Hi.
Previously:
She knocks on the door.
"Come in."
"Good morning, Olivia."
"Good morning, Daniel." Olivia smiles all too kindly
"How was the trip?"
"You tell me."
"Excuse me?"
"I'm sure you called, Charles right away to ask about our meeting so you tell me what Charles said." Daniel stares at Olivia before smiling. "he likes you, actually he loves you. He said that you are amazing."
"Did he say anything else?"
"No, he said that you are going to fix this for him and I believe it."
Olivia squints her eyes "I can't fathom how people can condone the action of others? How they can watch someone hurt people and find it okay."
"Where's this coming from?"
"Just talking." Olivia says simply though her eyes tell another story, she glares at Daniel struggling to keep calm about his actions, how he could hide his dirty secrets from her for all these years.
"I saw the painting in your office, it's new."
"What were you doing in my office?"
"I was just admiring the painting."
"By snooping?"
"I was walking by and I saw it."
Olivia stares at Daniel questionably
"That ring looks familiar." Daniel stares at Olivia's ring again. The entire week that Olivia was gone, all he could think about was that ring, and he's unsure why but he's stuck on it, he's stuck on her.
"What are you getting at, Daniel? Why are you still concerned about my life and personal affairs?"
There's a knock at the door.
"Do not come in!" Daniel yells
But the person walks in anyways.
"What are you doing here?"
Olivia's stares at the person in shock, confusion, fear.
"I work here."
Dressed in a impeccable custom suit, he turns to acknowledge Olivia.
"Hi Olivia."
"Hi Fitz."
X
The office was positively buzzing with anticipation, and gossip.
"That's Daniel's brother." One girl whispers to a coworker.
"I hear, he's taking over."
"I wouldn't mind him taking over me." The girls whisper amongst themselves.
Olivia stares at the three young girls coldly.
"What the hell is happening?" Abby whispers to Olivia as they move to Olivia's office that has a clear view of Daniel's office where the two brothers were in what Olivia could assume is a heated argument.
Olivia motions for Abby to close the door.
"What the hell is Fitz doing here, did you know he was coming?"
"No. Abby, I am as shocked as you." She sits her on chair, exasperated. This wasn't part of their plan, and worse Fitz did this without talking to her, something he always reminds her about.
"How did he not tell you?"
"Did you know?" Olivia turns to Abby
"No" Abby exclaims "I don't think he told anyone."
"I'm so angry right now, Abby I can't think straight."
"Why is he here?"
"When Daniel and I were in the room talking, he said he works here…"
"Are you serious?"
"That's what Fitz told Daniel, and obviously he's not telling me everything that is happening so I am just as lost as you."
"There has to be a reason."
"It doesn't give him the right to hide this from me, this is my career, and we were supposed to be a team."
"Liv, I'm sure Fitz has his reasons for keeping you in the dark."
Olivia shakes her head "this place is going to break him."
"Why?"
"Fitz, isn't made for this type of world, Abby. He lives in this magical world where everyone is happy and he gets to dream his pretty thoughts about me and him and kids. This place. Jerry…he should have talked to me about this decision because it affects me too."
Abby shakes her head in agreement. "Well, all of the girls are happy to see him."
Olivia rolls her eyes. That's another thing she is dreading. Fitz belongs with her. She's never been one to claim or even become remotely jealous yet the thought of a girl ogling over him so obviously is incredibly disrespectful. The talks and objectification of him is brutal yet nothing compares to feeling of what this place means to Fitz. The many women who he fought for and the women who let him down.
The door to Daniel's office opens, and immediately everyone comes out of there office, including Abby and Olivia.
"Good morning everyone, I want to make an announcement. Starting today, Fitzgerald Grant the Third will be acting as the CO chairman of the Grant Doyle firm, I will still be leading the firm but will now share the burden with Fitz."
"Is that your brother?" A man asked
"I am." Fitz says speaking up for Daniel who looks beyond furious.
"Hello everyone, I am Fitzgerald Grant but you can all call me Fitz. I am not here to take my brother's job but to simply come back to work and handle business. I will also be here to address complaints and issues within the workforce and strive to make the Grant Doyle firm the best firm to work for once again. It's a pleasure to be amongst the best in the business. Thank you."
The room claps and Daniel immediately walks to his office as Fitz walks around the office building to shake hands with everyone until stopping at Olivia who refused to move from her office.
"Hi Abby." Fitz gives her a warm hug
"Fitz, you have caused a frenzy here."
Fitz smiles softly "I think it's about time the place gets a makeover."
Abby looks between the two lovers, one happy and the other mad.
"I have to go." Abby says quickly walking away from the awkward situation that is Olivia and Fitz.
"Hi, Ms. Pope." Fitz flashes Olivia his trademark smile that leaves her head pounding with anger and desire.
"You should shake my hand, considering people are watching." Olivia turns to see a few people watching them.
"Fitzgerald." Olivia and Fitz turn to look at the porcelain skin coming towards him, Olivia watches Fitz's relaxed stance become tense at her proximity.
Fitz moves to block Olivia from Amber.
"No hug?"
