During lunchtime, they went down to the Kralligimiz cafeteria. Like any regular lunch hour, the extremely spacious cafeteria was almost filled with people. Olivia was momentarily surprised because the people she saw were not ordinary individuals but rather celebrities, actors, and rising singers whose faces she usually only saw on her phone and TV screen.If she couldn't control herself, she might have hysterically cheered, going from table to table asking for autographs. However, Olivia tried to restrain herself, keeping her gaze down so as not to stare and keeping her mouth shut."Isn't that Chatra?" Olivia asked Lorraine.Lorraine, who was putting food on her plate, turned her head in the direction where Olivia was looking. With indifference, Lorraine nodded her head."Is he one of Kralligimiz's alumni singers too?" Olivia asked, curious.Lorraine shook her head. "He's here because of a work contract; he's from a different talent agency. He works under Biantara's Group," Lorraine r
On Wednesday, as per the agreement Olivia and Granny Claire had made, Olivia remained responsible for taking care of Ignazio's penthouse. Last night, as she was getting ready to sleep, Granny Claire stopped Olivia and told her to inform Ignazio that she worked at Kralligimiz if Ignazio were to inquire. Olivia didn't understand why she had to say that, as if Ignazio would be curious about her job. Even though Granny Claire now placed Olivia at Kralligimiz with the assumption that Ignazio would return to work and she would be the bridge between Gianna and Ignazio, Olivia never thought Ignazio would be interested in her affairs.Granny Claire also told Olivia not to clean Ignazio's penthouse alone and just be a supervisor, but Olivia refused again because cleaning Ignazio's residence had become one of her habits. She also mentioned that she needed to move a lot because after two days of working and studying with Lorraine, she spent most of her time sitting, which made her usually active
This wasn't the first time Olivia had cleaned Ignazio's room. In the past, when the penthouse was inhabited by Meizar, Rayyan, or other Quirino family members who simply used it as a place to sleep, Olivia had gotten used to cleaning it. But back then, the room was always empty, and the air felt thick and cold. However, this time, Olivia sensed something different.Of course, the difference was very clear. In the past, Ignazio's bed was never touched because no one dared to use it, so whenever Olivia cleaned, she only dusted off the bedsheets. But now, Olivia could see the imprints of Ignazio's sleep. The blanket was disheveled, and the pillow still bore the marks from being slept on all night. For some reason, seeing it made Olivia smile.Additionally, Olivia could smell a pleasant fragrance in the room. Whether it was the scent of the soap Ignazio used still lingering in the air or his cologne, Olivia didn't know. One thing was for sure—it wasn't an air freshener scent.Olivia opene
"When will you clean this place again?" Olivia nailed her gaze at Ignazio, looking puzzled. "Saturday?" she asked hesitantly. Her schedule for cleaning Ignazio's penthouse was indeed on Saturdays, but she wasn't sure whether she would come in the morning or afternoon because on weekends she had a class schedule, and Gianna also had a school break, so usually in the morning, Olivia would accompany her to play. "Is there something you need?" Olivia inquired. Perhaps Ignazio was asking because he needed her assistance. "You can ask for my help anytime, Sir. No need to wait for me to come on Saturday. "She said again, offering. Like it or not, it was her duty to serve Ignazio because she was there for that purpose, even though until now Ignazio might not be aware of it. Olivia still looked at Ignazio, waiting for an answer. Meanwhile, he remained silent in his place, looking confused. "If you need anything, the office number is on the desk. There you will be connected to Lorraine, Me
Upon reaching their destination, they went straight to the bookstore. Olivia followed Gianna with a shopping basket in hand. While Gianna chose coloring books, Olivia looked for her own reading materials. It was then that she felt her phone vibrate. Olivia frowned as she looked at her phone screen. The caller displayed was a completely unfamiliar number. In her mind, she wondered who could be calling her. Considering that Olivia didn't have many acquaintances, and she was cautious about sharing her phone number with strangers. "Hello?" Olivia greeted as an opening remark. "Is this Olivia?" a man's voice echoed from a distance. Olivia furrowed her brow, feeling like she recognized the voice, but from where? "Yes, I'm Olivia. Sorry, who is this?" Olivia asked, puzzled. "It's me, Ignazio," the caller replied, causing Olivia to widen her eyes instantly. She glanced at Gianna, who was still engrossed in sorting through her coloring books. What was this? Why was he calling her now? O
