[Olivia]For two days, Mia had canceled our meetings at the last minute, leaving me frustrated and concerned. I had arrived at the two locations she picked, only to be told she was busy and needed to reschedule. This was the third day and I was determined to hear the fucking condition she mentioned.As I paced around my room, I could not help but reflect on how much Mia had changed over the years. Growing up, we were very close. I was only a year older than her; she is twenty-five. I stood still in front of my wardrobe's large mirror, checking myself one last time before storming out.I wore high-waisted blue jeans and an oversized white tee knotted at the waist. I paired it with white platform sneakers. I wanted to look simple but elegant. I tied my hair in a bun as usual and finished the look with a pendant and stud earrings.I was ready to go; I did not want to drive, so I ordered a cab and called Joan, my best friend, and told her where I was meeting Mia and to be alert. Mia is no
[Olivia]"Mia, what is going on here and why did you bring me here?" I took two steps backwards, and a bad memory came back to haunt me. I took another step backwards until I bumped into the couch, forcing me to sit back."Olivia, why are you acting like a kid? This is Mr. Charles, why are you acting like you do not know him?" Mia asked as she walked up to me and squeezed my hand."Mia…what is he doing here?" I spoke barely audible, I was constantly pressing my thighs together, I had this uncomfortable feeling in-between my legs, like I was dripping and needed to be touched."Olivia, relax, you said you would do anything to shut me up, and you know how much Mr. Charles here loves you, and you know he is a top billionaire in the model industry, so he agreed to pull me higher if I could get you to him," Mia said with a smile on her face.I was already losing it, and with the sensation I was experiencing between my legs, I felt like strangling her."What the fuck is my business with thi
[Olivia]"Olivia, what is it..." Before he could finish his statement, I rushed towards him, closing the gap between us.I dug my fingers into his broad naked chest and clutched him so tightly that he stood motionless, staring at me like I was a moron."Lu…Lu…Lucas, please... touch me," I muttered barely audibly, I lifted my legs and traced his lips, but he just stood there, looking at me with this devilish smirk on his face, like he was enjoying how I was trying to eat him up. Are you sure this man has feelings? What the fuck.I pegged his lips and was about to grab his lower lip hungrily when he pulled me back slightly."Olivia, what is wrong with you and why are you acting...?" I cut him off, "Lucas, can you save the fucking crap for crying out loud? I fucking need you inside me, ple…please, touch me," I said angrily, my eyes slowly going into my head.My phone and bag were lying on the floor, where I had previously thrown them."Where are you coming from?" He asked, holding my rig
[Olivia]I stood still, my body stiff, and the memories of yesterday were like a lump in my throat that I could not swallow."Let her in," I heard Lucas' commanding voice, he moved backwards towards me, holding my hand tightly, before heading upstairs.We got to the second floor, and he opened my room door and walked inside. I turned to face him, perplexed as to what was going on or what he was doing."Is that Mia's car outside? And was she the person you went out with yesterday?” He asked, leaning against my door frame."I do not think it is any of your business," I snapped at him, despite feeling embarrassed in front of him."None of my business?" He smirked. "Tidy yourself up and put on something nice before coming downstairs; you look like shit," he said as he slowly opened the door and walked out.I paced my room back and forth, tapping my fingers on my laps to calm down; I wanted to bathe, but I do not think it is necessary right now; I went to the restroom, turned on the faucet
[Olivia]It was around 5 p.m., and I was still in my room, pacing back and forth with my phone in my hand, repeatedly dialing Lucas's number, but each call went unanswered.Joan had left about thirty minutes ago because she needed to return to her shop. She owns a beauty salon and had closed it just to come see me.It has been almost an hour since Grandma called, and I have searched my mind for a comforting lie, but I could not find one. Lucas was also nowhere to be found; I could have gone with him.There is this bond he has with my Grandma from the first time they met; perhaps he can beg or persuade Grandma that he was drunk or that Felicia drugged him. Oh God!!! "I opened my wardrobe and put on a red skimpy gown that fell exactly at my knee, flat black slippers, and my black Dior cross bag. I also packed a few extra clothes in case I do not return tonight.I slowly walked downstairs, feeling as if I had been drained of all my strength."Mrs. Helen," I called out to the housekeeper
[Lucas]"Where did you say she went to?" I asked Mrs. Helen."She said her grandmother sent for her." After speaking with Mrs. Helen, I walked back upstairs; if her grandmother had sent for her, there could only be one reason. Mia had foolishly informed them about the video. I had a very important project that required my full attention, and if it had not been for Olivia's constant calls in the middle of my meeting, I would not have returned. When I got some space, I called Mrs. Helen, who said Olivia was fine and had been with a friend earlier, so I relaxed.But when her calls kept coming in, I needed to know if anything was wrong. But her phone was no longer connecting, so I went home, unaware that she had gone to Ventura.I considered going over there, but I was not sure if my presence would be needed, so I opted to stay back.I went straight to the washroom and took a warm, relaxing bath, which I had not had in two days due to work.I stepped out of the bathtub in my bathrobe, I
[Olivia]"What if I accept that? How will you repay me, given that it is not stated in the contract?" Lucas asked me.I looked directly into his eyes, wondering what I could offer him to entice him to help me."I do not have anything to offer you, Lucas; you are a thousand times wealthier than the Simpsons,” "Who said you didn't?" He looked at me, moving his gaze from my head to toe before coming to a halt at the opening of my dress, which revealed my cleavages."Is that exactly what you want?" I asked, drawing his gaze back to my face."What you were looking at, is that what you want? Then I am ready to give it to you. I lowered my face in shame."Olivia I have no idea what you are thinking or talking about; I have barely said anything; what is going on in your dirty mind?" He smirked at me and sat on the edge of his bed."You obviously responded with your eyes?" I rolled my eyes at him.I lowered my head and stood up, approaching him. His gaze followed me until I was very close to
[Olivia]"Joan what did Joan say?"Joan repeated, "I said I met Kaleb Taylor.""K…Kaleb is still alive." I felt my throat dry, I felt a huge lump in my throat that refused to go down."What is that voice you are displaying?" Joan asked, jolting me out of my reverie."Do not tell me you still have feelings for him after seven years, Olivia!!!" Joan screamed my name, more like a warning.Can you ever get over a man who has stolen your heart? Is it really possible to let him go so easily? After seven years, the man who is the source of Mia's hatred for me returns unexpectedly."Olivia!!!"Are you there?" Joan screamed my name for the second time."Joan "I am fine, I think I need to go, we will talk tomorrow," I told her as I was about to hang up. Her last words echoed in my ear."Better get a hold of yourself, it has been seven years, he must have gotten a life after everything, so get a good night's sleep."I hung up the phone and tossed it to the other side of the bed; Kaleb was back, t