Hey guys, sorry for such a mega late update, just these past few weeks have been absolutely crazy! Been working hard for uni :( BUT I am near the end now :) I have one final essay to do and I am free until September anyway ha!

I know this is a little shorter than normal, but I have been writing this inbetween breaks, and well I am not proud of it. It's not the best of chapters.

Thanks for all the reviews guys! I'll update when I reach around 365-370. Let me know your thoughts please. The next chapter will be about Deming Chen. (Had fun writing that one!)

Livvie


(Chapter 52)

(Oliver's POV)

I have waited till after Christmas and the New Year before I started planning for Madison's funeral. I wanted Jazz to settle in, to have a wonderful Christmas before saying a last goodbye to her mother. We spent Christmas Day round Avery's with The Force's, The Martins, The Richard's and Deming Chen. Jazz was absolutely thrilled to be surrounded by so much family, guess she just grew up with her mother and her grandmother Maisie, who wasn't actually her grandmother but someone who looked after Jazz. I owe it a lot her, and Jazz loves her a lot. In fact she misses her.

Mimi normally does not utter a word to me, but it seems she has taken a shine to my daughter. I remember our conversation, to be honest I was a little taken back. Well Mimi of all people started talking to me! Oliver Hazard-Perry, dubbed the school geek that hanged with the goth like girl Schuyler Van Alen. Though I know that Mimi has changed since she returned without Taylor, but maybe there is still bit of the old Mimi there. She still resents Schuyler.

"Your daughter is quite something, I have never seen a child open up to so much family so quickly, I mean she even likes me. I honestly thought it was sweet when she called me Auntie Mimi."

"She is full of confidence like her mother. I remember Madison wasn't afraid to speak out, when something was wrong. She resembles her mother more than she resembles me."

"No you are wrong Hazard-Perry, I see a lot of your facial features on her, and she has inherited your kindness, your forgiveness. After I almost killed you, you found it in your heart to forgive me, you was nothing but nice."

"I got over that Mimi. It was a long time ago. I learnt to let go."

"Well thank you for your kindness Oliver. Let me know if you need help, with Jazz and anything else."

To be honest I was taken back by Mimi, but I knew she has changed, changed for the better. I guess Mimi really does have a love for children, I have heard...not sure if it is true or not, since every time Schuyler asks her, she denies it. I think Mimi and Kingsley have been trying for a baby. Perhaps she has been surrounded by too many children and it is making her broody, hell I started to think about settling down and I am only what twenty three. But of course I became a father age eighteen. Well actually I wasn't quite eighteen.

With Madison's funeral. Frankie has been helping me, she managed to convince me to invite Madison's parents, though I didn't want to...but then again, Frankie had a point. I mean they where her family after all, regardless of what they have done wrong. They are her parents, they deserve to say goodbye too.

"Daddy?"

I turned around after fixing my tie and found my daughter standing in the doorway of my bedroom wearing a beautiful black dress, with ballet like pumps to match her dress. She had her long brown locks tied into neat ponytail. Schuyler and Isla have been sleeping over the past few days, just to be another form of comfort for her. Isla has definitely been a huge help to Jazz. I think the idea of her mother not being here anymore is really starting to hit her. I mean for goodness sakes she is only five, she has been with her mother and only her mother for five long years, and now her mother has been so cruelly taken from her.

"Hey sweetheart, are you ready?"

Her little hazel eyes started to brim with tears as she nodded her head. She has been crying herself to sleep for the past week now. I feel completely useless. All the crying is taking a lot of her energy. She barely can stay awake for school. Though she does love being at school with Isla and Coco. Of course she tries to befriend Chace, but he isn't taking any of that. Though actually Jazz has been having some problems at school with the other girls. Bunch of bitches they are even at five. They have been picking on her for the way she acts and the way she speaks. But Jazz doesn't let anything faze her, she won't let a little name calling pull her down. Mimi has been a real godsend, she has been helping watch over Jazz. Helping her settle into her upper class lifestyle. Actually Mimi has even said that Jazz acts a bit like her, and god forbid my daughter turning out like Mimi Force. Well like the teenage Mimi Force.

