Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of the earth, overlying our hard hearts.

-Charles Dickens

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Olivia

Bald Officer with dull face  me with a plain smile."Excuse me, Miss"

"I am Olivia White" without showing a little glimpse of fear I told him. He shares a glance with the man I hate the most in this fucking world and he nodded to the officer.

"Miss.White, you are under arrest for attempting murder of your father, Alfred White".
He pulled out handcuffs and I glanced at my colleagues who are taking pictures and making videos, gossiping about me.

I rolled my eyes and the officer waiting for me to cuff my wrists with that steel.

" You don't need this, I am willingly coming with you" He placed the handcuffs back in his pocket.

I nodded to Sophia but she is standing there like a mannequin. I whispered in her ear."Keep it a secret from my mother".

I sit in the car silently looking for ideas to get rid of this problem. Though, there's no doubt that I am the main suspect as well as my mother. I'm not going to let anything happen to her as long as I live. She already suffered a lot. In any case, If things would go downside. I'll make sure that they wouldn't go after my mother.

First, I need a public defender. Though I don't have any money because of the installments of the new apartment.
Second, need to remain calm. I don't even know what story Alfred made to keep me under this investigation. And I couldn't even trust these officers in any case. I remember back then, we tried to report my father to one of his colleagues but that asshole tear down our report and even make fun of us. Alfred got raged when he heard about it, he beat me and my mother with his steel buckle belt. I even skip school for weeks because of wounds. He didn't allow us to even leave our home for months.

All men are fucking same. They think that controlling and beating someone is more manly but it's the thing of weak. Fucking bastards!!

I remember that I hit him with a baseball bat which injured him badly maybe caused a hemorrhage. I should have killed him. I would regret it till my death. Why the fuck I called an ambulance that day?

Fuck! The baseball bat.
Shit!! I left it there. They probably got my fingerprints. Damn! Olivia!!

Think! Think! Think!

*Time Skip*

They put cuffs on my wrists and send me into the room of a blue-painted wall where two chairs and a desk between them are arranged with a glass of water.

The same bald officer enters the room with a file. He asked me a hell of a lot of questions but I denied to answer and ask for a public defender. I rolled my eyes and he flared his nostrils. Bored from this investigation I yawned and he slammed his hand on the desk which let me jumped on the chair.

"Section 113," He said in his thick voice. He threw the file in front of me. I glared at him then open the file immediately.

"You are convicted for a murder attempt. Section 113. You don't even know how bigger mess you are in".

Holy fucking molly. I cursed them. If they would prove me guilty. I'm going away with 20 fucking years.

"You have quite an anger, huh. Attacking your father needs a hell of a lot of courage" He smirked at me. Woah!! all this time he was just playing a good cop.

"I've worked with your father once. He is quite disciplined and humble".
I chewed my inner cheeks, tried not to laugh at his joke.

"Humble, my ass".
"Then you both live together and leave me fucking alone." A grin played on my lips and I winked which enraged the anger in him.

The door opened suddenly and a wrinkled face dark-haired man entered with a big smile. They both nodded and the officer stormed out of the room in seconds. I can imagine the happiness and satisfaction behind his smile.

"How have you been, daughter?"
Slowly tracing his fingers in my hair. Ugh! I shake my head in disgust but he is holding my hair tightly. I look for the camera in the corners. There is one but I think, the officer who rushed already did his work.

"Do you think this filthy haircut would help you and your mother"?
He pulled my hair with more force but I didn't move an inch which is a kick on his manhood. He jerked my head on the desk.

"C'mon, you live with me for almost 20 years, still, you both are naive".
Using his sweet voice he said. I looked at him, he is moving back and forth and for a moment he glowers at me but I rolled my eyes. He grabs the glass of water and splashes it on my face. I take deep breathes in utter shock. Dress shirt and skirt already soaked the water, some strands also get wet with this sudden attack.

I clenched my jaw, anger erupted in my veins but I act like I don't give a fuck. He doesn't exist for me.
He died for me 6 months ago.
He died for me the day I saw him beating my mother.
He died for me the day he beat me for being his daughter.

His sharp voice jolted me.
I glare at him with my sharp amber eyes. "You think am a fool"

"Well, you are. There's nothing to think" I retorted with a wink.

I didn't even get a chance to dodge and he slapped me hard on my cheek that it started burning. Heat radiating from my ear. I lick the blood from my lip which got cut. I spit the blood on one side.

"Wearing glasses, late evening. Act like rich is not your cup of tea, olly"

"Don't fucking call me Olly" My nostrils flared with anger. He called olly back when we were a happy family or maybe it's was just a mirage for me.

There's a knock on the door same officer whatever his name whispered something to Alfred and left while giving me a death glare.
Ugh!! I hate cops.

"I'm going to make your life hell".He smashed his hand on the desk. We were just looking at the eyes of each other like we are fictionally pulling bullets into each other bodies.

"You already did a great job, Alfred." I hollered.

"You fucking whore, so you seduce a rich man . Otherwise how the hell you got one of the best lawyers in the USA".

"Fuck off"!! I yelled at him. I don't know what he is talking about. But my eyes filled with tears when he called me whore.

