Chapter 2 The Head of Mafia

Olivia said, "Grace, come take a walk with me." After the two walked out, they sat on a bench for a very long conversation. ***** Over at the sports field, Rosa and Oliver Adams were having a heated kiss. Grace saw this and immediately covered Olivia's eyes. "Olivia, don't look." But Grace was still too late. Olivia witnessed the scene before her. Oliver was Olivia's ex-boyfriend. They used to be very close, but Rosa stole him away from Olivia by seducing him. Olivia shook her head and said lightly, "It's okay, it's all in the past." After speaking, the two got up to leave, but they saw Rosa and Oliver walking towards them. Rosa walked up to Olivia and whispered softly in her ear, "Olivia, one day, I'll make you kneel and beg me." Olivia glanced at her, her voice clear and cold. "Keep dreaming." Rosa paused. She had known Olivia for so long, but she had never heard Olivia speak to her like this before. However, she just thought Olivia was being stubborn and didn't take it to heart. Three days later, Rosa came up to Olivia and asked disdainfully. "Your mom's medical bills are piling up, why haven't you come to beg me yet?" Olivia glanced at her and said indifferently, "Go back and tell your family that from now on, I am no longer affiliated with them." She thought, ‘I would be much better off without a cold-hearted father.’ Rosa looked at Olivia in shock, "Where would you get money? Did you become a prostitute?" Olivia glanced at her and said, "None of your business." She walked to the school gate, ready to take a taxi to the hospital. Upon arriving at the hospital, Olivia noticed Oliver was also there. He was dressed in a crisp white shirt, light blue jeans, and wore silver-framed glasses, making him appear scholarly. "Olivia, I heard about your situation. Here's some money for you to get by for now."He handed her a stack of cash with genuine concern. Olivia immediately refused. "I don't want your filthy money. I don’t need your pity.” But Oliver blocked her path, "Olivia, don't be stubborn." Olivia pushed him away abruptly. "Didn’t you hear me? I won't accept your charity." "Olivia, I'm sorry. I know you're mad at me, but I really like Rosa. She's been good to me." Oliver's eyes carried a hint of remorse. Olivia sneered, "You like it when she fucks you, right?" She sounded very cold. Oliver was suddenly startled, his expression slightly changing. He couldn't believe such words would come out of Olivia's mouth. In the past, Olivia was soft and weak, unable to utter such words. "Olivia, we've been together for a year. But you refuse to even let me hold your hand. No man can accept that. Why don't you look for the reason in yourself as to why we broke up?" His disappointment was evident in his eyes as he turned and walked away. As Olivia watched him leave, a cold smile appeared on her face. She thought, ‘You never loved me. You dated me just because you wanted to sleep with me.’ Suddenly, a black Cayenne pulled up in front of her from the opposite direction. A distinguished man sat in the passenger seat. He rolled down the window and glanced coldly at Olivia. "Get in the car." Olivia quickly recognized him. Only Alex would exude such a cold and powerful aura. She opened the door and sat in the back seat. Alex exuded a chilling aura, and the temperature in the car dropped instantly. "What's your relationship with Oliver?" Alex's voice was indifferent as if he were casually asking a question. Olivia pursed her lips. "We met in college. He's above my grade." Alex's gaze locked onto her face, staring at her intently as if trying to see through her. Caught in Alex's icy stare, Olivia quickly explained, "My mother is in the hospital and needs money. He kindly offered me some money just now, but I didn't accept it..." Upon hearing this, Alex's expression softened slightly. He asked, "So, you mentioned you needed money previously because you needed to pay for your mother's medical expenses?" "Yeah," Olivia responded and then turned to look out the window. She thought, ‘Otherwise, does he think I am the kind of woman who would sleep with anyone?’ Suddenly, Alex said in an indifferent tone, "Get out of the car." Upon hearing this, Olivia got out of the car and headed towards the hotel. They took a private passage and boarded the elevator. Neither of them spoke, and the elevator was eerily silent. Suddenly, the lights in the elevator went out. Olivia screamed and instinctively sought refuge in Alex's arms, tightly clutching his clothes. "Coward." Alex stood still while disdainfully curling his lips as he wrapped his arms around her shoulders. As soon as they entered the room, Alex led Olivia into the walk-in closet. When Olivia saw a bunch of provocative clothes in her size, she froze at the spot. "Pick something sexy and put it on," Alex said before heading back to the bedroom. Olivia looked at the pile of clothes in distress, unsure which one to choose. She recalled Alex’s words and reluctantly chose a strapless, sexy black dress. As Olivia stepped into the bedroom, Alex pulled her over swiftly and immediately got on top of her. Olivia felt her dress torn apart by Alex as she was completely surrounded by his warm body while feeling a tingling sensation running through her body. Olivia's body trembled suddenly, and the temperature in the room soared, filled with an ambiguous atmosphere. Alex bit her earlobe gently, making her involuntarily moan. Olivia's voice trembled slightly, sending ripples through his heart. This was a deadly weapon for any man. Alex’s expression changed. His actions became more aggressive as his desires were letting loose. He felt that Olivia’s soft body, innocent look, and gentle moan were making him lose control. Olivia suddenly moaned with increased volume as she wrapped her petite arms around Alex's neck. She felt so much pain that she couldn’t help but scratch Alex’s back and arms. An hour later, the sound of rushing water echoed from the bathroom. Olivia curled up in the blanket and recalled Alex's words from earlier, "Remember, I am Alex Adams." Olivia had heard Oliver mention this name. She knew he was Oliver's most admired uncle, the reigning figure of the prominent underworld family, the Adams family, in the capital, Kingsley! He was wealthy and mysterious. The only information about him was that he was the third son of his generation in the family, so others called him Mr. Tres. Olivia thought, ‘Heavens, how did I get involved with someone like him?’ She had only wanted to find a sugar daddy who could pay for the medical bills of her mom and her tuition, but she never imagined that she would be involved with the uncle of her ex-boyfriend. Olivia suddenly felt that the world was a small place. However, for some reason, she felt a strange sense of satisfaction at this moment as she believed this might be considered revenge against Oliver. He must have never expected that she would find such a powerful man to rely on. Alex emerged from the bathroom while wearing only a towel around his waist, revealing his perfect V-shaped torso. He exuded irresistible male charm. Olivia couldn't help but be captivated by the scene. He waved his hand casually and said, "Come here." Alex lounged lazily while lighting a cigarette.