"Oh sweetie come here."

My little girl ran straight into my waiting arms. Tears spilling from her eyes, my little girl is normally so strong. She always has a lot to say, she normally won't let anything get her down, even when Chace was being a complete ass to her. No wait he still is.

I held onto my daughter tightly as I looked up and saw Schuyler looking at us from the doorway of my bedroom.

"Daddy, I miss mommy, I miss her so much."

"I know you do sweetheart. But daddy promise you that I will never leave you ok."

My tearful little girl, snuggled her sweet head into my neck, and clung on to me ever so tightly. Just then the doorbell rang, I saw Schuyler mouth that she would go and get it.

"Lets go see if that is Grandma Maisie."

"Daddy you asked Grandma Maisie to come?"

"Of course sweetheart, she looked after you didn't she?"

"Yup."

My little girl took my hand and I stood, we walked into the living room where Schuyler and Isla where sitting with an elderly woman. Jazz immediately saw her and she let of my arm and immediately ran into her grandma's waiting arms.

"Grandma Maisie!"

"Hello my dear, have you missed me?"

"I missed you loads and loads Grandma Maisie."

"But are you happy my dear?"

"I am! Daddy takes good care of me. And daddy has lots and lots of family."

I walked over to my daughter who was sitting on the old lady's lap. And smiled at the old lady, we haven't officially met until now. I have spoken to her over the past few weeks on the phone.

"Maisie, it is good to finally meet you. Jazz has been talking about you a lot."

"Yes it is good to finally meet you. You really are a wonderful man, Madison wasn't lying."

"Madison talked about me?"

"All the time, she has been watching your career, I never truly understood why she never told you about Jasmine, Madison always made sure Jasmine knew about you. It seems you care about her a lot, giving her things that only Madison could only wish to give her daughter."

"She is my daughter, of course I will give her everything. She comes first, above anything."

Maisie nodded at what I said, Maisie seemed like the type of woman who was hard to please, though she seems to approve of me. Which is nice. Our chauffeur arrived and we all headed to the awaiting car to take us to a little church to say our final goodbyes. As I rode in the car, I held onto my daughter's hand tightly. While Isla - Rose Force had her other hand. They really have become good friends, fast friends...Jazz has been a real shoulder to cry on, especially with Isla's relationship with Chace. They have always been so close, but now Chace has been acting so strange. As if he doesn't care about Isla anymore, and I know that upsets Isla a lot. Chace has been very strange, even his mother has to admit that, he has been acting out a lot towards his mother, when before he has been so close to her, so upset when his mother was not around.

As we arrived outside the church, there stood two elderly looking people. With a very very sour look on their face. They looked like they where in their sixties.

I stepped out of the car with Jazz. I held onto her hand tightly as we made our way to the elderly couple.

"Mr and Mrs Keys. It is nice to finally meet you. I am Oliver Hazard-Perry and this is Jasmine Hazard-Perry, your granddaughter."

I held out my hand to Mr Keys but he ignored me while his wife looked at my hand in disgust.

"That's really rude you know!"

I turned to look at my daughter, before looking at the sour looking elderly couple, who was looking at my daughter with disgust, it made me extremely angry that they could pull such a face at the own granddaughter.

"Jazz, say hello to your grandad and grandmother."

My little girl let go of my hand and folded her arms together and pulled a rather amusing face. I sighed heavily at her bad behaviour, for some reason I really wanted to impress Madison's family.

"What a rude child. Clearly takes after her father."

I ignored their stupid remark, clearly one of those high class families who thinks they are superior to other people. Clearly wealth means everything. I do not like people like that. Funny enough that Madison did not turn out like them. I soon felt another arm by my side, I turned to see my girlfriend, Frankie. I turned to give her a quick peck before Frankie introduced herself to the ruddy Keys. Who seemed to have taken a slight shine to her. Which was a little strange, surely they will take a shine to their granddaughter rather than my girlfriend.

" Hi Mr and Mrs Keys, my name is Francesca Duvall, but you can call me Frankie, I am incredible sorry for your lose."

