Devil Ride 13/?
Title: Devil Ride
Author: xenalvr
Fandom: Guiding Light
Pairing: Olivia/Natalia
Rating: NC-17
Warnings and Disclaimers: This AU story contains adult themes and language, and deals with the sex industry, which might not be to everyone's taste, so please do NOT proceed if you are not of age or if any of that might offend you. It is rated NC-17.
All characters from Guiding Light do not belong to me. All the other characters do, however, so please leave them alone. This story is set in an alternate universe, where Natalia Rivera's history and timeline are greatly altered. Most of Olivia Spencer's history remain intact at this point.
I've decided not to worry too much about pre-Otalia plotline discrepancy as this is an AU after all.
13
None of the scenarios that had gone through her head about what might happen tonight had prepared her for this. Natalia was first confounded that anyone in Springfield would know her first and last name. And when she finally recognised the man who had said her name, she was taken aback at the blast from the past; standing there with a shocked expression on his face was the person who had impregnated her when she was sixteen. The reminder of the loss of her child followed the realisation in a form of a dull ache.
"Gus! What are you doing here?"
Natalia's reverie was broken by Alan, who looked equally shocked and a tad worried at the sight of the man whom she had known by the name Nicky.
"I... Olivia. She asked me to be here."
Natalia saw the confusion warring on Nicky's--no, Gus's--face. The group's attention shifted to Olivia; Natalia's gaze softened when it rested on Olivia's profile. She never thought she would see Olivia again but, as fate would have it, Alan had deemed her worthy of his attention. So here she was, standing shoulder to shoulder with the woman once again, breathing in the scent that she had branded Olivia's.
Her car ride had ended at a sprawling mansion, where she had been introduced to Alan Spaulding. The man had been polite enough, and had even apologised for the manner in which he had procured her person. The moment he had asked her about her connection to Olivia, however, she had instinctively known that he was the person responsible for all the mischief in Olivia's life.
He hadn't believed her when she told him that she didn't know Olivia. He had first shown her photographs of herself walking away from the hotel, then photographs of a dishevelled looking Olivia in her bathrobe, presumably chasing after her. The realisation that Olivia had come after her had made her feel all sorts of conflicting emotions that she had firmly stashed in the back of her head to revisit at a later time.
"I'm sorry you had to find out this way about Alan's plans for you, Gus," Olivia said evenly. Natalia returned her attention to the woman standing next to her, suddenly feeling like everything was going to be okay for the first time in what seemed like forever. "Personally, I'm sick of all the blackmailing and manipulating. And I thought you'd appreciate hearing about what's going on behind your back from Alan himself."
Olivia's words seemed to have the desired effect on Gus, who immediately turned to Alan with a look of disgust. "I can't believe you'd stoop so low."
Natalia watched the unfolding drama in growing fascination. She inched towards Olivia unconsciously, glad that she had put her trust in her. When she had been presented with the photographs, she had quickly concocted a plausible story for Alan, allowing her trepidation at being caught in a lie to come through as fear at being caught for stealing from Olivia. Alan had been amused when she had expressed her fake belief that he was hired by Olivia to track her, in a bid to retrieve the stolen money. Then once she had gotten a chance, she had placed a call to Olivia, wanting to give her a heads up but not expecting much to come of it; Olivia was proving her wrong.
"And since we're on the Alan bashing wagon, I'd like to add that I know you're the one behind the trashing of my room at the Beacon, Alan. You sent Emma the present whom I thought was from Phillip, and you had someone stalk and photograph me while I was in Chicago. I want all of it to stop, Alan. I want Emma and I to be left alone," Olivia said firmly.
Natalia noted that with every additional accusation, Alan shrank a little bit more. But when Olivia mentioned Emma, he straightened up again. "Emma is family," he said self-righteously. "She belongs with the Spauldings."
Olivia's stance grew predatory. "If you even think the word 'custody', I will bring you down so fast, you wouldn't know what hit you. Emma is my daughter. And if you even think to threaten that, it will be over for you. I'll redefine the word 'over' with what's left of you after I'm done with you."
Olivia's voice was low but Natalia doubted that anyone present didn't believe the truth of her words.
"Is that clear enough?"
When Alan turned away stiffly, Natalia blew out a breath discreetly. Olivia turned to her next even though she was still addressing Alan. "Now if you gentlemen will excuse me, I have a thief to hand over to the police."
