Rendezvous at Silver Lining

Olivia's POV: Everybody not me

I've begun to get this sinking feeling concerning Monroe. I knew what and who he was when I approached him with my issue, but I didn't think it would go this long or so deep. I had my guy Slate keep tabs on Damien and put someone on that b***h, Divinity. Somehow, some way, I'm getting out of this situation clean. If that means I have to drag that b***h to get it, so be it. Damien hasn't done anything out the ordinary and he refused to take my calls. I was told his uncle came to see him. Luckily for me, I have someone on the inside of his company. He's kept tabs on Damien and the things around the office. Apparently, Divinity was invited to meet with his uncle. What I don't understand is why? He's never been a part of the company in any way before. I told him to keep an eye out for anything knew. The next day, I received a message saying that he had dinner plans with her. I began to come up with a plan. As I planned, my phone rang.

Phone call:

“Hello”

“I need your help again, O.”

I rolled my eyes. Sarah called and has been calling me. I haven't felt like her s**t, so I've been trying to ignore her cause I have my own problems to worry about.

“What's wrong this time?”

“Raphael dumped me, and it's because he says he wants Divinity.”

My heart dropped, and then I started to get angry. Not only did she take Damien from me, but she's also keeping Raphael from me too.

“What the f**k happened, Sarah.”

“Hoe, I don't know. One day, he screwed the hell out of me. The next, he's all up in her face. Then when I finally told the b***h how it was and to stay in her lane, he sent my ass packing.”

“Wait. He fired you?”

“No. We're no longer a thing. He wants nothing to do with me in the romantic sense any longer.”

I smiled. It was about time he stopped f*****g with woman less than him. Now all I need to do is get him to feel that same way about that woman. Sarah continued.

“I think the only good thing coming out of this is the fact that she's leaving.”

I froze. Did I just hear what I thought I heard?

“What do you mean she's leaving?”

I had to try and keep the excitement out my voice. Everything was working out all on its own.

“I mean, she's leaving the company within a year's time. She apparently wants to branch off and do other things. I heard about it when Raphael called me into a meeting with him and his annoying ass friend.”

I frowned. Is this good for me? On one hand, she left Raphael wide open for me. Sarah f****d up, so there's no chance of him going back to that slut. The thing is, I know Monroe wants her. Is she leaving the state? Country? s**t! I don't know how any of this is gonna play out. I gotta tell Monroe.

“Do you know what she's gonna be doing or going?”

“f**k no! I don't care what she does or where she goes. She can go to hell for all I care, as long as she's away from Rahpael.”

“I couldn't agree with you more, Sar.”

I began to try to formulate a plan. I needed to know what Divinity was doing, when and where. I know I could keep Slate on her for however long I needed to, but I wanted first-hand information to make sure what I was going to Monroe with was the correct information.

“Hey, do you wanna go have dinner with me tomorrow? Maybe we can come up with a plan to help you get Ralphy back and make sure that b***h is no longer a problem.”

“Ooh, yeah, of course. Where do you wanna go?”

“Let's go to La Fortuna. I hear that place is amazing.”

“Ok, great! Thanks bestie. See you then.”

End of phone call.

I was already told by my inside man at Damien's company where he planned to take that woman. He heard it in passing. I started to prepare to put my plan into motion.

At La Fortuna…

Sarah and I arrived at the restaurant and we're immediately escorted to a seat. We sat and were met with stares and glances. It's all second nature to me that I hardly even notice anymore, but Sarah was eating it up. She had on designer shades and wore a set. It was a short black leather skirt and vest. The vest plunged, heavily exposing her breast. The skirt was no better. She wore a trench coat over top and some black heels. I, on the other hand, wore a slim fitted multi-colored ankle length dress with spaghetti straps, a burgundy sheer duster over top, and tan heels. I noticed she kept checking her makeup.

“Is there something wrong with your face? Why do you have shades on, at night, in a restaurant, and you keep checking your makeup.”

“That f*****g b***h punched me in the face after work Wednesday when I confronted her. I’ve been tryna get the swelling and bruising to go down.”

She checked her makeup again and adjusted her shades. It took all my might to not laugh in her face. We ordered some food and I peered out into the many people looking for a singular person. We sat and basically had our entire dinner and I had to sit and listen to this annoying ass b***h whine about Raphael not wanting her. I got up to escape my imprisonment and headed to the restroom, when I noticed the couple of the hour. There they were. Damien, like I've said, is very handsome. His usual curly dusty blonde hair was slicked back that held some of the curl that's been tamed. He wore a black crew neck sweater that hung loosely and snug all at the same time, defining his muscle definition. Black slacks and shoes. His sleeves were hiked up and showed off his veiny forearms and golden watch. My eyes landed on her. I don't know what it is about her that gets under my skin, but she's stuck there. My eyes roamed over her, and again, I felt this growing uncomfortable, yet enticing need to be near her. I bit my lip and squeezed my thighs together.

