Chapter 15__Please…?Chad stood in front of the nightclub, his eyes hard and unwavering as he stared down at Olivia. His cheek was still red from the sting of her slap, but his gaze held such intensity that made Olivia’s heart race with fear. "You shouldn't have done that," he hissed, his voice low and menacing. Olivia couldn’t decide what frightened her more—his cold, cutting tone or the icy stare that seemed to pierce right through her.She swallowed, trying to keep her composure as he raised his hand to his reddened cheek. His other hand gripped her wrist tightly, the pressure almost painful. "Let go of me, now!" she demanded, her voice trembling slightly as she tried to sound braver than she felt.But Chad didn’t move. His grip on her wrist tightened, his eyes never leaving hers. Olivia’s breath hitched. She’d seen Chad angry before, but this was different. The man standing before her was terrifying in his controlled fury, and for a fleeting moment, she wished she hadn’t slapped
Chapter 16__Hate, love, hate Olivia stepped out of the house just as Chad did. Their eyes met briefly, but Chad didn’t acknowledge her presence. He moved straight to his car, his expression unreadable. Olivia’s heart sank a little, though she would never admit it. Why was he ignoring her? She didn't do anything, she wasn't the one that ruined last night and tried to give her a bloody heart attack in the garage. “Arrogant rake!" She hissed under her breath just as she heard her mother calling out to her. Hilda was right behind her as she turned. "Hey, are you okay?" Hilda asked, concern etched into her features. "You skipped breakfast."Olivia forced a smile, though her stomach was twisting with hunger. "I'm not so hungry, Mum," she lied, hoping it would ease her mother’s worry.Hilda didn’t look convinced, but she nodded and let her go. Olivia was grateful. She didn’t want to explain why the thought of sitting at the breakfast table with Chad made her lose her appetite. It had been
Chapter 17__Friends Never Keep SecretsOlivia and Chad stood there, frozen, their lips just inches away from each other when there was a loud knock at the door. Olvia jumped apart as if the sound had burned her and tried to compose herself. “Fuck!" Chad swore under his breath but didn't look half as disoriented as Olivia did. “Who is it?" He hissed. “It’s Frederick, sir," the man replied. It was the HR manager. “I have a few reports for you to sign." "The door is open,” Chad snapped and Frederick entered. Olivia’s face turned bright red, and she took a step backward, trying to escape the awkwardness of the situation. Chad, however, stood firm, staring at the HR manager with cold eyes. He seemed to be daring the man to say something, anything, that might give him an excuse to lash out.The HR manager failed to sense the tension in the room. He flashed Olivia a charming smile. “Hey, Liv. How are you doing?" He asked. Olivia didn't trust her voice. She was too shaken by that near k
Chapter 18__The Big AnnouncementChad and Olivia arrived home after a long day at the office. The drive home was silent and a little tense. Olivia looked outside the window throughout and Chad kept stealing glances at her. “I hope you didn't tell your friend anything. This is a family issue," he reminded her with a sharp tone. Olivia simply hummed but her heart hammered. Would Macey be able to keep it hush hush. She was never the kind to keep a secret despite her best efforts. She always had a way of letting things slip out. She was her best friend but she knew that much about her too. Olivia couldn’t shake the uneasy feeling that had settled in her stomach since receiving the summons from her mother, Hilda. She and Chad had been summoned home with no explanation, only the request to come immediately.As they stepped through the door, Hilda met them with a bright smile, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “Welcome home!” she exclaimed, her voice light and airy. “Hey, Hilda,” Chad
Chapter 19___What’s Wrong with My Heart? Olivia sat at the dinner table, her fingers nervously toying with the edge of her napkin as she tried to focus on the meal in front of her. The soft clinking of silverware against plates and the low murmur of conversation around the table faded into the background, overshadowed by the chaotic whirlwind of thoughts swirling in her mind. Across from her, Isabella seemed to fit perfectly into the family, all pretty smiles and polished manners. Olivia had never felt so out of place, so overshadowed, in a very long time.Her eyes darted to Chad, sitting diagonally from her, his attention seemingly glued to his plate. But Olivia noticed the way Isabella didn't miss a chance to touch his arm, her fingers brushing lightly against his sleeve as she leaned in to whisper something unimportant. The soft sound of her laughter grated on Olivia's nerves, and an unfamiliar emotion twisted in her chest—envy. She hated it, but there was no denying it.Desperat
“I know you're wet in your panties right now, don't lie, Liv," my boss said as he leaned forward. I could smell his aftershave and his breath fanned my face. His eyes were hard and somehow Olivia could see desire in them. Was it because she'd just walked in on him trying to get some? “What? No," she croaked, mortified and jerked back, looking at everywhere but him. “Then why did you open the bathroom door when you knew I was inside," he asked, his tone husky. Olivia swallowed and stammered, "I swear, sir, I didn't know you were in there.” She replied breathlessly. Chad didn't look like he believed her, he hummed and with a smirk and grabbed the file from her hands, moving away to sit on the couch across me. It was not every day that a girl got to see her boss in nothing but a towel. Olivia cleared her throat and played with the hem of her dress, after what Chad had said, she was really getting wet underneath. “Is this all the report?" Chad asked and Olivia jumped on her
Chapter 02Not his type?! Olivia couldn't believe what she's just heard. He certainly wasn't her type either, with his 6"4 inches of toned muscles and tan skin, never mind that he was filthy rich and with the voice of the ocean wanes, he certainly was not her type! Grumbling and picking up what was left of her wounded dignity, Olivia got off the floor and dusted her skirt - thankfully the office floor was quite clean. Chad marched on like he hadn't just left her to fall on her butt and soon, he was barking instructions at her like nothing happened. "When do I have my next meeting?" He asked for the second time and Olivia was still struggling to go through her iPad. She really wasn't sure how it worked, the last secretary had tried showing it to her twice but she didn't get it. "I think__" "I'm not paying you to think, Olivia Bernard, I'm paying you to get my work life in order!" He snapped. "That's the job of your personal assistant, not your secretary," she mumbled and Chad asked
Chapter 03"He said what?!" Olivia's friend and the Marketing Manager of the company asked with wide eyes. Olivia sighed and shook her head, "I'm not doing this Macey, what if it all goes south? What if he asks me to sleep with him?" She said worriedly. Macey rolled her beautiful blue eyes, "Come on, it can't be that bad. I'm sure women are dying to get under him, plus, didn't he just say today that you're not his type?" He asked. "Yeah," Olivia nodded, hoping that had to count for something. "But I'm not doing it, I'm going home, I'll face Mr Chad in the morning with some fancy excuse," she said and with that marched into Macey's front seat and folded her arms. "Are you sure about this? You might not have a job to come back to when all this is over," Macey advised. Olivia looked at the looming building, she really needed her job alright but she couldn't stand a night with Chad alone in the office and just a thin desk between them. "I'll tell him a believable lie, come on, didn't