CHAPTER 89 - WAKE UP

Raphael POV

I stand there. Not moving with my arm on my chest. I keep my eyes on them and I realise what

happened. Either Olivia died or we lost our baby girl. Either way, I can’t handle it. I can’t face it. I need

to get out of here.

I turn around and start walking looking for the exit. I find the lift and I get in going to the ground floor.

I find easily the exit door and no one stops me. Even if they tried they wouldn’t be able to stop me. If I

die at least I won’t be suffering anymore.

I get out of the hospital and I start walking around. I find a hidden street and I fall on my knees crying. I

would never let anyone see me cry but today I couldn’t give a flying fuck.

One of my girls died. If not both. I can’t deal with it. I stand up and keep walking without realising where

I was going.

I don’t know for how long I have been walking in the streets of New York, but when I notice I am in

Central Park. I walk around to the area where I first saw Olivia. Where that guy was trying to steal her

bag.

I start to remember everything that we’ve been through. She has been through a lot to be with me, hell

I even got shot. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

I sit on the grass near a tree and I just stay there looking around seeing the tourists appreciating the

sights and me, I’ve lived here for a long time and I’ve always taken this city for granted. It is time to

stop.

I look around and I can see couples passing, talking and laughing. I wish that was us. But I could’ve

never done this. We would have the press all over us. And when I start to think about the press I see

one of them.

Shit. This is one of the times I would kill to be anonymous. Not to be Raphael Lockwood. To be just a

normal person. Not a billionaire.

I stand up and give the paparazzi a bright smile while I walk to him.

“How much for the photos?”

“I... I beg your pardon?”

“You know who I am, how much for the photos you just took of me?”

“They are not for sale” - he says

“Of course they are, for the higher bidder, how much?”

“Fifty thousand” - he says

“Go to my office in the morning and collect the check” - I say ripping the camera of his hands and

throwing it on the floor

“I will leave another twenty thousand for the camera” - I say as I walk away from that rat.

As I am about to exit the park Joseph finds me.

“Raphael” - he says getting closer

“How did you find me?”

“We have a good man”

“You had me followed?”

“You are always followed, boss”

“Fine, what do you want, I am not in the mood”

“Olivia” - when he says her name I make him stop talking.

“No, stop, don’t say it”

“Say what?”

“Why are you here?”

“Olivia is awake”

“She’s what? Is she okay?”

“She is asking for you” - Joseph says and I take a deep breath. I can feel tears falling down my face.

“Hey, are you okay?”

“I thought she was dead” - I say

“No, she is fine, she needs you”

I nod my head and we walk out of the park towards the town car waiting for us.

Once inside Joseph starts explaining what happened. She had convulsions and that’s why there was

beeping. But she is okay now and so is the baby. They are both safe and well. And Olivia wants to see

me, I hope it’s because she misses me and not to break up with me because she almost does again

because of me and we almost lost our child.

“Maria is worried about you” - Joseph said

“How is Mike?”

“The little dude is fine, he is loving life at the moment, eat, shit and sleep”

We arrive at the hospital and I run inside. I don’t care how lightheaded it made me. I run to Olivia and

my baby girl.

When I reach the door I can see Olivia with her eyes closed, she is asleep. She must be tired. My bed

is now next to hers. I walk into the bedroom and I sit on her bed next to her passing my hand through

her beautiful blonde hair.

Olivia opens her eyes and when they focus on me she smiles.

“Hello” - she says

“Hello love”

“Are you okay?” - she asks me looking at my arm

“I am fine, how are you feeling?”

“Tired, extremely tired” - she says closing her eyes again and falling asleep.

The doctor comes in not long after.

“Mr Lockwood, glad you decided to join us again”

“Yeah, doc I’ll stay put now” - I say with a charming smile.

“Good, you need to rest Mr Lockwood, your head injury was serious. We will need some more scans to

see the evolution and the healing”

I nod my head and I lay down on my bed but I hold Olivia’s hand now. I hold it on my lap.

I can’t even think about what could’ve happened.

I start to think if it was an accident. I make a mental note to call Joseph tomorrow and have him

investigate. I don’t trust the cops with this. If the French is out and about they might have done this.

I close my eyes and allow myself to relax now. I need to sleep, my head is aching and I don’t want to

be taking too many pain killers.

Two days later

I have been discharged from the hospital but Olivia hasn’t. She’s still there and I am dealing with the

“accident”.

There was a letter sent to my office with photos of the car. Photos os the car hitting a mine, photos of

Olivia and me passed out in the back of the car. And there was a note.

“Une vie pour une vie “ - That’s what said on the note.

Fucking french. We still haven’t figured out how they survived and kept going after I... well I killed them.

Joseph and Robert have been digging non-stop. The Russians are helping out trying to get in touch

with their spies in France. But no one seems to know where they are. The spies disappeared. So have

mine. The french are declaring war.

I have high security at the hospital and the penthouse. Maria has two bodyguards and Mike has

another three. Olivia has an entire floor for herself and no one gets in or out without identification. I

know I sound paranoid, but that was an attempt for my life. Worse was an attempt to Olivia’s and my

baby’s. I would never forgive myself if something happened to them.

“Anything?” - I ask Robert as he walks in.

“Nothing boss”

“Fuck, dig deeper, find that lowlife drug dealer, I want to know everything he knows”

“Sure boss” - Robert says before he leaves my office. I and Joseph are buried and paperwork for the

new strip club, there has been another attack there. They are surrounding me and I don’t like that.

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More Tomorrow

Stay Safe

Love

Peyton