"Thank you my dear, you are a very polite girl. Maybe you can spread some of your politeness to others."

Mrs Keys aimed her words directly at me before eying up my daughter. I sighed heavily and turned to look at Schuyler who sent me a quick smile before turning her attention back towards Isla.

"Ollie."

I turned and saw Avery standing by a car holding the hand of Chace, while Taylor was helping Coco out of the car. Avery and her family quickly made their way up the steps and stood by me. Avery gave me a quick hug and kiss.

"Uncle Ollie!"

The twins chirped, Chace seems to be in a better mood. Guess I haven't really had time to see the twins. Avery stood in front of the Keys and introduced herself to them.

"Hello Mr and Mrs Keys, I am Avery Smith and this is my fiance Taylor Bennett and our two children, Christopher and Cassandra Bennett. I went to Columbia with your daughter."

"Oh so you are the British whore who influenced my daughter to have a child out of wedlock."

"Well very nice to meet you Mr and Mrs Keys aren't you a pleasant bunch."

And with that Avery and her family walked away leaving the Keys a little taken back to be taken down a few notches. I took Jazz's little hand and walked into the church. As the ceremony began, I noticed that there was not many people at the service, Madison has really taken herself away from the glitz and glam or the world of the elite. She really has lost touch with people. I couldn't help but feel a little hurt at the fact that Madison has died. I really liked her, even if we only ever spent one night together, I was waiting, waiting for her to call me, she never did...and then I ended up being popular some how and Kitty Mullins took a huge interest in me.

Once we all made our way to where Madison was going to be buried. Jazz started to cry uncontrollably, I lifted her up into my arms and held her close as her tears continued to flow. It made my own eyes well up.

"Oh sweetheart."

"Daddy, don't leave me...don't ever leave me."

"I won't my darling I promise, daddy will always be here for you."

Once we arrived I set my little girl onto the ground and Schuyler placed a simple white rose into her hand. I walked with my little girl towards her mother's coffin and placed the white rose on top.

"Sweetie, is there anything you wanted to say?"

She nodded her tiny head, and turned to look at the small crowd that gathered to say a final goodbye.

"Mommy, I love you. I hope you are watching down on us and looking after me and daddy."

I looked towards her parents and hoped that they would say something, that they would say a final goodbye.

"Mr and Mrs Keys, is there anything you would like to say?"

Mrs Keys nodded I really didn't like her, but I was more scared at the fact that Mr Keys was being extremely silent, it is the quiet ones that you need to watch.

" I am Gertrude Keys and this is my husband Albert, we would like to say thank you to all that has attended my daughter's funeral. It is an utter shame her sister didn't turn up, clearly someone didn't think to contact us for further information."

I rolled my eyes at her comment, from the corner of my eye, I could see that Avery was already to say something or perhaps even launched at the old bat, but Taylor put a steady hand onto her arm to stop her. I didn't even realise that Madison had a sister, she never spoken about having a sister. The Keys where the first to leave, which annoyed me a little, it seems that they did not have a care for their own child.

I got a bad vibe from them, they are trouble with a capital T. That's why Madison didn't want anything to do with them. I am getting a bad feeling about them, as if this will not be last time we will see them.

(Frankie's POV)

Ollie has almost gone back to his old self, he is talking to me now and seeing me though that Jazz is still a brat towards me, she does it on purpose but when her daddy is around she acts all sweet and innocent, when I know she is far from it, if it was down to me I would bloody wrung her neck by now. I will catch her being a brat towards me and then show her father that she isn't as innocent as she likes to portray. God she is only five years old and she already acts like a complete brat. I have no love for children at all. I have never had a desire to have a child and never will do.

