Stay with him

“This, I can't…are you serious,” Pedro muttered staring at Olivia in disbelief. She frowned and coaxed him to take the glass. She wasn't in the mood to tolerate him. He just woke up after a sickening night. The least she could do was treat him well.

“It's milk, good for your health…plus the doctor recommended this,” Olivia said and placed a small white plate with cookies stacked. Pedro was confused as he shifted his gaze from the woman to the glass, then to the so-called cookies.

“Dinosaur shapes?” He asked as he extended his hand and picked up one. Raising it in the air. The brown cookies were shaped like Dinosaurs.

“It took me a while to get the actual shape…isn't it cute?” Olivia whispered in between giggles, seeing the outcome of her hard work. She spent three hours in the kitchen trying to bake the cookies for him.

“Woman, do I look like a child to you…get me a beer or something,” it was ridiculous seeing how she served him breakfast for an 8-year-old boy.

“No beer for you, I had a word with the doctor…from now on, you'll listen to me, do you understand,” she said with authority and scooped close to him. Pedro scratched the back of his head awkwardly. He attempted to get out of bed, unfortunately, one look from Olivia had him resting his back against the pillows she stacked for him.

“So now…drink this…and eat my cookies” she shoved the glass in his hand and placed the plate on his lap. Pedro was bothered, knowing he hated milk. He wasn't a boy, for goodness's sake.

“Fine…but why?” He asked and forced himself to take a sip. Olivia smiled and fed him the cookies. He woke up to a beautiful morning. When he said morning, he meant waking up and finding Olivia beside him. Holding his hand. Pedro was confused. His head was aching.

“Tell me a story,” Olivia muttered after some time, Pedro was almost done eating. The milk in the glass was finished; hence, he gave the glass back to Olivia.

“You don't want to know,” he said, lowering his head. He wanted to ask what happened the previous night, but he was afraid. Afraid of being told of what he must have done. Olivia nodded but didn't give up.

“I locked her up, if you are not bothered,” she added nonchalantly, by locking her up. She meant Corina. “She killed most of our men… I had to do it,” Olivia continued and waited for his reply.

“Our men?” Pedro muttered, glancing up at Olivia. She was waiting for him to comment on his little doctor locked up and being punished

“Yes…am I…”

“You finally…”

“What's yours is mine… you consider every member here your family…and I'm part of this too, right…” if he didn't like the idea of her addressing his men as hers. Then she would gladly.

“When my mother died… I was only 5 years old… I had no one,” Pedro whispered after some time. Olivia looked up, and her eyes widened as she nodded. She wanted to know about him

“No one… I thought…”

“My mom was the daughter of the most feared mafia boss that ever lived…my grandfather…but she wanted to avoid being part of that world” Pedro said cutting her off, Olivia waited for him to finish “she fell in love with a man my grandfather didn't approve…but she was willing to fight for the man, supposedly my father,” he added. He was right, the mafia world was dangerous. His mother must have wanted to raise her innocent son away from bloodshed.

“My grandfather savored all ties with her… from then on, she had no family”

“What about… your father?” Olivia asked, but Pedro shook his head. He would rather not tell that story

“My mom died in a fire, I was left all alone… I was sold to some group of women,” Pedro muttered the last words closing his eyes, Olivia felt her heart skip a beat, glancing at his hands. They were clenched tightly. He didn't know that.

“As their sex slave… a toy to pleasure all the women in that organization,” he added, and Olivia's eyes widened in shock. He was 5 years old. How on earth did that happen?

“That's enough,” she muttered and climbed on the bed. Olivia wanted to hear the rest of the story, but she couldn't take it. She had witnessed how he had sleepless nights. Those nightmares, who on earth would do that.

“I'm sorry, I shouldn't have dragged you down with me… I don't deserve you…” he muttered when Olivia curled herself against him. Her head rested on his chest.

“She's the daughter of that woman, isn't she… her family turned you this way. She took advantage… I won't spare her,” Olivia muttered disdainfully, now she understood why Corina kept on saying she stained her hands with blood for him. She took advantage of what her family caused and turned Pedro into something else.

“It's nothing…”

“Just know I…will never leave you… I'm here always,” she decided what she wanted. And that was to be with Pedro. He wasn't perfect, yes, but with love. She knew he would be fine.

Pedro's eyes remained closed, the feeling rushing up his chest was stronger than anything he had ever felt. His heart was beating rapidly, and he wrapped his arms around Olivia's delicate frame tightly, she did the same. It was like both had been longing for each other.

“I have to go,” Olivia whispered after a while and moved away from his embrace.

“Stay with me,” Pedro insisted.

“There's a lot going on… get some rest, I'll be back shortly,” she mumbled and cupped his face. The warmth from her gave him assurance and when she planted a kiss on his forehead, his heart melted.

“Okay,”

Just like that, Olivia made sure the man had fallen asleep when she left the bedroom.

***

After a hard beating as punishment. Corina was locked up in one of the rooms underground, tied with chains both her hands and legs. The dress she was wearing was torn and stained with blood. Even so, she remained as arrogant as ever. Zane and Gabby together with Ira who regained consciousness a few hours ago had come with Gabby.

“You colluded with the Garcias…how dare you,” Gabby said as he walked around the pathetic-looking woman. To achieve her selfish goals. She drugged and killed some men and colluded with Luciano.

“He trusted you, at least he tried, but you deserve to die,” Ira chimed in. Her head was still throbbing painfully from the previous night's incident. She was clueless of what was happening until she overheard Luciano giving orders to his men about Olivia. She went and confronted him, unfortunately, Corina came and knocked her out.

“I'll get out of here…all of you chose to be my enemy… Pedro chose to be my enemy and now, you'll watch what I'll do to you,” Corina growled as she struggled to get free. She gave Olivia a chance to leave Pedro. She proved to be arrogant.

“Don't even think you'll get out of here… Corina, you dug your grave,” Zane said bitterly, he hated Corina if not for the fact that Pedro owed her his life.

“Zane, don't bother…right now… you should all be worried about yourselves… your boss is weak… he can't do anything to me,” Corina remarked as a sinister smirk crept on her face. Her arrogant behavior had Ira feeling enraged. Despite how they punished her. Corina was stubborn.

“No one is going to save you, bitch,” Gabby lashed out and grabbed a letter strap from the wall. His expression darkened, he wanted some payback. The woman dared to harm innocent people.

“Hahaha, tough huh… good luck because soon he'll come and bring this shabby place down…you'll all be begging on your knees Zane…just you wait,” Corina spat out disdainfully, Zane's eyes narrowed as if trying to process what Corina just said.

“You didn't do this alone…”

“Everyone thinks they are great, but he's better than Pedro… you should all fear because”

“Beat her until she can't talk” Zane gave his orders and stormed away from there… He needed to talk to Pedro as soon as possible. It seemed their suspicions were right. Corina had backup from someone even more deadly. He just hoped it wasn't too late.