Olivia's POV
The following morning. I walked into Dawson’s Office with my heart in my throat. I was greeted by the familiar polished Interor, an expanse of dark word, soft leather Chairs, and an impressive view of the city Skyline. It was a room that screamed power and authority, much like the man who occupied it. Dawson Sat behind his massive mahogany desk, his expression undreadable as he flipped through a stack of files. He looked up when I entered, his piercing blue eyes locking into mine. "Good morning. Ms Cadell,” he said, his voice calm and steady, betraying no emotion. "Good morning, Mr. Pierce," I replied, trying to keep my voice as neutral as possible, though my nerves were frayed. The reality of What I was about to do Weighed heavily on me. “please, have Seat," he gestured to the chair opposite his desk, As I sat down, he pushed a thick folder across the table towards me. "This is the Contract,” he simply stated. "It Outline the Terms and Condition of our agreement." I took a deep breath and opened the folder, my eyes scanning the pages filled with legal jargon. The words seemed to blur together, but l forced myself to focus, knowing how crucial It was to understand every detail. Dawson waited patiently, his gaze unwavering, as I flipped through the documents. After a few moments of silence, he began to Speak "The term are straightforward," he explained. "we will remain married for a minimum of one Year, during which time You will fulfill all the public and private duties expected of a wife. This Includes attending social events, family gatherings, and Public appearances as necessary." I nodded, my mind racing to keep up with the Information. "And in return?! I asked, my voice Steadier than I felt. "In return," he continued "I will provide financial compensation for your participation. This Includes covering all of Your daughter's medical expenses, as well as generous Monthly allowance for the duration of our agreement." My heart fluttered at the mention of Lily. The thought of her being taking care of, of Finally being able to give her the best possible care was almost too much to bear. But there was more, I needed to know all the conditions. “What about Personal boundaries and living arrangements,” I asked, trying to maintain professional tone. Dawson's lips curled into a slight Smile, a rare expression for him. "our marriage will be in name only." There will be no expectation of physical Intimacy, unless, of Course both parties agree otherwise. I swallowed, a mix of relief and something else I Coudri't quite Identify washing over me. "And what happens at the end of the year?” “At the end of the Year," he said, leaning back his chair, “we will reassess the situation. If the merger is secured and ,nvestors satisfied, we file for an annulment. You usted be free to walk away, with all financial obligations met in Fulll." I considered his words carefuly. It seemed simple enough a clear-cut deal with defined terms. But there was still a Part of me that hesitated, that questioned the sanity of What I was about to do. "Why me?" I asked suddenly, the question slipping out before I could stop its "why not choose Someone else? Someone who is mkre… suitable for this kind of arrangement?" Dawson's expression soften ever so slightly. "Because, Olivia, you are the one person I trust to Keep this arrangement strictly business. You have no ulterior motives, no hidden agenda. You understand the Importance of decretion and professionalism... that is why I choose you. I couldn't argue with that. He was right. I had no ulterior motives, no hidden agenda. All I wanted was to Provide for my claughter. I glanced down at the contract again, weighing the options in my mind. “I understand,” I said finally, Looking up to meet his eyes. "very well if you're ready, we can sign the Contract now and head to count for our marriage licence.” He pulled a pen from his desk drawer and handed to me. I hesitated for only a moment before taking it, my hands trembling slightly as I signed my name on the dotted line on both documents. Dawson followed suit his Signature bold and confident beside mine. "It is done" he said, leaning back in his chair. "Welcome to the family, future Mrs Pierce" I nodded, feeling a strange mix of emotions, relief, anxiety and a touch of excitement, "What happens now?" I asked. "Now," Dawson replied "let make the engagement look as real as possible. We'll need to start planning our public appearances, our story, and how we'll present ourselves to the world." He stood up and walked around the desk, Stopping just in front of me. "Are you ready for this, Olivia?" He asked his voice low and serious. I looked up at him, my heart pounding in my Chest. "Yes" I said, my voice barely more than a whisper "I'm ready." “Good," he said, a faint smile playing at the Conners of his mouth. Then let's get started. As I left his office, the weight of what I had Just agreed to began to sink in. I was now Olivia Pierce, wife of Dawson Pierce, billionaire CEO, it was a role I never imagined I would play, a life I never thought I would live. But for lily, I would do anything, even marry a stranger. XXX I sat at my kitchen table that evening, staring at the contract in front of me. I’d brought it home to read over it once more, to make sure I fully understood what I had signed up for. Dawson had been true to his word, every detail was laid out clearly, every term spelled out in black and white. But even with everything in writing, I couldn’t shake the feeling of uncertainty. This was