"Do you two know each other?" Olivia asked playing innocent
"Oh we use to date when Fitz was running this company."
"Oh." Olivia says softly, clearly not expecting such a bold answer from Amber, who was always quiet until today.
"We were not serious."
"We were."
Fitz shakes his head clearly disagreeing "if we were then you made sure to break that up."
Amber blinks for a second, her cold attitude thawed just a bit for Fitz to say something.
"Olivia, would you mind leaving Fitz and I so we can talk."
"Olivia, is not going anywhere. We were having a conversation until you interrupted us."
"He's all yours Amber, I have more important things to do." Olivia says coldly walking back to her office and closely the door.
He watches her shut the door on his face, his spirit broken in a matter of seconds.
If Fitz came back to get back at Amber; Olivia wasn't going to stop him, and she was not going to be part of his personal vendetta, Olivia has more important things to do than sit and think about Fitz.
"Can we talk now?" Amber turns to Fitz with hope in her eyes.
"Not a chance in hell." Fitz smiles at her before walking away.
"Why not?"
"Because we have nothing to talk about."
"Are you sure about that?"
He looks at her and he sees nothing but a hollow and vacant soul.
/
"Hi, this is Olivia Pope. I believe one of my associates has reached out to set a time."
"Am I in trouble?"
"No, you are not in trouble." Olivia can hear the silence on the phone, she knows the young girl is scared. "I am not here to hurt you, but I do want to help and I think you are in need of help."
"I do need help, but I am scared."
"You don't have to be afraid, that is why I am here. Tell me where and what time."
Olivia quickly rights down what the young girl says "thank you for talking to me, and I look forward to meeting you tomorrow."
"What." Olivia answers coldly
"Hi."
Silence fills the other end of the phone, followed by a click.
Fitz sighs heavily frustrated that Olivia won't even speak to him.
His phone rings "Hello."
"My office."
Fitz walks into Daniel's office.
"You are supposed to knock."
Fitz shrugs "what do you want?"
"Well since you are working here, Jerry wants you to come to our private party we are hosting tomorrow night."
"I have plans."
"Then you cancel them, unless you weren't serious about working here."
"Fine." Fitz rubs his face clearly annoyed with Daniel
"Why are you here?"
"What?" Fitz turns around to look at him.
"Why are you here at this firm?"
"Because I'm tired of being a loser." Fitz answers honestly.
Daniel stares at Fitz before accepting his answer.
"Would you like something to eat?"
Fitz lifts his hand up "I'll pass. Thank you."
Daniel quickly dials a few numbers he has remembered "Olivia, would you like to have lunch?"
Fitz pauses at the door before opening it and walking out. He walks by Olivia's office staring at her as she talks on the phone before walking away.
He didn't expect Olivia to be this angry with him.
/
Her heals are pounding on the tile floors trying desperately to create some distance between her and him.
"Olivia." he hisses as he walks quickly to catch up to her as she storms into her apartment building.
She quickly presses a few buttons to get the elevator door to close but it's no use. With his hand between the two doors the elevator opens and he slides in calmly all the while keeping distance from her.
He stares at her throughout the elevator while she looks straight ahead, refusing to look him in the eyes.
The elevator opens and he waits for her to exit as he too follows behind, giving her enough distance to ease her conscious.
She stumbles at the door, her anger clearly getting the best of her.
"Let me." He whispers behind her.
"Go away, Fitz."
"We need to talk."
Angrily Olivia turns to him "you want to talk now? After the stint you pulled at my job?"
"We need to talk and I will explain everything."
"You should have told me that before you decided to do what you did."
"I did this for you, for us." He takes the keys from Olivia's hands and gently opens her apartment door, she walks in but turns to stare at Fitz who stares at Olivia, silently begging her to let him in.
She walks in her apartment leaving the door open but never looking back.
She hears the door close followed by the click of the lock.
He slides off his coat and places it on a chair.
Olivia stares at him coldly, curious as to why he was removing his clothes.
"What are you doing?"
Fitz begins undoing his cufflinks "I'm getting comfortable."
"You aren't staying here with me."
"We are going to have a long talk and I want to be comfortable."
"We aren't going to talk so you can go ahead and go." Olivia lifts her hand up in dismal.
"You are mad that I now work there or what?"
"Mad?" Olivia says sitting on the bed looking at her closet door, anything to not look at Fitz.
"Fitz, you lied to me."
"I didn't lie to you."
"You kept this huge secret from me, that is lying."
"After we found out about Jerry, I realized that while these young girls are important and that their lives do matter. The many people part of this corrupted ring will be left unaccounted for, in order to take them all down, I had to come back. I have to be the man Jerry wants me to be, gain his trust and gain all the incriminating evidence to lock him and the rest of his gang away."
"You should have told me…" Olivia whispers looking up at the closet door and seeing Fitz's reflection staring back at her.
"I had to make you believe it if I was going to make Daniel. You said Daniel is suspicious of us…we'll now he isn't."
"Fitz, this is dangerous."
"I know, which is why I want you to stay away from this and focus on Charles's case."
"Fitz…"
"To everyone else I work alone. You are working on Charles's case and we are acquittances."
