Red Room

Untitled Part 16

Oliver did not say a word as they both walked into the house and when Oliver turned to go walk down the hall Felicity grabbed his hand.

"Oh no, you are coming with me." She started up the stairs and Oliver paused causing her to stop.

"I need to calm down Felicity." His voice was growly, and he still vibrated with anger.

She stepped closer and made sure his eyes met hers. "You are going with me to the red room."

"I don't think that is a good idea right now." Oliver tried to pull away but she held on tight.

"I think it is the perfect idea."

She turned and walked up the stairs and smiled to herself as she felt Oliver follow behind her. He knew what she was doing. She wanted to get him somewhere they both felt in control and as much as he was feeling out of control he went with her.

Felicity pulled out her key and opened the door stepping into the dark room. The low lighting was just what she felt they needed. The lighting and atmosphere would help Oliver to calm down.

Felicity walked over and placed her purse on the couch and then turned to Oliver who was standing with his hands clenched. She knew he needed to get out what he was feeling first, and he knew that as well. Finally his anger burst forth.

"I am going to kill Jamison for putting his hands on you." Oliver's jaw held a tic as he tried to control his temper.

"Do you think he and Helena were working together?" She asked the question, but she already knew the answer.

"Of course, they were. Why would Helena think that I wanted to get back with her? I have not seen nor talked to her in years. Not to mention it has been in the papers that you and I have been in a serious relationship for weeks now." Oliver started to pace, and Felicity watched him lovingly and patiently.

"Maybe Jamison convinced her. If those two were working together then they had a clear plan to separate us. I think Jamison wanted me to walk in on you and Helena."

Oliver's jaw clenched, "She was trying awful hard to get me to kiss her."

Felicity clenched her hands. The thought of that woman touching him made her skin crawl.

"Jamison was persistent as well." She did not have to say anything more. They both knew how far Jamison had taken things tonight and it just made Oliver even more angry.

He pulled out his phone and dialed and Felicity watched curiously as he spoke to the person on the other end of the line. "Harold, listen. I need you to do me a favor. I have decided to pull my business from Jamison. I don't want him or his company anywhere near QC. Please draw up the paperwork to withdraw our business deal and make sure Jamison has to pay for what has transacted so far." Oliver hung up the phone and he noticed Felicity looking at him with a peculiar expression on her face.

"What?"

She stood and walked toward him, her gait slow and deliberate. "Are you sure you want to pull out of this deal with Jamison?"

Oliver's expression was hard and confident. "I am absolutely sure. I am going to make him regret ever laying a finger on you."

Felicity pushed his jacket off his shoulders and placed it on the couch as her eyes roamed over the suspenders and white shirt. "She kissed you?"

Oliver sighed, "I pushed her away immediately Felicity. It was nothing."

"The thought of that woman with her hands on you makes me crazy." She slid her fingers along his suspenders. "I think I need to claim back what is mine."