"Oliv, wait!" said Zayden as they descended from the helicopter on the roof of a luxury hotel. They were going to have dinner at the hotel's restaurant.
Olivia stopped her steps and turned to Zayden, who was beside her.
"What's wrong?" Olivia asked.
"Your job this time is to accompany me, not as my assistant," Zayden said, making Olivia frown.
"What do you mean? So why did you bring me here now?" asked Olivia.
"I want you to act like my love."
Degh!
"Eh? Wh-what, lover? There was no discussion about this before?" asked Olivia nervously.
"I know. But this time I need your help to pretend to be my lover," Zayden said with a serious and flat look.
"Tsk, you're asking for my help, but your gaze seems to be threatening me," complained Olivia.
"So what should I do?" asked Zayden.
"There's no need to do anything. No, I do not believe you will be able to gaze upon me with affection and a smile. Olivia's gaze resemb
"Ugh!" Olivia massaged her forehead, as it felt so heavy and painful. She furrowed her brow as she realised something was hard, soft, and oozing warmth. Olivia's eyes suddenly widened as she realised the thing in front of her was someone's body.'I-this? How come? What happened?" Olivia thought. And at that moment, she couldn't remember anything or think clearly. Many events were running through her head, and she still felt chaotic and dizzy.Curious as to who the body in front of her belonged to, Olivia raised her head, and she widened her eyes when she saw Zayden's face peacefully sleeping there.'Bad cat? Ba-how can we sleep together again?' Olivia thought. With slow movements, Olivia moved Zayden's hands from her waist to her sides."Are you awake?" The exclamation startled Olivia."Not yet," Olivia replied, rolling over twice until her body was on the edge of the bed and making snoring noises. Zayden wanted to laugh at Olivia's adorable beha
"Clif, here's the Black Cat plate; you put it on the table in my reading room," Zayden said, handing the wooden box to Clif. Olivia was doing the work Zayden had asked her to do.Hearing Zayden's words, Olivia was stunned. She glanced at the wooden box in Clif's hand."Yes, sir." Clif walked away from Zayden's study, where Zayden and Olivia were."Is this the plate Aland was referring to?" Olivia wondered."What's wrong? Why are you so pensive?" Zayden inquired, breaking Olivia's reverie."Um, it's okay," Olivia replied, trying to avoid Zayden's gaze. She was too embarrassed by last night's incident to dare to look at him."You'll have lunch alone later. Clif and I have something to do outside," Zayden said."Oh, okay," Olivia replied.Olivia went back to her work.***"Um, I don't know when I last went out for lunch alone. I used to share my lunch with that errant feline; however, I am now responsible for procuring my ow
Ceklek!The door to the room opened, making Olivia, who was standing by the window, turn her head to the source of the sound. She saw Zayden, who entered the room with his suit off.After waiting for an hour, he finally met her here.Quickly, Olivia turned her face away and looked back out the window. When he noticed this, Zayden approached Olivia and positioned himself in front of her, who continued to ignore him."You should understand; I did that because I didn't want to be betrayed," Zayden said, still with a haughty tone."Tsk, not wanting to be betrayed, but accusing people at will," Olivia retorted sarcastically. "I didn't know that Mr. Zayden could be this careless; can't you investigate it in more detail?" Olivia replied sarcastically, folding her arms across her chest.Olivia was still very upset and hurt because of Zayden's previous accusations. Was Olivia truly untrustworthy and easily seduced, even by Aland, her former lover?"I know y
"Damn! Why does she keep evading and remaining unreachable? Where the hell is she?" Zayden complained while placing his cell phone on the table. He was annoyed that Olivia didn't receive his messages and calls, not even coming back to the villa after the incident."Mr. Zayden, I bring you the latest news regarding Miss Olivia," Clif said, knocking on the door."Come in, Clif." Clif entered the room at Zayden's command and now stood in front of him."Where is she?" Zayden asked without preamble."Miss Olivia is having a wedding with Mr. Holand from the Netherlands," said Clif."What?" screeched Zayden, getting up from his seat. "When is the wedding?""Today, sir," Clif replied quite hesitantly, and cold sweat was already breaking out from his body at the sight of Zayden's fierce face and frightening gaze."You're giving such important news now, so suddenly?" screeched Zayden."I'm sorry, sir. This wedding plan was so secretive that there was no
"Get some rest; we'll talk later," Zayden said as he ushered Olivia into her room."Um, wait!" Zayden stopped in his tracks as he was about to walk out of the room and turned to Olivia."What's wrong?" she asked, still with a cold, flat look in her eyes."Thank you for helping me get out of that wedding," Olivia said.Zayden turned her back to Olivia. "If you want to make Aland regret leaving you, you should have chosen a husband who is above Aland. You should not have chosen an old man your grandfather's age." Zayden's sarcasm really hurt her heart, but she couldn't avoid it because that was a fact.She herself was too rash to accept the marriage without consideration."Never mind; you just rest." Zayden walked out of Olivia's room, leaving the woman still wearing her wedding dress alone."Gosh, what a day!" Olivia complained, sitting on the side of the bed. "Sorry, Grandpa."***Aland expressed his frustrat
"Tell me if there's something you don't understand," Zayden said."All right. But I have to be in the same room as you, right?" Olivia, who worked for Sanders, inquired, noting that her desk was in the same room as Zayden's but in a different position. But that way, both Zayden and Olivia could look at each other."Why don't you like being in the same room as me?" I asked Zayden, who was already sitting in his oversized chair."No, it's just that I feel awkward being in the same room with you. Isn't Clif in a different room?" Olivia continued to protest about her newly set-up desk."Yeah, so?" asked Zayden, folding his arms across his chest."Shouldn't I be in the same room as Clif?""No way!" replied Zayden firmly. "Baboon, don't forget that I'm the boss here.""All right, Mr. Boss. I'll obey you," Olivia replied with a sigh and finally sat down in her chair. She noticed that her desk was still empty."But doesn't this desk have to have
"Did Roseline see you earlier?" asked Zayden, pretending not to know."Yes, she came and went again," Olivia replied."You don't have a problem dealing with her alone, do you? After all, she's a bitch," Zayden said as they got in the car to go to dinner."I'm not enough of a bitch to stand up to her," Olivia said. "I'm not trying to brag, but I've faced more bitches like her before." "Yeah, I believe that," Zayden said. "Because you're the only woman who isn't even afraid of a mobster. Even when I pointed a gun at you, you weren't scared at all.""Maybe if the one pointing the gun was a real criminal, I would be scared. If it were you, I'm sure you wouldn't just shoot people for no reason," Olivia replied, leaving Zayden stunned. "So I thought, maybe I'd be safe by your side."Something warm ran through her veins and seeped into her heart.Clif, who had known Zayden was moving until the man's earlobes turned red, smiled from the front seat. He was even more convinced that Zayden had
"I want to go to the bathroom and take a walk by myself," Olivia said as Zayden was talking to her client, who wouldn't let Zayden leave and kept asking questions."All right. I'll see you later," Zayden said.Olivia walked away from there because she felt bored and tired of the business discussion. Simon had actually offered Olivia a position in the company, if not as manager. For some reason, Olivia was not so interested in business. Olivia loved art; she preferred to make paintings or something else from clay and wax. Yes, she really liked that. I'm not sure when she last engaged in her favorite activity; she herself seems to have forgotten.Olivia stepped into the garden, where she sat in the middle of Rosaline's birthday party's hustle and bustle. Here, a calm and peaceful atmosphere enveloped every inch of the ground, keeping the noise and crowds outside at bay. The garden is filled with beautifully blooming flowers, displaying a variety of bright and capt