"I'm worried about you being with them."
"Don't be." He moves to sit beside Olivia on the bed
"Amber…"
"Is irrelevant."
"Are you doing this to get back at her? Did she break your heart?"
"What?" he turns to look at Olivia
"You were very cold towards her, angry."
"Olivia, what she did to me definitely angers me, but what she did to those girls…she took away their sense of peace, justice. Jerry and all the men like him could have been in jail for a long time but because of her, they roam free. I can never forgive her for what she did, because of her actions I had to watch parents bury their child. I hate her but not because I love her because she is like of all them and worse uses me as some sort of symbol of her wanting to be good."
"She clearly wants you."
"And she clearly can't have me." Fitz turns Olivia to look at him.
"Your ring…" Olivia whispers after intertwining her and Fitz's fingers
He slides off his shirt and shows Olivia her ring connected to his necklace.
Olivia smiles softly at the action.
"I'm keeping you close to me at all times." Fitz winks
"I was worried…I knew that the second you walked in to Daniel and I's meeting that we were screwed."
"Why?"
"Daniel clearly pays attention to me, which is shocking."
"How?"
"What?" Olivia turns to look at Fitz
"How is it shocking that Daniel notices you?"
Olivia shrugs "because I didn't think he paid that much attention to me during our relationship. He was focused on work and I didn't think he noticed the small things about me, but I guess I was wrong."
Fitz holds Olivia's hand in his, softly touching the ring he gave to her. "He loves you. Which is quite possibly the easiest thing to do with you."
Olivia doesn't respond to Fitz's statement, simply absorbing the meaning of his words.
"I'm meeting with one of the girls."
"What's her name?"
"Faith. I like her, I think she is going to be our star witness. She wants justice, Fitz. I'm looking forward to meeting her."
"When?"
"Tomorrow, after work."
"Crap."
"What?" Olivia's big doe eyes glow in the dark room with only the city lights as their source of light.
"I have this private party that I have to attend tomorrow."
"Where?"
"I don't know… Jerry is sending a car to pick me up."
Olivia nods her head softly, unsure how to respond.
"I wish I could be with you. Maybe I can cancel."
"Don't be silly."
"I'm not."
"Fitz, you didn't just sign your life over for nothing, you fail to show up and it's over."
They sit in silence for a few minutes, neither speaking just enjoying the silent communication between them, the comfortably familiarity of being in each other's presences.
"What do you want after this is all over?"
"What?" Olivia whispers her voice crackling a little from the lack of talking
"When Jerry and Daniel are both in jail and we have saved the world, what do you want?"
Olivia sits idly for a few seconds, letting the question soak before answering. "outside of you and me?"
"Just what do you want."
Olivia sighs " I want my own firm. Not like this." Olivia clarifies "but a firm that's sole purpose is to help those who need a second chance, those who've been wrongly accused, those that system has failed to help. I want my firm to be about doing good. Honest goodness. And personally…"
Fitz moves the slightest bit closer to her desperate to hear her answer.
"To be happy."
Fitz smiles softly, pleased with the answer.
"What about you?"
Fitz's eyes grow slightly bigger as he lays down on the bed and stares at the ceiling "I'm not sure what I want professionally. My father always said he wanted me to be President."
"Do you want that?" Olivia looks down at Fitz gaging his reaction.
"I'm not sure. I suppose I wouldn't oppose if it had come from me but the fact that Jerry wanted me to do it just makes me not want to. How is it that he knows me better than I do?"
"He doesn't."
"He does."
"Fitz, you decide your fate. Life gives you choices and it is yours to decide not Jerry."
"I would like to make a difference in this world."
"Who says that you can't?"
His eyes met hers and butterflies fluttered at her core
"Personally?"
Cupping the side of her face he pulls her towards him, looking tempestuously at lips her. He traces her plump lips with his thumb; watching as she bites his thumb pleasurably.
"To marry you, to have a happy and healthy relationship. Have lots of kids, give them the life we didn't have and maybe you and I can make our own happiness and find peace in the life we were deprived of."
She stares directly into his eyes that clearly see her story and her own pain mirroring his.
"Are you chasing demons Fitz?"
"Are you?"
Her eyes flutter at the questions. She moves off the bed towards her closet. "it's getting pretty late and I have an early morning."
Fitz stands up seeing that as his time to leave.
Olivia watches Fitz put on his shirt.
"Where are you going?"
Fitz looks at Olivia "home, I figured you were going to bed."
She throws on her robe and ties it tightly around her waist. "you don't have to go."
He looks at her confused "do you want me to stay?"
"I'm saying you don't have to leave."
He takes a good look at her, her body language is challenging him to leave but her eyes, are pleading with him to stay. Her pride stops her from revealing herself to him, but every once in a while she'll share pieces of herself to him that nobody else knows about.
"Okay." He removes his shirt once again and placing it on the chair along with his coat and pants.
Olivia lets out an audible sigh of relief, a breath she didn't know she was holding.
While Fitz slept, Olivia snuck out of the bed and hung his clothes in her closet.
