Hello everyone! This is a fanfic that I have been working on since January. For those who don't know, I am bipolar and I go through manic periods. It's during those periods that i love to write because most of the time, i am up all night. I wanted to do something different. I wanted to complete this story before I published it. So here is 36 Chapters of an Olitz Fanfic. This story is loosely based on my life but i did use some creative writing. **I must warn you this story does have a lot of intense sex scenes, some abuse and profanity.** I hope you enjoy all 36 chapters. Please let me know what you think. Happy Reading!

It was 2 am on a warm October night in Los Angeles, California. Fitzgerald Thomas Grant III woke up in a strange bed and a strange place. He looked to his left and saw a blonde woman sleeping next to him. For the life of him he could not remember her name. This however was not unusual for him. He was used to bedding different chicks every night of the week. Half the time he did not know their names nor did he care. This night was no different. He did what he always did. He would go out to a bar, meet a chick, go back to her place and have sex. He would always wake up in the middle of the night and leave without every seeing them again. Tonight was no different. He got up out of her bed, put on his clothes and left this strange chick's apartment.

He got into his Ferrari convertible and drove home to his mansion on the beach in Malibu. During the 30 minute drive he thought about how his life had changed over the past two years. He was engaged to a woman named Melody Ainsworth. It was to be an arranged marriage set up between both of their fathers. Mellie, as she often went by, was an okay kind of girl. He was not in love with her but he saw himself being married to her and raising a family. It would make his father proud and he was willing to sacrifice his future happiness if it meant that his father would be happy. Shortly after the engagement was announced, Mellie called it off. Come to find out that she had been sleeping with another man the whole time. She was in love with him and refused to marry Fitz. Fitz was embarrassed and angry because he was faithful to her but he felt like she was just using him. Fitz wasn't heartbroken but he felt cheated. He turned down hundreds of women that threw themselves at him while Mellie was off fucking her boyfriend, Andrew. After the breakup, Fitz made it his personal quest to bang anything that came his way. He turned into a super freak. He had countless threesomes and one night stands. His sexual appetite was insatiable. Most of the time, he didn't recognize the man he had become.

Fitz woke at 6:20 in his own bed with a slight hangover. He wanted to stay in bed and call in sick but he knew that his father would chew his ass out if he did. His father owned Grant Advertising Agency which was one of the biggest agencies in the country. Fitz was being groomed to take over the day to day operations when his father retires just like his grandfather did for his father. Big Jerry had been cutting Fitz some slack since the breakup but he was getting fed up with Fitz childish behavior. Fitz knew he was on thin ice with his father so he had to be at work on time or his ass was grass. He got dressed and went down stairs where the maid had his breakfast ready. After eating his breakfast and reading the paper, he was out the door by 7:30.

He drove back to LA to the office. He got his schedule from his secretary, Lauren and decided to get started with his day. He was in his office taking calls when Big Jerry walked in.

"Good morning, Fitzgerald. I didn't expect to see you this early. I heard about the night you had at the bar last night."

Of course he heard. He went drinking with Stephen who tells Big Jerry everything he does. "Well, dad as you can see, I am here and on time."

"Good because we have a meeting in ten minutes. I want you to meet our new advertising executive."

"I will be there."

Big Jerry left Fitz's office and he breathed a sigh of relief. He thought to himself, Great, I have to meet another old geezer like Cyrus. These advertising execs are all the same.

Ten minutes went by fast. Fitz ran to the conference room to find that the meeting had already begun. He got a cross look from Big Jerry when he walked in late and took his seat.

Cyrus stood up and spoke. "Gentlemen, now that everyone is here. I would like to introduce you to our new Advertising Executive, Olivia Pope."

Olivia stood up and Fitz noticed her for the first time since he walked in. She smiled at everyone and he could have sworn that he heard angels sing.

Cyrus continued to talk, "Olivia is one of the best executives in the game. We acquired her from the Wall Advertising Firm. Olivia was the one that stole the Nike account from us a few months ago. After that I knew that we had to have her on our side or we would be losing money." Everyone at the table chuckled.

Big Jerry stood and shook her hand, "Olivia, let me be the first to welcome you to our agency. Cyrus has told me so much about you. Whatever you need to feel comfortable just let us know and we will make it happen." He motioned to Fitz, "This tardy boy is my son Fitzgerald. He will be taking over my position when I retire. If you can't find me, please find him and he will take care of your needs."

She looked at Fitz and their eyes met for the first time. Fitz stood and shook her hand. It was like electricity shot through his body.

Olivia spoke, "Please to meet you, Fitzgerald."

He smiled at the beauty of her voice, "The pleasure is all mine, Olivia."

Big Jerry cleared his throat and broke Fitz out of his spell.

