194: I Want You, André.

Olivia's POV

The battle was fierce. We got home, and Sephora, Pierre, and Alvida attended to the injured.

I couldn't forget the gaze that Alvida gave André as soon as she pulled up with his men.

He gave her a single nod, and relief washed over her face. She looked elated but tried her best not to show it.

I went upstairs and collapsed on my bed. I was exhausted. My hair and skin were stained terribly with blood. Dirt and grime clung to me. I was sweaty. I was certain that I needed a shower.

I got off the bed and headed into the bathroom. I ran a hot shower and stood under the spray. My body thanked me.

The water washed off the dirt. Parts of my skin that had a few cuts stung a little. I raised my arm and saw a scratch. Right before my eyes, the skin closed up, and I was healed. I smiled. I was getting stronger.

I washed myself thoroughly and soon got out of the bathroom.

“André?"

I had a towel wrapped around my chest, and I was stunned to see André sitting on my bed with a smile.