She knows he gets frustrated with her, and her hot and cold attitude but she wanted to show Fitz that loves him, that she appreciates him for loving her entirely. What she never told Fitz was that she never moved in with anyone, not even Daniel though they were serious. Her boyfriends were never allowed to leave clothes at her apartment not even their favorite cd, her place belonged strictly to her but with Fitz she doesn't oppose the once frightening commitment.
By the time he wakes up, Olivia was already gone.
He stumbles around the room, looking for his clothes.
He calls her cellphone.
"Hi."
"Hi, baby…Liv do you know where my clothes are?"
"Fitz, I have to go a client just walked in." Olivia hangs up quickly without giving Fitz an answer.
After looking everywhere he finally looks in the closet.
He smiles at the sight of his suit being hung in Olivia's closet next to her own clothes. He never looked at her closet or went snooping through her stuff but he admires her closet, the array of purses and coats of different colors and patterns. His eyes follow down the closet until he stops and sees a section of male suits, pants and shirts in the closet.
He touches her white coat and smiles softly at the thought of her before grabbing a new suit and tie and getting ready for work.
/
"Hi."
"Hi." Olivia smirks at Fitz who moves beside her to make a cup of coffee.
"Nice suit."
"Thank you, my girlfriend bought it for me. Well actually she surprised me with a place in her closet."
"Are you happy about the closet space or the clothes?"
"Both." Fitz whispers in Olivia's ear before walking away.
/
He can't take his eyes off her, throughout the meeting he's glued to her. Fortunately enough he has a reason to stare at her, she was giving a presentation and like she always does, she manages to capture the room with her effortless clarity and poise.
A chill runs down his spine, that peculiar feeling of being watched but unable to react. His head rises and finds Daniel staring at him, the two exchange silent words before focusing on the object of their affection.
Fitz admires Olivia, she somehow manages to remain stoic, always composed you could never read her or get the slightest idea of what she is feeling unless she expresses herself. While, she can pretend and act like they have never met Fitz finds himself struggling to not look at her, to pretend.
The meeting ends and everyone leaves except for three. Fitz approaches Daniel and Olivia who are conversing about the meeting.
Olivia spots Fitz from the corner of her approaching her, she feels the burning of her stomach at his close proximity and near Daniel of all people. "Hi Fitz."
"Hi Olivia. I just wanted to say you did a great job on the presentation."
She smiles at him, pleased that he appreciates her work and her views "Thank you, Fitz."
"You want to have lunch?" Daniel asked trying desperately to mark Olivia as his too Fitz.
"I can't, I have to meet a client."
"Raincheck?"
"Sure, someday."
"Olivia, your initiative to pursue legal defense for the under privileged is remarkable, if you are ever in need of helping hands or my service I would be honored to be of assistance in such a noble cause." And he would, Olivia's presentation was about the community giveback, an opportunity to show the city of New York that the rich care about them, but Olivia was tired of writing a check, she wants more.
"I want to go down to the local boys and girls club and talk to the young children about their dreams, if they want a basketball goal, I want to tell them how they can come up with a solution to get one, but more than that I want to inspire them, guide them."
"That is admirable. I would love to go with you when you visit."
Olivia nods her head
"I would also like to go as well. Since we are making this into a field trip." Daniel speaks up
"Excuse me?"
"Since, Fitz is going and getting to see you in action I would also like to be a witness to that or am I not allowed?"
"What are you talking about, Daniel?"
"Daniel, why don't you stop brining Olivia into this. There is no need to be jealous."
"No one is jealous, Fitz!" Daniel shouts back "but I don't like or want you near Olivia."
"What?" Olivia turns coldly towards Daniel.
"You and I are over and I don't want our personal life interfering with our professional one. Fitz, is a family."
"Olivia, is part of that family now."
Her heart begins beating out of her chest, she swears they can hear it. Fitz, didn't say which she thinks he did.
"Who's family? Yours?" Daniel's voice drops
"Daniel, you are the only one who is making this personal. Lastly, you do not tell me who I can and cannot speak to. Grow up. I do not have the time or the patience to sit around coddling you and making you feel better about your insecurities that you have with Fitz. You two need to talk and move on." Olivia walks away without looking back, but she's shaken. This game has just started and she's already over her head.
/
He presses a button closing the elevator doors. Dressed in an all-black suit he feels completely out of his element, he hasn't been to one of these parties in a long time and when he did show up, he made sure to leave before the party actually began.
The numbers light up as he gets closer to his destination.
He licks his lip noticing the dry texture on the roof of his mouth. His hands are clammy and he feels the urge to throw up, but the door opens and his nerves fade away. Sometimes in order to beat the devil you have to become one.
He walks in the large penthouse suite, the room is filled with rich people, some old and some young. The room smells of pretentious greed, monsters hiding in the shadow of the night to come out and play, and boy do they play.
He grabs a glass of champagne and walks around the spacious suite, with marble floors and high vaulted ceilings.
"Who are you?" one by one they would ask him, clearly seeing him as being the newbie to a well-established group
"I am Fitzgerald Grant."
With his name being spoken, Immediately the men begin to relax and talk seeing that the son of Jerry Grant is clearly no threat to their sinister deeds and privacy.