A few moments before Olivia arrived, Ignazio stepped out of his room upon hearing the sound of his penthouse doorbell. Confident that the person arriving was Olivia, Ignazio opened the door without checking who the guest was. His forehead immediately furrowed when he saw the unfamiliar young woman standing there, smiling sweetly at him."Sorry, who are you?" Ignazio asked the girl who continued to smile at him.The girl's eyes widened, looking at Ignazio in disbelief before sighing in annoyance. "You don't recognize me?" She asked Ignazio, pouting as if frustrated.Ignazio was still trying to remember. In his mind, maybe the person in front of him was someone he had known in the past. He tried to delve into his memories but couldn't identify who this person was."It's me, Ayeleen!" The girl exclaimed with a slightly higher pitch and a frustrated look. "I'm Gretta's younger sister," she continued when Ignazio still seemed confused.Boom! Ignazio's heart suddenly throbbed painfully. Tha
The voice, gentle, soft, and tender, entered Ignazio's ears, sending strange vibrations throughout his body, causing Ignazio's heart to somehow race faster, and his eyes suddenly welled up.Ignazio averted his gaze, trying to hide the sudden feelings of emotion and guilt that he felt out of nowhere. Back then, when he left her, the girl's figure was still a small, red baby. Her head was no bigger than Ignazio's palm, and all the baby could do was cry loudly.The memory of the faint cries of that baby when he left without any feelings five years ago was vivid in Ignazio's mind."Sorry, Sir. I have to take Gianna to the bathroom," Olivia said, asking for permission as she quickly took Gianna into the penthouse, passing by Ignazio, who was still standing in his place.Ignazio paused for a moment, smelling the distinct fragrance of children mixed with Olivia's faint perfume as they passed. At the same time, Olivia also paused when she saw the familiar figure standing in the middle of the
Olivia instantly withdrew her hand, canceling her intention to help. She resumed patting Gianna's back, not just to alleviate the little girl's nervousness but also to calm her own anxiety."Ye-yes! Please, move the food," Ignazio said a few seconds later, changing his mind. "I need to use the bathroom for a moment." He continued, and with quick steps, Ignazio entered his room, closing the door with a forceful slam that startled both Olivia and Gianna."Olivia..." Gianna pulled the hem of Olivia's shirt in panic and distress. The child looked pale and frightened. Olivia smiled and crouched in front of her."Remember what I said earlier?" Olivia asked Gianna. "Daddy is still sick, that's why he can't get too close to you yet." Olivia whispered soothingly. "Gianna, sit down for a moment, I'm going to move Daddy's food so he can eat and get well soon. So he can hug Gianna and go back to Granny and Grandpa's house as soon as possible." She said, met with a smile from Gianna.Unbeknownst t
"OLIVIA IS SOUND ASLEEP on Ignazio's chest, her naked body covered only by a thin blanket on the top of the sofa. Ignazio smiles, lowers his head, and gazes at his young wife's face, gently brushing aside the strands of hair covering her face. He tenderly kisses Olivia's forehead, causing the young woman to snuggle even closer, seeking a comfortable position in the not-so-spacious place.Ignazio and his desire. Days without touching Olivia have evidently tormented him. Olivia's body has become his addiction; Ignazio can't imagine anything else when he looks at his wife, except for touching her. Keeping a distance from Olivia these past few nights has been truly agonizing for him, even more so than before they were married.Ignazio spends his nights restless. He chose to separate himself from Olivia, but he is the one suffering. Countless times every night, he leaves his workspace and intentionally goes upstairs just to see Olivia peacefully asleep. Ignazio wants to touch her, unveil t
"WHAT SHOULD I do now?" Olivia asked desperately to her sister, Rianna, as she dropped off Gianna, who wanted to visit her cousin after school.Olivia finally told Rianna about Ignazio, who asked her to return to work at Kralligimiz as his personal assistant, which Olivia refused, citing that there was no one to take care of Gianna if she spent her time working.Olivia was truly confused. She thought that when the issue of the Mama's call was settled, her matters with Ignazio were also settled. But Olivia was wrong.When Gianna enthusiastically talked about having a new mom to her friends and teachers at school, Ignazio behaved coldly toward her. Two nights had passed since their return from Kralligimiz. In front of Gianna, Ignazio acted as if their relationship—Olivia and Ignazio—was fine. He smiled warmly and even chatted with Gianna whenever they were in the same room. However, when they were alone, Ignazi
Before more accusations could come from Ignazio's mouth, Olivia quickly covered his mouth with both of her hands. "Not like that," she said, half whining.Ignazio still looked at her with merged eyebrows, making Olivia feel afraid. The demanding gaze of the man made Olivia's heart pound rapidly due to panic, while her mind was working hard to find the right words to say to Ignazio without offending or angering him.Olivia couldn't afford to lie to him because if she uttered one lie, she would have to weave more lies."So, what is it? Explain," said Ignazio coldly, demanding after Olivia released her hands from his mouth."I..." she began, confused. "I'm not ready to have a child," Olivia answered honestly."Why?" Ignazio demanded, not satisfied."Zio, I'm still too young to have a child," she continued nervously.Ignazio sighed. "And I'm