Cyrus introduced Olivia to everyone else that was in the meeting. Afterwards he walked her to her corner office on the ninth floor of the eleven story building. He introduced her to her assistant Quinn Perkins and gave her the rest of the day to get settled.

Fitz was back in his office on the tenth floor when Big Jerry walked in and closed the door. He looked at his son for a minute.

"What?" Fitz asked wondering why his father was staring at him.

"You know what son. First you show up to the meeting late after I told you that it would start in ten minutes then you hit on the new executive after meeting her for five seconds."

He chuckled, "Dad, I didn't hit on the exec."

"Fitzgerald, I saw that look in your eye. It's the same look you get whenever we hire a new temp or an intern. I don't care if you bang every assistant from here to Timbuktu but you leave Olivia Pope alone. She is the best thing to happen to this agency in a long time. We spent a lot of money to get her to come here. I will not lose her. Trust me, if it comes down to you and her then son you are out in the cold. I mean it, stay away from her. Is that clear?"

Fitz knew his father was serious, "Yes sir."

With that, his father left his office. Fitz finished all of his work for the day and decided it was time to go home. He pressed the down elevator button and waited patiently. It finally opened on his floor. When he got on no one was on there. He pressed the garage button and the elevator went down. He thought it would go straight to the garage but it stopped on the ninth floor. When the doors opened, he saw Olivia waiting to get on the elevator. She gave him a slight smile and stepped inside the door. She was going to press the garage button but saw that it had already been pushed so she waited for the doors to close.

Fitz figured it would be rude not to at least speak to her. He cleared his throat, "So did you get settled in okay?"

She turned to face him a little, "Yes I did. Thank you for asking."

They were just at the sixth floor. "You're going home?"

"Yeah, my workday is done. I have some big clients coming tomorrow and I want to be ready for them."

He was impressed, "Wow, already on the grind."

She smirked, "Yes well some of us have to work hard to get where we are while others have it handed to them."

He didn't know whether to be offended or smile. No one had ever questioned his privileges. He wanted to ask her what she meant by that but the elevator door opened to the garage. She walked out first and he followed behind her. He couldn't help to admire her ass and the way it wiggled when she walked. She reached her car first which was a black Range Rover.

"Nice car" She turned to see that Fitz was talking to her.

"Thank you. I like it very much."

"I have a white one like it but I mainly drive my Ferrari." He pointed in the direction of his car.

She looked, "Nice. I guess you are trying to overcompensate for something."

He was shocked by her tone. Usually when he showed a woman his car their panties would come flying off but she wasn't fazed. In fact she insulted him.

He hit back at her, "The ladies seem to like it."

"Of course. Pea-brain women love a pea-brain man with a nice car. You can't impress a REAL woman with your car. Have a good day, Fitzgerald." With that, she got in her car and drove off. He sat there dumbfounded as to what had just transpired.

Fitz went home and changed for his usual night out of drinking with the boys. He walked up to table in the club where Stephen, Harrison and Huck were waiting for him with a pitcher of beer. They drank pitcher after pitcher. Harrison spotted a few girls at the bar.

"Come on, Fitz. Let's bag you one for the night."

Fitz downed his beer and walked over to bar with Harrison. They met a set of twins named Julie and Jessica. They were hot blondes with hazel eyes. Fitz offered to buy them a drink and they accepted. After taking a few shots, they were ripe for the picking.

Fitz, in his trademark baritone voice, asked them where they lived. They told him that they lived around the corner. He high-fived Harrison and they left out of the bar with them. They walked to the parking lot and almost flipped out when they saw Fitz's car.

At first, Julie was on him inside the bar but Jessica became intrigued by him as well when she saw the car. She completely forgot about Harrison. At first Fitz liked the idea of a three way with twins. Hell he even thought about inviting Harrison anyway and turning it into a fuckfest. But something started ringing inside his head. He looked at them and something in his mind said, Pea-brained women.

They were an easy lay just like everything else in his life was easy. He no longer wanted easy. He gave his keys to Harrison. "Why don't you take the girls home and I will catch a cab or call a car service. Just bring the car to the house tomorrow."

Harrison smiled, "You sure?"

"Yeah, man. Have fun."

Harrison and the two girls climbed into the car and drove to their house where he had a threesome with identical twins. Fitz didn't go back into the bar. He called a car service and went back home. He walked into his two story mansion with 5 bed rooms right on the beach. For the first time in a long time, he came home at a decent hour. He knew that he would not wake up in a strange bed with another stranger. But why did he change his mind? What made him walk away from a sure thing? He took a shower and his mind kept racing and asking questions. Finally it hit him. Olivia Pope. She had gotten into his head. But why? What was so special about her? He didn't know the answer to those questions but he was going to find out.