The group is around fifty people, men talking amongst themselves, and others exchanging pills and their poison of choice. He moves to another room and finds several NFL owners and oil merchants sitting at a table with a white powdery substance lingering on their nose, the men laugh loudly as they pass the tray to their female companions. His eyes squint as he takes note of every single one of them in this room. The young girls are beyond the point of recognition, this is a game too them all, but little do they know, Fitz is playing to win it all. There's a larger amount of saliva filling Fitz's mouth, he's beyond sickened, he coolly walks away and towards the bar.
Fitz pulls out his necklace, kissing Olivia's ring before tucking it back in his shirt and calling her.
He calls and calls again but she doesn't answer.
The party was fairly reserved but then Jerry walks in with a large group of women, and the room suddenly comes to life. Everyone claps and cheers for Jerry as he walks down the long hallway, to an observer it would look like Jerry made the final touchdown, became the MVP, the room treats him like a god and he thrives on the intoxicating feeling.
After all the small talks and hugs, Jerry stops at his son who looks unamused or even slightly proud.
"Why is that everyone in this room is excited to see me but my son?"
Fitz shrugs "maybe my mother died recently and it stings to see my father moving on so quickly."
Jerry's eyes shift downward "well, there's no point in crying about the dead."
Fitz shakes his head in agreement.
"Come." Jerry grabs Fitz's arm in a big hug, the first hug the two have had in many years. Jerry is clearly happy to have his son back. And oddly enough, Fitz took comfort in seeing his father be proud of him, something he claims he has never wanted yet he smiles at the sentiment.
"This is my son, Fitz. He's been away but he's back now." Jerry says to a group of men that Fitz recognizes
"You are Attorney General Shaw."
"I am." He says happily shaking Fitz's hand at recognizing.
"Told you! My boy is a politician! He knew you without a word." Jerry says proudly
"Lover boy, is going to make us all rich!" Hollis Doyle yells from behind Fitz, slapping him on the back as he makes his presences known.
"I knew it was too quite." Fitz quips causing the group to laugh loudly
"Well I be damn, Jerry how did you get this son of bitch in the fold?"
"He came home." Jerry says happily "he's ready to be a winner."
Hollis stares at Fitz with uncertainty, while he clearly has the clothes and he does seem oddly harder, something is still off.
"You ready to get your hands dirty?" Hollis challenges Fitz
Fitz turns to Hollis giving him his complete attention "I've never been more ready."
"Daniel isn't going to be happy about this." Hollis remarks to group
"Daniel, doesn't have a choice." Jerry speaks up "Fitz, is the one I want. Daniel, can be his vice president but Fitz is the one. He has the looks, the charisms, and more he doesn't want it which makes it better."
"When I become President, how will I make you all richer?" Fitz asked
"One, you will pass a lenient bill for oil regulation and decrease the funding for OSHA regulation and global warming bull crap."
"How about the owners? " Fitz says looking at the NFL owners and banks owners moved to openly fondling the women.
"Taxes." Hollis says with a smile.
Fitz looks around the room, his eyes following the several girls walking with men behind them. He looks away sickened.
"Speak of the devil." Hollis murmurs as the group turns and watches Daniel and Amber come in together. Jerry turns to Fitz desperate to see his reaction. But Fitz is stoic, his face giving no indication to what he is feeling.
"Hi, Fitz." Amber turns to Fitz smiling all too happily.
"I didn't know you two were dating."
"Well, you and I aren't exactly on speaking terms."
Fitz takes a sip of his scotch, deciding not to respond.
"Are you jealous?" Amber ask Fitz
"Of you two?"
"Yes." She desperate to get reaction out of him
"No." Fitz smiles before taking another sip "I think you and Daniel are perfect for each other."
"Oh, why's that?" Daniel asked as the group suddenly gets quieter.
"You two are both corporate monsters, neither of you have to lie or pretend to be someone that you aren't."
"And what about you? Who are you pretending to be Fitz?" Daniel's voice grows louder and more people turn with curiosity growing.
"I'm being me."
"No. You aren't cause you do not like this stuff , you hate this family yet here you are. So why? Who are you trying to be? Cause it's not us."
Fitz stares at his brother, they look so much alike yet they couldn't be more different. He opens his mouth to say something but decides against, Daniel wants a fight and he will not give him one.
He walks away from the group ignoring the yells of protest.
"Mr. Lawson, how are you enjoying the gathering?"
"I must say that Jerry always knows how to through a party."
Fitz finds himself in a corner talking to one of Jerry's friends.
"I have to ask, I know my father is very kind and generous to the people he considers allies."
"You want to know about the women?"
Fitz puts out a hearty chuckle, "you got me."
"Jerry, doesn't let you taste the food?"
"I was always informed that the food was for the guest." Fitz counters
Greg nods his head, that is a typical Jerry answer "well that's a damn shame. I'll talk to him about it."
"I would rather that you didn't. while he will tell you everything is good he will become furious with me, and I do not want that at all."
"So what do you want?"
Fitz turns subtly to eye the room, Jerry had walked away with Daniel to another room.
"I want to sample the food but I don't want to pay for it."
