Chapter 27
ASHAL
My phone blares in the silence of the room. Groping, I accidentally knock it off the top of the side drawer. Olivia stirs in her sleep next to me. I grumble out of bed and pick up the ringing phone.
"Yes?"
"Where are you? I've been waiting here for over an hour."
"Shit." It all comes back to me now as I grab my pants off the floor and shrug into them. Ashton. The race track. It had been my idea. How could I have forgotten? With the phone still glued to my ear, I apologize profusely to my brother while I hop from bathroom to closet.
Done with dressing and the call, I shuffle back into my bedroom to grab a few things and notice it isn't Olivia on my bed. The new maid twitches the blanket around her naked chest and smiles lazily at me. What the fuck?
"Where's Olivia?"
Her face crumples at the first name out of my mouth after I clearly just slept with my wife's maid. Lily cowers frightfully at the fire sizzling in my eyes. How the hell did this happen? "She's...she's..." Lily points towards the door.
"Get the hell out of my bed and tidy this place up." I order her before rushing out and making a beeline for Olivia's room. However, something catches my attention on the way. There are dried droplets of blood in a long trail leading to Olivia's room. My legs freeze up. Did I hit her again? I don't recall getting into my penthouse last night or what must have transpired with Olivia. How did I end up in bed with Lily?
Gradually, I crack open Olivia's door. It's as I feared. She's laying on her bed with a swollen, red face. There are shallow cuts on her face and arms. The dried blood spill from her lips gives me chills. Her breathing is shallow as she sleeps. When I go closer to examine her, her eyelids flutter open, weakly. Her eyes are filled with dread but she doesn't try to move away from me. It's probably because she can't. Her eyes are pained and seeing her in the condition I put her makes me realize what a monster I must be.
"Olivia, I am so sorry."