What the f**k is really going on with me?

I quickly diverted my eyes and headed back to my table. I slid into my seat and plastered a devious smile on my face.

“Sarah. Guess who's here?”

“Who?”

“Damien Becker and the person who got you wearing shades in the middle of the night.”

She frowned and damn near growled.

“The f**k is she doing here?

“Apparently, she and he are on a date.”

“The f**k! How does she keep getting this attention? Do people really find her sexually appealing?"

I don't know why I felt slighted at that comment, but I did.

“I don't know. Do you wanna go say hello?”

Sarah smiled and nodded her head. We jumped up, paid the bill, and made our way to their table. We walked up in the direction facing Damien. They were in the middle of talking and I caught the end of their conversation.

“I'm super excited about working with your uncle.”

Divinity said and she adjusted herself to lean off the wall and face Damien head on.

“Oh man. He's super excited. He loves discovering new jewels in the art community, although it was really me who did the discovering. He's almost impatient to start and mad I didn't meet you sooner.”

My eyes widen at finding out this little tid bit. She began to laugh, and Damien smiled at her, but it quickly faded once he saw Sarah's and my face. I simply smiled back at him. I assume Divinity realized the change of mood and his cold stare. She glanced behind her, rolled her eyes, and threw her hands up.

“Got dammit! The bullshit just wanna continue bullshitting. This week is just too muthafucking long for me.”

She sat back in her chair and folded her arms, and we stood in front of their table. I had my grandest smile on, and Sarah was burning holes into Divinity's head while she's not paying her no mind.

“Well, well, well. Look who we have here.”

“What do you want, Olivia?”

“Aww, don't be like that, Damien.”

I went to touch his shoulder, and he swiped my hand away.

“What do you want, Olay? We're in the middle of something.”

I frowned at her because she refused to use my correct name.

“Is this what this is? Could've fooled me. I remember my first date with you, Damien. You took me to the most upscale restaurant and had me in a limo. The whole 9 yards. So THIS is surprising.”

I looked around and waved a hand to push my point.

“Yeah well, I'm cool with this. I don't need all that extra. I was really enjoying myself until dumb and dumber arrived. Now, if you both could leave and stop disturbing us, that would be fantastic.”

Divinity smiled up at both Sarah and I. While I was entranced by her honey brown eyes, Sarah was fuming.

“What happened to all that s**t with Raphael? Just the other day, you were all up in his face, damn near in his lap. Now you tryna suck someone else off. I wonder if Raphael knows about this?”

Sarah had smug written on her face while Divinity gave her a bored look.

“Do you think I give a damn what you'll tell Raphael? Only you that pressed about being with that man. First of all, he was all up in my face, not the other way round. Secondly, I'm surprised you could say much, since his d**k is usually in your mouth 24/7, and I'm surprised you still not full. All that d**k eating and c*m bucketry don't have you stuffed yet? s**t girl! Your metabolism is crazy.”

Not even gonna lie, that s**t had me dying on the inside and that was Sarah's tipping point.

“f**k you, b***h!! I outta slap the hell out of you.”

Sarah got closer to Divinity where I thought she actually would hit her. Divinity raised a brow, c****d her head to the side and she stood up. Again, she's smaller than Sarah as well, but it's clear that she wasn't about to back down.

“Ayo…don't let your little friend get you f****d up again. You wanna take those shades off and show the world what I did the last time you THOUGHT you were bold enough to step to me?”

Sarah visibly shrunk at her words and subconsciously adjusted her glasses. Damien stood and got in between the two of them. My work here was done and I was ready to go.

“Come on, Sarah. Let's leave the two love birds alone. I don't wanna keep disturbing the rest of the patrons with…nothing.”

I smiled up at both Damien and Divinity and grabbed Sarah by the hand and dragged her out.

“I swear I hate that b***h. Who the hell does she think she is?”

Sarah was basically foaming at the mouth. I let her vent while I was calculating in my head.

“Relax, Sar. Soon enough she won't be no one's problem.”

I didn't elaborate any further because she didn't need any details. She went on her way and I went on mine. As I was pulling up into my driveway, I received some pictures of the love birds getting a little hot and heavy in Damien's car. They went to a park after their dinner and sat in his car with the sunroof back. His seat was reclined and Divinity straddled his lap. His hands were all over ass and t**s and they both were fighting for dominance with their tongues. These pics were definitely steamy, but it appears it didn't go past that. He ultimately took her home and left. Had that been me, I would've wanted him to bend me over in that car and have me scream his name with every orgasm.

But, you know, everybody not me.