Greg stares at Fitz with shock, and the color from Fitz's face turns pallor.
They stare at one another until Greg laughs loudly causing Fitz to let out a soft chuckle as well.
"You are a Grant man."
Fitz smiles at the short white man with a large nose, who uses his wealth and personality to hide his insecurities. He's a creep, his entire wardrobe is worth more than some make in a few months but to the rich, money is about flaunting and showcasing how powerful they are.
"I have unlimited access to the desert." Greg tells Fitz as he summons a women over to them
"You can have one now."
The young red head girl that looks no more than twenty-two turns to Fitz, rubbing his chest seductively as Fitz kindly removes her hands.
"That's not exactly what I have in mind. My father is here and this is work."
Greg nods his head in agreement "You must be wanting to go to the Dominion."
"How do I get there?" Fitz plays on though he has no idea what Greg is referring too.
" Go to the Grant hotel, of your choosing." He clarifies "use the name 'godfather' that's my name there and they will take you to the Presidential suite where you will call a separate number in the room for the dominion. There you will have your selection of men or women or both. You can have white, Asian , Black, Mexican, you name it and he has it and they are good" He smiles horribly and all Fitz can do is shake his head and give him a hand shake.
/
"Hi Fitz, surprised to see you here."
He eyes the vixen. Her porcelain skin shinning under the amber lights. He looks at her and he feels immense sadness. How did she end up this way?
"Amber. I'm not shocked to see you here at all. You obviously have made your rounds with the men here." Fitz makes a pointed jab at her walking in with Daniel.
"Jealous?"
Fitz shakes his head "not jealous. Just disappointed but you obviously like being the Grant's men common whore, so tell me out of all three of us who do you like the best?"
Amber laughs loudly causing the room to turn and stare, and for Daniel and Jerry to watch them closely.
"Why don't you ask Olivia that question?"
He stares at her blankly for a few seconds, clearly caught off guard by her bold accusation.
"What?"
"You're fucking your brother's girlfriend. To answer your question, yes Daniel told me about him and Olivia and his suspicions about the two of you, but after your little stunt you pulled he believes that you two aren't together but I disagree."
Fitz smirks at Amber "their relationship has nothing to do with me, and you couldn't be further from the truth."
"Oh really?" She challenges Fitz
"Yes. The only whore here is you Amber. You are the only one who enjoys being tossed around like trash. Olivia is a women with class and dignity."
"Funny thing though is that I never told anyone about us. I might have been Jerry's mistress but I protected you Fitz ."
"Protected me" Fitz walks away laughing
"I protected you! " Amber follows after him "I never told Jerry or Daniel about us cause if I did then they would have made me filed sexual harassment and say that you raped me.I might be a cold heartless bitch but I cared for you and I still do despite what you may think of me."
"What about those girls? What about Amanda ? She killed herself because she couldn't bear to live with the pain Jerry caused her. Those girls were victims innocent, and Jerry took from them a piece of their life that they will never have back. Thanks to you, he roams free."
"I had no choice."
He moves closer to her "yes, you did."
She bites her lip in frustration "Jerry was suspicious of something and if I didn't tell him it would have been problems."
Fitz shakes his head in disbelief "there is nothing you could do to change how I feel about you."
"How is it that Olivia gets your love and affection when we are the same?"
Fitz laughs sarcastically " don't you ever compare yourself to Olivia, she is a good person, and lastly we aren't together."
"When you saw me, you immediately pushed Olivia away from me and went into attack mode. You didn't even want me looking in her direction."
"Because she's a good person."
"No." Amber shakes her head "your family doesn't know you Fitz but I do. I know you, and when you love someone you protect them, you wrap them up and place them in box so no one can touch them. You placed this girl on a pedestal so high that she will fail you."
Fitz bites his lips in anger "I'm not seeing her but you keep making accusations like that and we will be looking for a new HR director."
She looks Fitz up and down, he looks better than he did all those years ago. "You wouldn't be this defensive if it wasn't true."
"How about I don't want an innocent person losing her career over someone's accusations. Defamations of character is a crime, tread lightly Amber." He warns walking out of the party
"Where are you going?" Jerry grabs Fitz's arm
"Home."
"Drink" Jerry hands Fitz a tumbler filled with scotch
"I've had enough" and he has, he's feeling his resolve drift away, the alcohol creating an euphoric effect.
"One more." Jerry hands Fitz the glass and Fitz looks at the drink before finishing it in one gulp.
He knocks on the door, pounding endlessly.
She opens the door, stares at him for a few seconds. He looks terrible. His once perfectly iron suit looks worn. His eyes are tiresome and red, he smells like alcohol and smoke.
She grabs his hand and walks him inside.
He guides her down the bed, kissing her deeply, sensually. Olivia unbuckles his belt, sliding his pants down as he works on removing his shirt. He slides off her silk night gown but makes sure to leave her black lace panties on. He kisses her through them watching, listening to Olivia's whimper with pleasure. He kisses her again, this time slower, longer. He watches her purr underneath, withering under his touch.
He slides her panties to the side and takes a tentative lick between her sweet crevices. He hums in pleasure, she still tastes the same, perhaps even sweeter than before.