Luckily I managed to do some digging on this Madison Keys, and I found out about her family background, or rather about her parents, her father Albert Keys, a well know Criminal Lawyer not once has he ever lost a case. And at the ripe old age of sixty five he is still one of New York's most talked about lawyer, he is ruthless, knows what he wants, and well he know a lot of bad people. Bad people as in bad red bloods, and some nephilims not that he know that they are nephilims or anything. That's when I decided the only other way to get rid of the wretched brat without killing her is by using her grandparents, sure they may have disowned their daughter for carrying Oliver's bastard child. But surely they will not disown their only grandchild will they? Well at least I think that brat is their only grandchild, since they already disowned their other daughter years ago. It seems social standing means everything to them, perhaps they will agree to the terms of having someone to pass down their riches and rags to.

After attending the bloody funeral, a small number of us all resided back at Oliver's apartment. Well that being the Force's, the Regent and her family, and the old bat that looked after the brat. I just wanted them all to leave so that I could carry out my other plan, this is the only way I can keep hold of him, of course I'll still go and screw Paul Rayburn, what can I say he gives me the thrills. Frankly I quite like him, I like his company, though he is still struggling with trying to get that bloody venator out of the picture. The Countess has already has plans to get rid of the head venator. We are slowly weakening the New York Coven, taking them down from every single angle, then we can strike.

After what felt like forever, everyone left leaving just Oliver and I...and that brat. But she soon went to bed, she was overwhelmed by the events of today, the poor brat had to bury her mother, and she has practically been crying herself to sleep every night. Well when she wasn't moping around or trying to get her father's attention, she was being a right brat towards me.

I poured Oliver and I are glass of red wine, before taking it to the couch where he was sitting, staring aimlessly at the TV, when I know he wasn't actually watching it. He looked completely drained himself. I handed him a glass of red and he thanked me. Sitting next to him, I helped loosen his tie and planted a kiss onto his cheek. Oliver wrapped an arm round my shoulders, after sleeping with Paul it doesn't feel right for Oliver to be doing that to me. I rather have Paul's company, I'd rather have him wrap a strong arm round me, to hold me, to keep me safe.

"Thank you for being so supportive Frankie."

"Of course honey, I am your girlfriend...I know how she feels. You know I lost my family too."

I didn't really. I manipulated an Italian family living in Canada that I was also their daughter, before killing them. Yes I lost my family in a tragic fire, while I was in New York studying. Oliver brought it, hell everyone did.

"I know. I'm sorry about that babe."

"Ollie, there is no need to say that. It is not your fault, in fact...it is because of you that I am now alive, you know I was going to go home that weekend...but...you begged me to go on that romantic weekend with you. You saved my life Ollie."

I know my words touched him deeply, it is funny how words can manipulate people, how simple words can be turned into lies. That's when I found Oliver taking the wine glass from my hand and placing both mine and his on the coffee table, as his chapped lips touched mine rather well glossed ones. The kiss was suppose to be passionate, suppose to be full of love, I acted like I was, but I was far from it. I don't love Oliver, I never have and never will. Yet I continued to toy with him, to dominate his heart, so that I can ruin Schuyler Force. Killing her is my task, and I shall complete it. I will not fail my father, I will not fail him like the others have done.

After making love like crazy on the sofa, god Oliver is so lousy, so inexperience. I thought I was the only woman he has ever slept with, clearly I was wrong. He slept with one other person, the brat's mother, which I have caught him thinking about a lot, lately. Like what could have been, if he and Madison Keys got together. As if that would have happened, I would have killed her, but she went and practically killed herself, so that was definitely one less job to do. We dressed quickly just in case his blasted daughter walked in on us, which was unlikely but Oliver didn't want his daughter to see things she shouldn't see at the age of five. Though she probably knows all the swear words in the world by now, though naive Oliver still continues to believe his daughter is so innocent, she is going to be hell when she is older, that is if I let her live that long.

"Ollie..."

"Yeah?"

"You know you are the only family I have now..."

"I know."

"That's why...I mean I have been doing a lot of thinking well since Jazz has come into your life...and when I see you with her, it makes me smile...and now... I know I don't want anything else but to be with you, to be apart of your life...that's why..."

I felt down onto one knee and looked up at Oliver who looked stunned that I was the one doing it, I was the one who always held the trousers in our relationship, everyone knew that.

"Oliver Hazard-Perry will you marry me?"