"I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain it to myself."

--Franz Kafka

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Daxton

I heard a knock on the door.
My mouth dropped when I saw her in that dress. Damn!! She is looking so hot, revealing every curve of her body. While Marcus wrapping his arms around her neck and hugging her tightly. He slips from her arms and rushed towards me.
My eyes captured the best view I had ever seen. But I'm not the only one who is enjoying it. there is one more person in the room. DAMN IT!!

I tried to hold my anger but I have no time to make things worse. Olivia needs a lawyer and De Luca is one of the best lawyers in the US who is currently admiring My Olivia's beauty. Of course, am not the one who is going to bound my woman what to wear or not. It's not my thing. It's her life, her body and she has all the rights to wear whatever she wants. The problem is De Luca's lusty eyes. I called jade in the meanwhile to take Marcus.

Before I even said anything De Luca said with a big smile.

"Mr.Reed, we were waiting for you"
The grin on his moon-shaped lips turned the volcano in my veins. I take a deep breath to calm down my anger. But it's not working at all.

She heads towards the round table where De Luca is sitting near my bar, grabbed the chair elegantly. Wow, elegance is in her nerves.

"Miss Reed, Are you ready? "

"Yes, I'm ...Mr. Armando," She said hesitantly.

"So, Let's start from the beginning. Can you please tell us the whole story". He takes out his notes as I told him not to record a single thing.

" I- I ". She stutter.
I hold her hand and squeeze it lightly to calm her.

" Alfred, my father, he used to beat my mother a lot, and when he was drunk he even raped her, not even once but multiple times" She squeezes her eyes and I felt her pounding heart fast in that little body. It's going to be difficult for her to reveal the family secrets that she locked in her heart. I caress her back gently.

"When I tried to stop him, he beat me too with his buckle belt. Last time, when he was holding a knife and yelling at my mother. I couldn't control my anger. Before he laid a finger on my mother, I smashed the baseball bat on his head. He fell on the floor, tried to grab some air, and was shocked when he saw blood dripping from his head." she said while taking a deep breath.

"Let's just cut it off for today. Make sure to prove it as self-defense". De Luca nodded and left with his bag.

"It was not just a self-defense" she stammers between her words looking at her little fingers.

"Huh! C'mon Olivia. I know you, you are -"

"No, you don't. I'm not a saint Mr.Devil. I want him dead every freaking day. Prayed to God that he couldn't make it. But God spares these devil's life to torture us. Right?"
Guilt! No, there's not the slightest guilt in her eyes but her eyes raging with anger.

Wait! Did she just call me Mr.Devil just like that?
"Neither am a Saint as you know. We all have raging anger for things but we kept them in our hearts which eventually kill us slowly from inside. So, from now on you can blast the anger on me. I'm here for your anger. Come here".

I pulled her in my arms and my heart melts when she wrapped her little arms around my tensed body.

She chuckled.
It seems like I got my heaven in this hell. She is my happy place.

Olivia

The atmosphere got tense when I enter Mr.Devil. He examined me from top to bottom and when he shared his glare with Mr.Armando his body tensed.

This whole time, he seems distracted as anxiously he was rubbing his hands back and forth. Sending death glares to Armando from time to time. What's wrong with him? Why is he acting weird all of a sudden? At first, he was angry for god knows what? And now he is comforting me in his muscular yet polar bear hug. Polar bear because his body radiates hell lot of energy.

Out of the blue, Catherine's words replayed in my brain. I pulled myself back and straighten my dress.
"I need to go. Thank you for your help, Sir"

While I was looking for my mother, I saw an old man with his cane.
"Excuse me, Sir. Could you please tell me? Have you seen my-"
When he turns, examines me with those sharp detective eyes.
There are some similarities between him and Mr.Devil. Oh crap! He is Boss's father.

"Are you his another wh-"
Before he completes the word I interrupt in between.

"No, Sir!! Am his secretary"
passes him a plain smile.

He tilts his head and examines me from top to bottom. Okay, this is getting uncomfortable. I pulled my dress downwards to cover my thighs but unfortunately, it doesn't help more.

"Since, when did he start appointing whores like you? Disgraceful!!" He looks at me with disgust. I tighten my fist to control my anger.

"Sir,-"
Before I speak anything Mr.Devil hollered from behind.