He slides her down the bed, his knees on the floor as though positioned for prayer and he most certainly is in the worshipping mood. Her panties slide to floor. With Olivia as his sun, he is most certainly the sky.
She doesn't guide him, she enjoys the pleasure he gives to her because he knows what she likes, she relinquishes her control, allowing Fitz to take her on a wonderful journey, with Fitz as the tour guide, she is bound to have the time of her life.
He watches her cum, watches the way her lips form into the perfect O, how she licks her lips with satisfaction. He's so unbelievably engorged, he needs her like he needs oxygen. His air, water and sun.
Her eyes open and she stares at Fitz, they exchange words subtly and Olivia turns over on all fours and looks behind at Fitz .
He enters her slowly. Watching as she elongates her spine to take more of him in. He rubs her back soothingly, kissing down her spine, he adds more of himself inside her. She clenches the bed sheets, her breath getting stuck in her throat, he is endlessly inside her.
His pace quickens, his hips begin to take a mind of their own as he plays her like the most precious instrument. He swallows her moans and whimpers, towering over her. He has to become one with her, and despite his attempts he just can't seem to be deep enough.
"I'm going to cum" Olivia whimpers
He turns Olivia on her back as he quickly renters her. He has to watch her orgasm, Olivia orgasming is one of the sweetest delights he has ever seen or experienced. It's something completely organic, and fluent about how her face evolves from one of concentration to complete and utter bliss.
He slows his pace, so Olivia could watch him. Her dazed eyes clear up, and they observe one another for a second.
"Do you want me?" He rocks his hips sensually inside her, the electric current rushing through Olivia at the feel of him .
"I want you." She whimpers as he moves deeper inside her
"I want you to have my baby" his hips move sinfully slow, as he moves deeply inside her once again.
Olivia can't speak, she's not sure what has silenced her; is it his statement or the thickness of his cock stretching her?
"Will you have my baby?"
She's frozen. Her heart is beating rapidly through her chest, she's frightened at the thought of having a child yet oddly pleased.
Her lips find his and she kisses him with every feeling crept inside her. Her hips begin moving to meet him thrust for thrust, she doesn't look away from him as he moves sensually inside. Her legs wrap around his waist as she pulls him closer inside.
"Baby" she whimpers as her orgasm begins to unfold and her body begins to take a life of its own.
He interlocks their hands above Olivia's head as he brings her closer to bliss.
He moans at the feeling of Olivia clinching around him, his senses heightened as he watches her come apart, and he soon follows afterwards.
She turns to him and waits for him to start talking.
"What was that about?"
"Nothing." Fitz says simply trying desperately not to have this conversation.
"That wasn't nothing."
He licks his lips "that party, was horrible. Nothing but sex and drugs there. Jerry brought several women in like prostitutes and the act was so common that they couldn't see the magnitude of their transgressions."
"Did you do anything ?" She looks at him worriedly
"No!" Fitz says empathically " I would never. But Jerry was trying and then Amber and Daniel showed up together."
Olivia's eyes grow slightly at the revelation "are they dating?"
"I think they are more like fuck buddies, but who knows." Fitz shrugs
"Did you sleep with me to get her off your mind?"
He turns shocked "are you kidding me? I love you, you are the only person I have ever loved. I never loved her, and I will never love anyone else. I suppose I need to look at my actions more closely. I'm harsher with her then the men who use women and drugs as a sport. But I came home to you because I needed to feel something real and true, I needed to reconnect to you."
Olivia nods her head "you are just angry."
Fitz nods his head in agreement "I'm very angry with what has happened...but I'm over them. I'm going to take them all down and after this is over, we are going to get married and have babies."
Olivia snuggles closer into Fitz's chest. Having children has never been something she desired but the thought of starting a family with Fitz doesn't feel as frightening of a concept.
"Babies?"
"Oh yeah. I think we made one right now." Fitz smiles at Olivia who's eyes sparkle in the dark.
"We have to get our crap together first before we can think about that."
Fitz rubs her back "I'm trying." Fitz says softly and he is. He wants to provide, he wants to be the man she deserves, the man he knows he can be.
"What else happened?"
He pauses at the thought of telling Olivia about what Amber said, he doesn't need Olivia getting involved or scared. He will handle Amber.
"Jerry wants me to become President, and Hollis was there."
"Hollis." Olivia's skin crawls at the sound of his name.
"And I found one of the ways my father's prostitution ring occurs."
"How, cause the girl I met today, Faith told me something too."
"Well, one way my father does it, is by hiding girls at the hotel. They work at hotel but they don't actually work there, it's a smart way of covering his ass. They are accounted for and on the payroll. To any Joe Black they work there. One of my father's old friends is lending me his name and once in the suite, you request the Dominion. Completely off the main menu and there you have your selection of men and women of your choosing."
She rises from the bed to look at Fitz mortified.
"That's what the girl told me, but what she also told me was that these men do whatever they want to them, they can be as hard as they want and do whatever they feel, unprotected sex too, these victims are just toys to them Fitz and she said that the minority women are often the ones who get the worse treatment. She was a run-away Fitz, one of Jerry's men found her on the street and they have the power to give her a completely new identity...the only reason she never left or told anyone was because they have killed girls before."