He kicked the chair furiously and stormed out of the room.
I pulled the handcuffs again with force but it's not going to help. This is going to leave a mark on my wrists.

A well-dressed man with a briefcase in his hand entered the room and broad shoulder man following him in a black suit gave an assuring nod.

Jade!!
Now am getting what Alfred was talking about earlier. Mr.Devil. He is the one who arranges this dark-haired lawyer.

"Miss.Olivia,
I'm Armando De Luca, am going to handle this case for you. I need to ask few things. Hope you are comfortable".

I nod. Jade is looking at me with pitiful eyes. Ugh! am not a victim. I'm a survivor. Where my brain is still processing. Isn't he the same attorney who defended 'Robert Colombo' who was convicted for the murder of his wife and they ended up proving that his wife was suffering from depression and anxiety? Everyone knew that Robert was a murderer but they fabricated all evidence and eventually Robert living his freedom. It's true what they said. Money can buy anything.

"Miss.White" His warm voice takes me out from my reverie.

"Umm. It's Reed. Olivia Reed"

"My apologies Miss.Reed. While they were investigating. Did you by any chance tell them anything about the incident?"He raised his brows.

He thinks I'm that naive who spill information just like that. I'm a daughter of a cop.

"No, Mr.Armando.Kinda aware of these things, and regarding any information. I just pissed them more Now they are going to come back stronger after me and my mother".
He rubbed his hands in relief.

" Don't worry about that. I'll handle everything. We got you bailed and we'll meet soon".He nodded jade and left with his briefcase.

Jade is standing behind stronger trying to hide his emotions. But I can feel the turmoil in his brain. I told them that my father died and now out of the blue Alfred came into my life and of course the shy and clumsy Olivia ended up in jail in the conviction for an attempt to murder. Not the normal day I was expecting.

They finally released me from the metal cuffs. I rubbed my wrists like an animal, itching is so bad even it turns red. Alfred is nowhere to be seen but that bald officer giving me death glares.

Whereas Jade giving me the silent treatment. He opened the door of Mercedes and there Mr.Devil sitting with his laptop. He passed a plain smile. I jump into the car immediately. I felt embarrassed and guilty for slapping him earlier. It's not because he kissed me from nowhere.  It's because of my fears. I do want to kiss him back. I do want to feel his heartbeat. I do want to share my good memories with him though I don't have many.

I rubbed my hands anxiously. Don't know what to say. How to start a conversation with him. I check him from the side of my eyes. He is busy on a call with Armando the lawyer because he was calling his last name again and again.
"Negotiate with him. Whichever measure I don't care"

I don't know where we are heading now and I don't even bother to ask.

"My mother"?
I asked him.

"She is safe" He didn't even turn his face towards me. My heart clenched with pain. He said in a cold voice. Is he is angry? Tears welled up in my eyes.I immediately turn my face. I don't want him to see me as a vulnerable little girl. I'm strong. I need to be strong.

Boss jumped out of the car and jade opened the door for me. We are standing in front of their mansion from where I ran away last time after yelling at him. Why he is being generous from out of the blue. When I was being a total bitch to him?

The blue sky is replaced by cumulonimbus clouds and the sun barely got the moment to shine anymore. Dark clouds covered the clear sky and thunder started rumbling over my head. The cold breeze that touches my skin sends shivers to my whole body. Water started dripping fast like this is the only moment god could give water to the plants. I stand there observing and trying to calm the chaos that makes me insane. My clothes soaked all the water already revealing my red bra. Though, I lost my black bra. Maybe mom forgets it somewhere.

"Olivia, let's get inside. You are going to catch a cold" I look at him with my blurry vision, blinking eyes. He holds my hand and pulled me into the big mansion. My tiny hand looks tinier in his big hands. I didn't even realize that all this time, he was also accompanying me in the rain. We ruined the shiny marble floor. Water dripping from his messy hair flutter my heart.

A woman with grey hair wearing a grey dress and a white apron. Her smile revealed her wrinkles more. Cooking something in an open kitchen. I didn't notice earlier. Maybe I was too busy yelling at him that day.

"Two coffees in my room and a dress for her" Mr.Devil instructed her.

I felt ashamed that I couldn't even make an eye contact with him. I just look down until we stand in front of a big wooden door. His warm hand gripping me like my life his dependent on it. But If he is going to loosen the grip, I'm going to fall under my disgraceful acts.

My jaw dropped when I saw his room A big king-sized bed and the big picture of him on the front wall. He walked to his closet which is even bigger than our apartment room. 100 suits maybe thousands are there.

I didn't move an inch on the spot he left me before. He handover me his fluffy white towel, shirt, and shorts.

"You need to wash up". He placed his hand on my wet back and pushed me firmly towards the washroom door. I looked at his clothes and he chuckles which replaced the emptiness into joy.

"Don't worry. Gabriel is bringing Catherine's clothes. Meanwhile, you can wear them".

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Quite a lengthy chapter. Lot's of things happened. Hope you guys still processing the information ..Hehehe.

What's your opinion about what Olivia did with Alfred?

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