Chapter 25: She's My Woman

Derrick entered with a group of black-clad bodyguards. He looked at Olive. "Olive, where are you taking her?"

Olive stopped. "Derrick, did you know I'd be here?"

"Olive, I don't know how you found this place, but we grew up together. I know you to an extent. You're too smart. You didn't disappoint me."

Olive looked at Derrick. "Aunt Rebecca just vomited blood. I need to take her to the hospital. We'll settle our deal later, okay?"

Derrick stared at Olive's bright, intelligent eyes. She was beautiful and dazzling. He shook his head. "Olive, I don't know what you're thinking. I can send her to the hospital, but you have to stay and complete our deal."

Olive frowned. She knew she couldn't refuse.

Two men in black took Aunt Rebecca to the car. Derrick grabbed Olive's arm and pushed her onto the bed. Olive tried to stand, but Derrick pinned her wrist, climbed on top of her, and reached for her clothes.

Olive shut her eyes. "Derrick, you're hurting me! Let me go!"

Chapter 5: She's My Woman (continued)

Derrick released her and began removing his coat. "Olive, don't play tricks with me. I don't want to hurt you."

Olive took the initiative, undressing him.

The corners of Derrick's eyes flushed. He considered her his bride, his possession. In the past few years, he'd dated many women, including Gabriella, but when aroused, he only thought of Olive.

As he leaned to kiss her neck, Olive's eyes turned cold. She produced a needle, intending to stab him. But Derrick was faster, grabbing her hand. "Olive, you can't hide your tricks from me!"

Olive sneered. "Oh, really?"

In a split second, she kicked him fiercely in the groin.

"Fuck!" Derrick snarled, grabbing her violently. His face contorted with rage. He hated her betrayal. "Olive, you shouldn't have angered me! I already said you're mine! Your heart and body belong to me!"

Olive struggled, avoiding his violent kiss. "Derrick, let me go!"

A loud bang echoed as the door burst open. A thrilling hostility filled the air, accompanied by a cold wind. A deep, magnetic voice boomed, "Take your dirty hands off her!"

Olive looked up. Elvis stood in the doorway, still in his formal attire: white shirt, tie, perfectly fitted black suit. His presence exuded elegance and power.

Derrick, having never seen him before, felt his body go numb as Elvis's gaze landed on his hand around Olive's waist. He subconsciously released her.

Harry strode in, clapping his hands. "Bro, I dealt with the guards."

Derrick was shocked. Harry was LA's biggest bully. Raven entered calmly, his cold black eyes meeting Derrick's. "Your boys are down. Let her go."

Derrick was stunned by Harry's presence, but seeing the Blue family's aristocratic son, his heart pounded. Before him stood the sons of the Blue and Heaven families.

Elvis ignored Derrick, moving to Olive. Her disheveled clothing embarrassed her; she covered her chest. He looked at her, his voice low and cool. "You didn't tell him who you are?"

Olive curled her fingers, like a child being scolded. Elvis took her hand and walked toward the...

Chapter 13: She's My Woman (continued)

Derrick had never seen such men in LA. Accompanied by the sons of the Blue family and the Heaven family's crown prince, their status was undeniably high.

Derrick asked, "Who are you?"

Elvis didn't stop, a slight sneer playing on his lips. "She's my woman. If this ever happens again, you'll know who I am."

As Elvis and Olive disappeared, Derrick clenched his fists. He considered the possibility of the man being Elvis Augustine. How was that possible? How could Olive be connected to someone so powerful? The Rolls-Royce, Harry, and Raven... Derrick pondered deeply.

Chapter 16:

Olive was carried into the limousine by Elvis, nestled in his arms. She suddenly remembered Aunt Rebecca and looked up at Elvis, who was also staring at her.