[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
[Olivia]Is that you, Olivia?" I heard a familiar voice from the direction of the door, I turned and saw the last person I expected to see. I turned to Joan who had the same confused expression as me.I watched her walk from the entrance to where Jaon and I were sitting; she looked very different from the last time I saw her. She wore a short gown that clung to her body, revealing her thighs and cleavages. Is this not too much?"Hi, Olivia," she said with a fake smile as she approached me and extended her hands to greet me.I extended my hands to greet her as well: "Hello, Felicia." I forced a smile and returned my attention to my phone, but she was obviously not ready to leave."Actually, I saw you walk in and have been looking for a way to speak with you; can I speak to you privately?" She asked, her gaze fixed on Joan, who sat beside me.Even if I wanted to stand up and go with her, Joan would never let me because she is not familiar with her or knows her well."I am sorry, but if
[Olivia]Drop that and and come over here” he commandedI trailed behind him quietly, he stopped at the microwave and opened it, he took out a small plate and handed them over to me.“What?” I asked him.“Shouldn't you open it up yourself and save me the explanation” he strolled to the sink and turned it on to rinse his hands.I opened it; I knew what it was based on the aroma, but I wanted to be certain. And I was right about it, macaroni and cheese; my heart skipped. I felt the hair on the back of my ear stand; did he prepare it for me?"What is funny, are you not going to heat it up and eat something?" His cold expression made it difficult for me to believe he thought of me."Did you make my dinner?" I asked, smiling at him. Why was he suddenly acting so sweet? His next response completely crushed me."Do I look like your housemaid? Miss. Helen prepared it before I dropped her off tonight, meanwhile, she said you have not been eating well, listen, this is advice from a friend or yo
[Olivia]Lu…Luca!!!I yelled his name and rushed to where he was bent over.“Are…are you ok?” I placed my palm on his cheeks, it felt a bit hot, I was able to touch his face because he bent down, if not there was no way my hands could reach there. His height 6’2 has always intimidated me a lot, given that I'm just 5’4"Get.l…l…lost," he stuttered, clutching the couch tighter.How can I let him go when he is like this? What is wrong with him? Did I say anything wrong?I watched as he steadied himself and breathed in and out, looking beneath him and glaring daggers at me; his eyes, which had been clear just a few seconds before, turned bloodshot instantly."Luc…Lucas, what is wrong? You do not seem ok; are you sick?" He ignored me as he walked slowly upstairs, and I followed him slowly up to his room. I was attempting to reach him when he shut the door on my face, nearly hitting my forehead."Why does he become even colder when angry?" An idea suddenly occurred to me, and I decided to c
[Lucas]"Meet me downstairs when you are done getting ready; we still have unfinished business," I yelled at her, and she turned to leave, jamming my door hard.I scoffed and turned to my laptop to continue working, my mind wandered back to last night. I felt so safe and warm in her arms, “Lucas!!” I shook my head in amusement as my inner mind was set to judge me againOn no account should I care about her or even consider moving in with her to persuade her family that our fake marriage was real. I wanted to say no, but there is something about her tears that I do not like seeing; I just sometimes feel like she was like a younger sister to me, because that is probably the only reason I am moved by her tears and do not want to make her feel bad.I closed my laptop and went over to the washroom. I was done in about ten minutes, I walked out of the washroom feeling fresh, I'm scheduled for an important meeting today and I needed to be there on time. I dried myself off, and dressed up in
[Lucas]I parked in front of my second house, which is more like my private space; not every visitor is allowed in here, and I have a large number of guards to ensure the house's safety because it also houses many of my valuables.I walked down and headed for the entrance."Boss, you are here?" Mylo, one of my men, approached and took the briefcase in my hand before heading inside. Since I asked Felicia to move in, my men have provided me with information about her, from her walking out to her walking in.I nodded at him and walked in, immediately heading for the stairs, not having another moment of patience; I wanted to be in my baby's arms.My master bedroom is off-limits to anyone during my absence, so I pulled open the door to the room I assume she would be in.I carefully opened the door and looked around the room, but she was nowhere to be found. However, I knew she was there because her phone was on the bed, and I heard the shower splashing right then."Was she getting ready fo
[Lucas]I walked slowly down the stairs, but I guess the universe was not on my side today; she noticed my presence and turned, something like fear flashing through her eyes, and she immediately disconnected the call, hiding the phone behind her back.I furrowed my brow at her and tended to ignore it. "Why did you end the call when you saw me?" I asked her."No..no, b..baby, why would I do that?" she stuttered. "We were done talking, and I was about to end it, but the sudden shadow behind me startled me," she said.With both hands firmly in my pockets, I arched an eyebrow and she smiled charmingly. "Baby, why did you follow me? Hold on, you are suspecting me," she asked.To avoid making her angry, I had to deny it: "I wasn't, I just wanted to get some water." With that, I walked past her and smiled back at her, even though the smiles did not quite reach my eyes.I walked down to the kitchen and went to the refrigerator, where I grabbed a bottle of chilled water and gulped it down. I l