"But, Zio..." Olivia whispered softly as she felt Ignazio's kiss on her neck."Hmm?" Ignazio asked without moving his lips away from Olivia's neck, sniffing it as if savoring the scent of her body."Until when are we going to be here?" Olivia asked nervously. The remnants of her sanity began to make her anxious about what people might think of their relationship. She really didn't like it when people gossiped about her.Yes, they were already married. Even though their official papers hadn't come out yet, they were still halal to be together whenever and wherever they pleased.Nevertheless, Olivia wasn't ready to answer the questions of those who might see them. Just imagine what Ignazio's receptionist or secretary might think tomorrow when they saw Olivia leaving Ignazio's office in the morning, afternoon, or maybe evening without ever having seen her enter?Or wondering about h
OLIVIA WINCED SOFTLY. She felt aches all over her body. She wanted to get up, but the soreness in her body made her want to curl up longer. Her eyes slowly opened. The first thing she saw was a wide glass window with beautiful tiny rays of light.Is there a fireworks party outside? she asked herself. But those rays of light didn't move like fireworks usually do. Olivia tightened her blanket and chose to gaze at the scenery a little longer."Are you awake?" The soft low-toned question made Olivia realize that she wasn't alone. Memories flooded back to her instantly. Scene after scene she did a few hours ago made Olivia widen her eyes.She turned and saw Ignazio sitting behind her. The man was leaning forward, looking in her direction. His large hands slowly reached out and parted Olivia's hair."Awake now?" he asked again, touching Olivia's forehead with the back of his hand. "Thank goodness, your fev
"What should I call you?" Olivia asked, confused."We're clearly not role-playing as master and servant, are we? You're my wife, so call me by an appropriate term." Ignazio commanded firmly.Olivia fell silent, her mind seemed to be contemplating the right way to address Ignazio. Not wanting the girl to daydream any longer, Ignazio suddenly bent his knees, causing Olivia's body to be pushed, and she screamed, unintentionally calling out "Zio!" loudly due to the surprise."I like that term." Ignazio replied with a smile on his face. "I like it when you call me Zio.""W-what?" Olivia asked, confused."I like it when you address me with the term Zio." he repeated, making Olivia wide-eyed and blush.Another decision they successfully made today was to choose a nickname."So, aren't you going to continue?" Ignazio asked, casting his gaze on th
"M-Meaning?" Olivia asked, bewildered. Ignazio sat on the edge of the bed, smiling. "I mean, surrender yourself to me. Here, right now. I won't take your virginity, Olivia. You'll have to give it to me willingly," he said, still with his mischievous smile, leaving Olivia not only wide-eyed but struggling to swallow hard. "Surrender my virginity?" Olivia asked, confused. Ignazio nodded slowly. "I won't touch you, but you will touch me," he said with a sly smile. "Forget the conventional way where the husband usually takes the wife's virginity. This time, I want you to deflower yourself, with me," Ignazio continued. "B-But how?" Olivia asked, still confused. "I won't touch you, but you will touch me," he repeated, emphasizing his point. "Make love to me, in your own way," Ignazio continued softly. Hearing the word "make love" made Olivia's femininit
The man glanced at Olivia briefly, weighing the decision he needed to make. He then closed all the documents on his computer screen, switched the screen to sleep mode, took his phone, and excused himself from Olivia.Olivia grinned to herself. At least there was someone who felt more nervous and dominated by Ignazio than she did.Taking another deep breath, Olivia approached the door and knocked softly. After waiting for ten seconds without receiving a response, Olivia finally opened the door and found the room empty.Where is Ignazio? She wondered to herself. It couldn't be that the secretary lied to her, right?Olivia glanced at the right side of the wall, where there was a door leading to a special recording room for Ignazio. To outsiders, it looked like a normal wall, but behind one of the bookshelves was an elevator that would take her up to Ignazio's secret chamber.Olivia entered the elevator and pressed the button to go up after taking a deep breath to calm her nerves.The lif
OLIVIA STOOD right in front of the Kralligimiz building. Her head tilted upward as she gazed at the tall structure. It seemed like she had taken a deep breath and exhaled heavily several times. Now, standing in front of the building, her feet felt too heavy to take a step."This isn't right," she mumbled to herself while turning around, intending to walk towards the entrance gate. "But if not now, when else can I talk to Ignazio?" she questioned herself again, turning back to face the building."This is too impulsive," she continued, shaking her head and turning her body once more. "But I've traveled far enough to reach this office; I can't just leave without talking to Ignazio. They need to resolve this 'Papa's Wife' issue and reassure Gianna. Otherwise, Ilya might refuse to come home, especially since the little one's desire is strongly supported by Olivia's sister, Rianna.""If Gianna doesn't want to come back, just let her be. Luna is happy to have Gianna here. Recently, I can't a