"No, wait. How much did she steal from you?" Natalia frowned in confusion at the concern in Gus's voice. "Whatever sum of money she took, I'll pay." Natalia's brows jumped into her hairline at that.
"I can solve my own problems. It's not like we know each other anymore," Natalia said blandly, looking defiant. She threw Olivia a glance. "I'll go with her. But before I do, I want to know what you've done with Maria," she said, turning to Alan. "I told you I wasn't lying. I don't know this woman apart from having stolen from her. Now you have to let my friend go."
Alan shrugged. "I already did. Last night." Natalia narrowed her eyes at him, causing him to sigh. "I have no use for her. I had my men take her back to Chicago last night."
She felt Olivia's hand wrap around her elbow and allowed Olivia to pull her along. "Let's go."
"Wait! Olivia, can we talk about this?" Gus spoke up again.
Olivia swung around. "What's it to you?" she asked, sounding irritated.
"We may not know each other anymore," Gus said, meeting Natalia's eyes with his own, "But you're the mother of my child and I don't want to have to tell Rafe that his mother's in jail for stealing."
Natalia's breath caught in her throat. "I don't know what you're talking about," she managed to choke out.
Gus let out a mirthless laugh. "You know, Raphael, our son. The one you gave up and had your family send to me when he wasn't even a week old?"
Natalia's hand went to her throat and she could feel tears building up behind her eyes. She blinked them down and took a deep breath. She felt Olivia moving closer--the hand wrapped around her elbow was helping holding her up instead of holding her captive. She leaned against Olivia for support. "My... I thought..." Natalia took another deep breath and tried again. "They told me he was stillborn. I... never knew..."
She could feel Gus's eyes on her, trying to assess the truth of her words. Her thoughts were all over the place; she needed to get out of here.
"Look, all this is very touching but I don't have all night," Natalia heard Olivia say. "I'll reconsider sending her to the cops. But from now till I make a decision, I'm not letting her out of my sight, so she's coming with me. You gentlemen have a good night. And Gus, we'll be in contact."
With that, Natalia allowed Olivia to steer her out of the Country Club and towards her car. When they were safely inside the vehicle, Natalia dropped her face into her palms and shuddered.
TBC
Author: xenalvr
Fandom: Guiding Light
Pairing: Olivia/Natalia
Rating: NC-17
Warnings and Disclaimers: This AU story contains adult themes and language, and deals with the sex industry, which might not be to everyone's taste, so please do NOT proceed if you are not of age or if any of that might offend you. It is rated NC-17.
All characters from Guiding Light do not belong to me. All the other characters do, however, so please leave them alone. This story is set in an alternate universe, where Natalia Rivera's history and timeline are greatly altered. Most of Olivia Spencer's history remain intact at this point.
I've decided not to worry too much about pre-Otalia plotline discrepancy as this is an AU after all.
13
None of the scenarios that had gone through her head about what might happen tonight had prepared her for this. Natalia was first confounded that anyone in Springfield would know her first and last name. And when she finally recognised the man who had said her name, she was taken aback at the blast from the past; standing there with a shocked expression on his face was the person who had impregnated her when she was sixteen. The reminder of the loss of her child followed the realisation in a form of a dull ache.
"Gus! What are you doing here?"
Natalia's reverie was broken by Alan, who looked equally shocked and a tad worried at the sight of the man whom she had known by the name Nicky.
"I... Olivia. She asked me to be here."
Natalia saw the confusion warring on Nicky's--no, Gus's--face. The group's attention shifted to Olivia; Natalia's gaze softened when it rested on Olivia's profile. She never thought she would see Olivia again but, as fate would have it, Alan had deemed her worthy of his attention. So here she was, standing shoulder to shoulder with the woman once again, breathing in the scent that she had branded Olivia's.
Her car ride had ended at a sprawling mansion, where she had been introduced to Alan Spaulding. The man had been polite enough, and had even apologised for the manner in which he had procured her person. The moment he had asked her about her connection to Olivia, however, she had instinctively known that he was the person responsible for all the mischief in Olivia's life.
He hadn't believed her when she told him that she didn't know Olivia. He had first shown her photographs of herself walking away from the hotel, then photographs of a dishevelled looking Olivia in her bathrobe, presumably chasing after her. The realisation that Olivia had come after her had made her feel all sorts of conflicting emotions that she had firmly stashed in the back of her head to revisit at a later time.
