.
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I finally updated but its a piss poor short chapter. The coming ones will be longer I promise. And steamier too.

love,
ceelia.