Chapter 44 Tease her on purpose

Ira watched Olivia in anticipation as she threw angry blows at the punching bag hanging above her.

It was frightening to see such a timid and calm girl taking it into the bag. The anger and aggression with each blow were frightening

She had never seen Olivia with such rage. She was even doing it better than her who had been in the mafia world her entire life

sitting in a corner sipping on the bottle of cold water.

Ira was stupefied. Almost shocked. It seemed jealousy and anger went together

Whenever a woman was jealous, it was dangerous territory. Watching Olivia punch the bag with all her might made her recall something.

A certain memory she had buried deep in her. The girl, dressed in red, was doing the same thing Olivia was doing. Venting her anger at the poor punching bag.

“Hey, hey… that's enough, “Ira said, having had enough of Olivia torturing herself.

“Stay… away,” Olivia said with heavy breaths as she continued hitting the target. Every blow made a sharp impact.

“Whose face are you seeing, huh?” ira asked with a chuckle and watched Olivia. Her facial expression screamed murder. Sweat dripped down her face and neck like she had been splashed with water. Olivia hit harder and more lethally.

“Ah! Is it Luciano?” Ira took a guess and walked around Olivia. Didn't answer her but took her stance, each time her fist connected with the hard punching bag. One face flashed in her eyes.

The anger burning inside of her was enough to burn anyone to a crisp.

“The entire Garcia race?” Ira guessed again. However, no reply came from Olivia

It was fascinating that ira chuckled and crossed her arms over her chest. Olivia was worn out and tired, unfortunately, anger was driving her to such an extent. Giving her the strength to vent all her frustration.

“Such a bitch!” Olivia hit the bag so hard that it snapped out and landed heavily on the floor with a thud. Ira was dumbfounded. Her eyes widened in shock, seeing an angry Olivia heaving disdainfully. Her chest was rising and falling steadily. Nothing could compare to the fact that Olivia was indeed jealous.

“Is it about Hannah?” Ira smirked and went on her knees, inspecting the punching bag. Olivia had done more damage than good.

“Who is that bitch” Olivia asked once her breathing was back to normal. Grabbing a water bottle, she took a long sip before it replied.

“She's someone important to Sacha,” Ira said with a smirk, making Olivia even more irritated

“She's a street fighter… can shoot like a pro and a mafia treasure” she added and Olivia was unhappy. She just saw her all over Pedro. How special was she.

“How special… is she his girlfriend?” Olivia asked and caught the white towel Ira tossed to her.

“Well, in the past. Let's just say, she's someone spoiled by Sacha… no one is allowed to hurt her,” ira remarked, and Olivia was even more suspicious. She just met the blonde witch, and she didn't like her,

“Rubbish,” Olivia muttered, hating every bit of Pedro. What kind of man washers? Of course, that was what mafias did. Used women. Slept with countless women to show their power…a day ago, he was going on calling her his and boom a blonde hussy showed up, and he was all over the place making out with her.

“Enough… I have to see Sydney,” Olivia said and walked away, leaving the yum. She felt refreshed after venting her anger.

“Wait up… if you are going to break another rule. I better be there to watch you!” Ira shouted while running after Olivia. The house was beginning to be interesting with Olivia around.

Olivia freshened up, so did Ira, and both women left the mansion. It was already nightfall and the city was well awake.

Meanwhile, Pedro was in his room, standing by the window, sipping on wine

His eyes narrowed when the black SUV drove out of the mansion. It was late at night.

Where was his little jealous girl going? Nothing made him feel happier than seeing the rage he saw in her eyes earlier.

The murderous way she was looking at him and Hannah. Definitely, she would crack soon. Any woman who hated sharing her love interest would burst.

“Keep an eye on her… nothing should happen, “Pedro said, and the man standing behind him nodded.

“Okay boss, I've assigned my trusted men to watch madam,” the man said with a light nod, still bowing his head. It was interesting how she dared to leave without informing him

He knew how angry she must be after his punishment. Even so, he had to punish her one way or the other

“How is Luciano?” Pedro asked, turning around. The last time, he was angry enough to empty all the bullets in Luciano's head for touching Olivia.

Unfortunately, she was a step ahead

“Still in critical condition I'm afraid… the man I sent to keep watch said… the doctors are trying to preserve his life” the man explained everything and Pedro nodded. Olivia was a calm woman, with a soft heart and a vicious mind.

She dared to use his men to kill Luciano. He thought she still had feelings for Luciano. Unfortunately, that wasn't the case. She asked the men to shoot Luciano in blood.

“What else?” Pedro asked and sat on the couch.

“Sir… someone wants to see you… he asked me to give you this” the man said while handing Pedro a brown envelope. With ease, Pedro took it. Scanned it with narrowed eyes

“When?”

“Right away sir… he said it's private and urgent”

Pedro didn't even open the envelope knowing the content in it. This meant he needed to see the person as soon as possible.

“Start the car” he gave orders and the man and his trusted person nodded and left the room. If this was about what was to befall the Garcia's, then he wasn't going to give in. Not even now or ever.

Pedro too left the mansion, not knowing Hannah followed. She was done sitting around when her lovely man wasn't talking to her.

Was it because of that woman? She tried asking Zane who the girl was and why she was so special to Pedro. He never cared about anyone else apart from himself.

***

Zane just pulled off at the coffee shop he spotted his lady at. As much as he was eager to see her. He hated the idea of her working for Alfredo Garcia.

“Are you certain?” Enzo asked as they stood outside the little coffee shop, leaning against the car. Zane smirked as he watched the people dining. The coffee shop had large glass windows, which made it easy for anyone outside to see who was inside. And his catch was sitting alone reading.

“She's a beauty… I want her,” Zane said while swinging the cigarette between his fingers. The last time he was about to take her. He was stopped. Since that night, he had been troubled. His body was craving something new.

“Then go get her… I'm sure she would taste spicy,” Enzo remarked, licking his lips. One glare from Zane has him quiet

“She's only mine… anyone who even dares to come between us will die, “Zane said plainly. Enzo was aware of Zane and his tactics. He was vicious at best. He hated sharing, if Pedro was a devil, then Zane was the second devil.

“Well… it means you have to wait a little longer… look, “Enzo said when a car parked by the entrance and two familiar features stepped out. Zane's eyes narrowed, seeing Olivia and Ira.

“What are these two doing here?” Zane muttered, knowing full well Olivia came to see Sydney, as if that weren't enough, another car pulled by. This time it was someone else who stepped out.

“Awkward,” Enzo mouthed when he saw Alfredo with a man step out of the car and proceed inside the café. Zane's blood boiled.