"I'm sorry you had to find out this way about Alan's plans for you, Gus," Olivia said evenly. Natalia returned her attention to the woman standing next to her, suddenly feeling like everything was going to be okay for the first time in what seemed like forever. "Personally, I'm sick of all the blackmailing and manipulating. And I thought you'd appreciate hearing about what's going on behind your back from Alan himself."
Olivia's words seemed to have the desired effect on Gus, who immediately turned to Alan with a look of disgust. "I can't believe you'd stoop so low."
Natalia watched the unfolding drama in growing fascination. She inched towards Olivia unconsciously, glad that she had put her trust in her. When she had been presented with the photographs, she had quickly concocted a plausible story for Alan, allowing her trepidation at being caught in a lie to come through as fear at being caught for stealing from Olivia. Alan had been amused when she had expressed her fake belief that he was hired by Olivia to track her, in a bid to retrieve the stolen money. Then once she had gotten a chance, she had placed a call to Olivia, wanting to give her a heads up but not expecting much to come of it; Olivia was proving her wrong.
"And since we're on the Alan bashing wagon, I'd like to add that I know you're the one behind the trashing of my room at the Beacon, Alan. You sent Emma the present whom I thought was from Phillip, and you had someone stalk and photograph me while I was in Chicago. I want all of it to stop, Alan. I want Emma and I to be left alone," Olivia said firmly.
Natalia noted that with every additional accusation, Alan shrank a little bit more. But when Olivia mentioned Emma, he straightened up again. "Emma is family," he said self-righteously. "She belongs with the Spauldings."
Olivia's stance grew predatory. "If you even think the word 'custody', I will bring you down so fast, you wouldn't know what hit you. Emma is my daughter. And if you even think to threaten that, it will be over for you. I'll redefine the word 'over' with what's left of you after I'm done with you."
Olivia's voice was low but Natalia doubted that anyone present didn't believe the truth of her words.
"Is that clear enough?"
When Alan turned away stiffly, Natalia blew out a breath discreetly. Olivia turned to her next even though she was still addressing Alan. "Now if you gentlemen will excuse me, I have a thief to hand over to the police."
"No, wait. How much did she steal from you?" Natalia frowned in confusion at the concern in Gus's voice. "Whatever sum of money she took, I'll pay." Natalia's brows jumped into her hairline at that.
"I can solve my own problems. It's not like we know each other anymore," Natalia said blandly, looking defiant. She threw Olivia a glance. "I'll go with her. But before I do, I want to know what you've done with Maria," she said, turning to Alan. "I told you I wasn't lying. I don't know this woman apart from having stolen from her. Now you have to let my friend go."
Alan shrugged. "I already did. Last night." Natalia narrowed her eyes at him, causing him to sigh. "I have no use for her. I had my men take her back to Chicago last night."
She felt Olivia's hand wrap around her elbow and allowed Olivia to pull her along. "Let's go."
"Wait! Olivia, can we talk about this?" Gus spoke up again.
Olivia swung around. "What's it to you?" she asked, sounding irritated.
"We may not know each other anymore," Gus said, meeting Natalia's eyes with his own, "But you're the mother of my child and I don't want to have to tell Rafe that his mother's in jail for stealing."
Natalia's breath caught in her throat. "I don't know what you're talking about," she managed to choke out.
Gus let out a mirthless laugh. "You know, Raphael, our son. The one you gave up and had your family send to me when he wasn't even a week old?"
Natalia's hand went to her throat and she could feel tears building up behind her eyes. She blinked them down and took a deep breath. She felt Olivia moving closer--the hand wrapped around her elbow was helping holding her up instead of holding her captive. She leaned against Olivia for support. "My... I thought..." Natalia took another deep breath and tried again. "They told me he was stillborn. I... never knew..."
She could feel Gus's eyes on her, trying to assess the truth of her words. Her thoughts were all over the place; she needed to get out of here.
"Look, all this is very touching but I don't have all night," Natalia heard Olivia say. "I'll reconsider sending her to the cops. But from now till I make a decision, I'm not letting her out of my sight, so she's coming with me. You gentlemen have a good night. And Gus, we'll be in contact."
With that, Natalia allowed Olivia to steer her out of the Country Club and towards her car. When they were safely inside the vehicle, Natalia dropped her face into her palms and shuddered.
TBC