He stunned by the declaration, what has he gotten himself into? What Jerry did several years ago is nothing compared to what he is doing now.
"The minority girls don't receive the same treatment from the media they are unspoken for..." Fitz whispers sadly
"Nobody cares at about them."
"I do." Fitz looks to Olivia, pushing the stray hair from her face.
"Why is Jerry doing this?"
"Power." Fitz says simply "he gives them what they want, and they give him what he wants. To them it's a fair exchange."
"Did you know about this?"
"No" Fitz shakes his head " I had no idea, he was this deplorable. The depths of his wickedness."
"Fitz, you have to be careful."
"I know."
"Jerry will kill you this time. He has far more to lose and so do the many people who use his services. You will be a wanted man Fitz ."
"I know..."
He won't tell Olivia this but he is terrified at the thought of Jerry finding out. Not what he will do to him, but Olivia.
"We have to be careful."
Olivia shakes her head in agreement.
"We have to be careful."
/
She settles on a burnt yellows dress by Nariciso Rodriguez, as Fitz requested that she wear that for him today. She feels beautiful, sophisticated. She strides into the building with her head held high, and her shoulders squared, she can see the stares and looks as she passes them by but she doesn't pay them any attention as she walks into the elevator and waits for the door to close. But the closing double doors slides open and Fitz walks inside the elevator dressed in dark blue navy pants and a white shirt. He looks effortlessly handsome and he knows it.
"Good morning Miss Pope."
"Good morning, Mr. Grant." Olivia turns to Fitz and smiles coyly before looking back down.
"You look beautiful today, but you look beautiful always." Fitz whispers with a cocky smile as he watches Olivia blush.
"Fitz, get away." Olivia whispers as she looks straight ahead the closed double doors.
"It's just you and me."
She steals a quick glance at him before looking at her tea cup, she can't look at him.
"Someone will be coming, look away." She commands and Fitz sighs frustrated but turns to look at the elevator too.
"I love you."
"Be quiet." She huffs "Don't look at me, don't mention my name."
"Are you wearing my ring?"
Olivia looks at Fitz "of course, I've never taken it off."
He smiles at her before pulling out his necklace and kissing her ring. She gazes at him and the sentiment of his action. Quickly she tucks the ring back under his shirt, but her hand falls on his chest for a second longer than she should.
The door dings, and Olivia walks inside the large office without batting an eye lash.
He's avoided Olivia. Her friends are privy to their relationship but their loyalty is to Olivia and they will never do anything to hurt her.
He managed to get some work done, a few contracts signed. They've been doing this same game for a few months now And they have mastered the art of pretending.
"What's wrong?" he walks to Olivia who's far away in a long dark hallway
She looks at him, frightened "What are you doing? You can't be here."
"What's wrong?" He moves closer to Olivia
Her eyes are frightened at his close proximity. "one of the girls has went missing." Olivia whispers
Fitz's eyes grow in size "who?"
"Faith Jones."
"That's the one that's been working with you." Fitz whispers
"Fitz, we have to find her."
"We'll find her." Fitz slowly pulls her to his chest, he kisses the crown of her head. This is not good, he knows it's not good. This young girl's disappearance wasn't an accident.
"I'm scared, Fitz."
"Don't be. I have you." He murmurs with his arms folded tightly around Olivia.
/
He pours himself a cup of coffee and takes a tongue burning sip.
"Hello, Fitz." Amber walks into the kitchen
He turns to look at Amber who walks in the room proudly but he doesn't respond.
"You aren't going to speak?"
"Hello, Amber." He goes back to eating his bagel.
"What are you doing?"
He lifts his plate up.
She walks to Fitz, taking a good look at him, she pulls out his necklace.
"Why aren't you wearing your ring?"
He takes the necklace from her hands and places it back inside his shirt.
"Can I help you, Amber?"
"Why aren't you wearing your ring?"
"Cause it's too small." He lies
She attempts to take the necklace but Fitz grabs her hands.
"You're lying." She pulls her hand away.
"What do you want?" he's annoyed and more than that he's angry. He has to find this girl and the last thing he wants to do is talk to someone who's a part of the problem.
"You're fucking, Olivia."
He throws the plate on the counter harshly but it doesn't break.
"I thought I made myself clear about saying such accusations like that."
Her head rises "it's not an accusation if it's the truth."
His eyes squint tightly "oh really? How is that?"
"I saw you two together, today."
"You saw what?" He feigns ignorance
She hands him her phone, and he watches him and Olivia hug one another.
"That's not proof of anything, that's me hugging a coworker who just found out some bad news."
Amber challenges Fitz "that's not true. I think you two are dating and I think you hide that ring because it's Olivia's….what if I tell Daniel about that ring would he be curious?"
"Go right ahead."
Amber smirks at Fitz "Be careful Fitz, things are starting to getting to pretty messy around here."
He grabs her arm "what are you after?"
Her eyes softens slightly before looking at Fitz openly and clearly "I think we both know what it is that I want."
"You can't have me."
"Then neither will she."