"Father"
I left them there, rather than jumping into their toxic relationship.

I saw mom coming towards me. I grab her hand and pulled her towards the door.
These rich people!! What the fuck is wrong with them. They think every other person is whore except them.

Daxton

"Father" I heard what he said to Olivia.

"Oh yeah!! I need a word with you"
He hollered back. Ticking his cane on the marble he heads towards the office.

"Indeed, We need"
I slammed the door behind me whilst he sat on my desk.

"You can't appoint your whores as a secretary" slamming his cane on the desk.

"Don't fucking use that word for her. Her name is Olivia. Keep that in your mind". I hollered back pointing a finger towards him. I grab the bottle and pour some whisky for myself and gulp down in one. So, strong that it burns my throat. It helps me to deal with this Old guy.

" Uh-huh. Since when did you get attached to these types of girls" He is getting into my nerves now. Placing his foot comfortably on the desk.

"First of all. She is my secretary. None of your fucking business. This company is mine now. Stay the hell out of it. Remember, When you asked me to take over your company. You made this promise that you are not going to involve in any type of business from now on. So, get the hell out of my office now".
I take a deep breath and this old man is now pissed as hell. I smirked.

"You little brat, You are nothing like Liam. I wish he could be alive instead of-- " He stopped in between.

I laughed and gulp down another glass of my Irish whisky. "Your words don't surprise me anymore. Complete the word, Father. You want Liam over me. I knew it from the start" He is not the only one who wants Liam alive. But am not selfish like my father, he wants him for the business as he was more disciplined. But I want him because he was my loving brother, my other half.

He takes me back from my reverie."Yes because you are always a pain in my ass".

"Well, all thanks to you. You were lacking in parenting" I look at my and Liam's picture hanging on the right wall. Liam was a father to me, he cared about me like a mother. Father was always busy in his business trips, whenever we need him, he throws is his money. Money can't buy happiness, relationships, love. Not even it fills the void in my heart.

"Indeed, you are disgraceful as a son. I have no other choice to hand over the company to you. I don't want that girl in my house or office again. Mark my words" He took his cane and head towards the door.

"Well, Father as your disgraceful son. Am not going to follow your orders like before. Now, Would you please take your old ass outside my office". He slammed the door with full force. My phone buzzes on the desk.

" Yes, Jade"

"Boss, we got her father. But he wants to negotiate with you rather than us. We checked all the blocks. It's safe. I'll send you the address"

(*Timeskip*)

It's the same old cracky building where Olivia lived before. what's Alfred doing here?  Never mind. Jade escort me to the room.

The darkroom is stinking badly with an unpleasant smell. Alcohol bottles are scattered in the whole room. The dark-haired man sitting on a ripped sofa, holding a glass of alcohol of course. Paint almost vanishes from the walls and rats run on the floor as they own this apartment. Lights flickering gives the feel of a horror movie.

Jade places a chair which is in quite a good condition as compared to the other things in the apartment. I handover my coat, loosen my tie and rolled my sleeves.

"So, Mr.White, How about we negotiate"?
I asked him nicely rather than bashing his face for what he did with Olivia and her mother. My inner demon already gave me so many ideas to slit his throat and cut off his arms and imprint a mark on his soul.

" About what?" He laughed like a lunatic.

"You take back your case and I'll give you whatever you want". I don't want to waste much time with this sicko who hurt women for his pride.

" Why do you care so much about that filthy slut" He gulps down the alcohol.

I pushed the chair backward and grabbed his collar with a blink of an eye and smash my fist on his wrinkled face which leads to a cut on his lip.
"I am done with people calling her names. I'll cut your fucking tongue if you use that word again"

"Sir" Jade called me from behind. I pulled out a dollar and slammed the money on his chest."Buy a bandage".

He licks the blood and laughed hard.
"This is how you negotiate, Rich bastards".

Jade and other men pulled out their guns and pointed their weapons at him. But Alfred doesn't seem afraid.

" Calm down Boys"
I assure Jade that everything is under control.

"Let's get straight to the point. What do you want?" I don't want to spend eternity here with this maniac.

"Uh-huh!! That's how I want. Please me!!" He places one leg on another and acts like I'm going to beg.

"50 million dollars," He said...

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