"Why is Mariah calling you?" I asked my eyes still on the phone

"I uh I-"

I opened his phone as there was no passcode. Mariah messaged popped on the top.

I will tell her. I will show her this picture.

It read.

What picture?

The next thing I saw ripped my heart.

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It was a photo of Mariah sitting on Charles lap kissing him.

The phone fell down from my hands, as tears started falling down my cheeks.

I looked at Charles in bewilderment

"Olivia believe me it's not true" he picked the phone up seeing the picture.

"You lie. You fucking lie to me every time" I pushed him away as I ran. I need to get out of this house. Away from him.

"Olivia"

"Olivia listen to me. I swear-" I closed the door before he could say any further. I walked inside the elevator hoping it would close in time. Before he could reach it closed.

I could not believe I trusted him. He was fooling me this whole time and here I came 3 in the morning just for him. I'm so stupid. I'm so fucking stupid.

I walked towards my car hurriedly, starting the engine up. I saw Charles marching towards me. I looked at him one last time and drove off.

My chest is getting heavy and my eyes are blurry.

I wipe up my tears, but they kept coming up again and again.

I was so consumed by the pain that I didn't saw a car coming in full speed towards me I hurriedly step on the break before it hit.

I stepped out looking at the black van in front of me.

"What-" before I can complete my sentence, big guys fully dressed in black grabbed me by my arms harshly.

"What the fuck" that's the last thing I said before everything turned black.

I watch her car speed away as I stood there helpless.

Sighing deeply, I walked back inside.

Sitting on a couch I held my head with my hands, her soft lips, I can still feel the softness of them on my lips.

How do I tell her that I didn't do anything?

I drive to my club as I needed something to distract me. I can't shake of the image of Olivia with that guy. Did she really move on that quick? No, she wouldn't. But what if she has.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck" I shouts as I hit my hands on the steering wheel.

Opening the door, I hop out and slammed it back harshly. I headed towards VIP room. The loud music blasting as drunk people dance around.

Kevin was already there, he walked towards me as soon as he saw me.

"Are you alright?" He asked, if it was some other day I would have laugh at his concern as he is 6'5 tall with built up body.

"Yes. Get me a drink" I sat on the couch, rubbing my head. Kevin asked the guy to bring us some drink as he sat next to me.

"Did you call her?" He asked

"No, I lost her number. Ask Joey to find out her number and give it to me ASAP" I tell him, a girl dressed in a little piece of clothes appeared with our drinks.

I grabbed the shot and took it.

After a while I was drunk, but the hurt is still there. Maybe I'm not drunk enough..

I reached out for another drink when Kevin stopped me, "That's enough, you had enough"

"Don't tell me what to do. I'm your boss" I glared at him

"And a friend, so stop being a dick" he slide the glasses away from my reach.

I need to use the bathroom. I stood up stumbling a little.

"Where are you going?" Kevin interrogate

"Bathroom, wanna join?" I asked sarcastically

"Be quick"

"Don't fucking order me" I yelled as I kept walking towards the bathroom.

I did my business, washed my hands. I was about to walk out when a girl dressed in red pushed me inside again against the wall

"Hey" I shouts

"Missed me Charles" I know that voice. Before it could register me, she was kissing my neck and her hands were inside my shirt.

As her face came close to me, I grab her by hair pulling her face away from me.

"You bitch" I said seething

"Hello love" she smirked, her hands reaching up inside my shirt.

I pulled her hands down, "touch me again, you are dead" my voice cold and deadly.

Her eyes flashing fear for a second but she started grinning again..

"Now don't pretend, you obviously care for me. It took me to hit myself just for you to believe me and it actually worked. You really care" she trails her forefinger on my face.

"You are mine Charles. I won't let anyone have you" with that she walked away

She might took that photo when she pushed me inside the bathroom. She planned all this. She knew Olivia and I will get back together so she took that photo to blackmail me.

She is psycho, she bruised herself, harmed herself just to stay here with me. That girl is dangerous, I have be aware. Olivia needs to know, what if Mariah does anything to her.

I need to tell her. I called her but her phone was switched off. I think I should wait till morning, right now she don't even want to hear my voice.

I toss around my bed as I was unable to sleep. I was getting more and more worried for some reason. Maybe I'm overthinking.

Huffing I jumped out of my bed, the sun was rising as I walked towards the window. It was 7 in the morning when I went to make coffee.

My mind is constantly thinking about how things went wrong. We were going well. Everything was so good and just one misunderstanding, bam everything ruined.

Ringing sound of phone interrupted my thoughts, unknown number?

Mariah, that bitch never really give up

"I swear I -"

"Charles, Freya here" a squeaky voice came from the phone

"Uh yes Freya" I crunched my eyebrows

"Is Olivia there? I haven't seen her since the morning and my car is gone"

"Olivia came here early in the morning. But something happened and she left. It's been 4 hours since she left"

"But she is not here. She didn't come home" Freya said worriedly

"What do you mean she didn't come home? She left my place I saw myself as she drove off"

"I'm telling the truth, her bed it's unused"

I flopped down on the couch, where did she go?

"Okay don't worry. I will call Brandon ask if he knows anything. You call Mrs. Williams maybe she went orphanage" I said nervously.

I dialed Brandon number with my trembling hands, I have never been this nervous in my entire life.

"Bro where the fuc-"

"Brandon no time for this. Did Olivia call you in last few hours?" I just got to the point.

"No she didn't. why? What happened?"

"I don't know. She came here at my place something happened, she left crying but she didn't go to her apartment"

"Calm down. I'm coming there"

Police. I need to call the police.

"Charles" Sarah came running towards me, hugging me.

"Did you call the police?" Brandon asked

"Yes I did. They will be here any minute" I was growing more anxious. I knew something happened, I should have done something. Stopped her or followed her.

The police came as they started asking me questions.

"What happened before she left your place?" He asked

"I was drunk so she came here to see if I'm alright. We were sitting here on the couch when my phone started to ring, there was some photos of me and another girl. Olivia saw it and left" I explained, lowering my head down. Guilt, guilt is what I'm feeling right now.

"Another girl?"

"Mariah Reed" I told them.

"Are you fucking serious?" Brandon shouts.

"It's not what you think. She tricked me into it and she has being playing this whole time" I stated frustrated

"Do you think she might be involved in this?" Inspector asked

You are mine Charles. I won't let anyone have you.

Her voice started ringing inside my brain.

Will she do something that serious? Fear started creeping up inside me.

"I think she might have kidnapped Olivia"