my life we were talking about, my future, and Lily’s. And now, it was tied to a man I barely knew, a man whose motives I still didn’t fully understand. I sighed and leaned back in my chair, closing my eyes for a moment. I had made my decision. Now, I had to live with it. My phone buzzed on the table, and I glanced at the screen to see a text from Dawson.Dawson: "Our first public appearance is thus Friday, Our client is hosting a charity gala this friday and we're expected to be there as a couple” he said, I stared at the message for a moment, then typed a quick reply. Me: “Understood.” I put the phone down and looked at the contract again. This was it, the start of my new life as Olivia Pierce. I just hoped I was ready for whatever lay ahead.OLIVIA’S POVThe decision to move in with Dawson had been made in a haste, but it felt like the safest option. Logan's sudden reappearance in my life had already left me shaken, but it was the unsettling frequency with which is seemed to appear near Lily's school, the Park, and even the corner store that tipped me over the edge. Dawson had offered immediately. "I have this space, Olivia. you and Lily don't need to handle this alone.” it had taken me a day to say yes. I had been hesitant, not wanting to disrupt lily’s life more than necessary, but I realized I couldn't risk her safety.Logan's intentions were unclear, but his persistence was unnerving, and I couldn't afford to be caught of guard.XXXThe cafe was quite except for the soft Hymn of conversation and the occasional clang of dishes. I had agreed to meet Logan here after he called me earlier in the week, insisting that we talk. reluctantly, I had said yes- not because I wanted to, but because I needed to. His sudden reapp
OLIVIA’S POVThe air between Dawson and me had been different since that day in the back. Logan's sudden reappearance hadn't just stirred of old memories; it had created and undercurrent of tension I couldn't ignore. I hadn't even seen Logan again since that fleeting moment, yet his presence lingered like an unwelcome shadow.Dawson, to his credit, hadn't say much about it. he had been patient, supportive even. but I could see the shift in his eyes, The way his jaw tightened when Lily brought up her "new friend from the park.” "he said he knew you, mommy” Lily said one evening as I talk her into bed. has more face was lit with the innocent curiosity that only a 5-year-old could muster. "why didn't you talk to him?” I froze, my hands smoothing the blanket over her. "what did he say, sweetheart?” "he just said you were his friend. he was nice, but. . . "she scrunched up her nose, her voice dropping to a whisper. "he looked kind of sad." Sad. the word hits me like a blue to the
Olivia's POVThe Weeknd was to be a breath of fresh air– a real chance for Dawson, Lily and I, to escape the constant pressure of work and the ever present under current of suspicious surrounding us. it was Dawson’s idea to take Lily to the park, and I had to admit, the thought of sometime outdoor sounded appealing.The morning was crisp, the air laced with faint scent of flowers blooming nearby. LIly had been bouncing with excitement all morning, barely able to wait to get to the playground. Dawson and I followed her as she darted ahead, her laughter ringing like music."she's going to wear herself out before we even get there,” Dawson said with a smile, his hand brushing mine as we walked. I glanced at him, feeling a warmth race in my chest. there was something so natural about the three of us being together like this– a momentary glimpse of what life could be like if we weren't constantly juggling complication and responsibilities. "I don't think lady knows the meaning of
OLIVIA’S POVAfter a whirlwind Of the past few days, days I finally had a chance to breathe. for the first time in what felt like forever, I woke up feeling somewhat rested. the early morning sun crypt in through the Curtains in my bedroom, casting a warm, golden glow. I stretched out on the bed, Savoring the rare quite before the day’s chaos began. Lily was already awake, her little feet pitter-pattering across the hardwood floors. I could hear her giggles from the next room, and just like that, is my phone it's way to my face. I got up and went to her, my heart lifting at the sight of her bright eyes and unruly bedhead. "mama” she squealed, have face lighting up as soon as she saw me. “ good morning, my little sunshine,” I replied, sweeping her up into my arms. her laughter filled the room, infectious and pure, and for a moment, I let myself forget about the investigation and everything weighing on me. I listen as she recounted a dream involving talking dogs and a magical
OLIVIA'S POV Every year the company's host a charity gala, and this year's one was here keeping everyone on the other hand who has gone back home to prepare for the gala. I, on the other hand, was still knee deep in my investigation. The document needed to be signed for final approval and I was yet to let Dawson sign it. I had this feeling deep in my gut like he was about to be in the middle of all this shit happening. But I had to leave and go if I was planning on going to the gala.This year's gala was held at one of the finest hotel in New Orleans. Dawson had to send his driver to take since he was to be there earlier to do some business deals. As I entered the enormous hall, which was designed with gleaming light and tables decorated with beautiful floral clothing, and the chandelier dangling like it was about to descend and smash on the floor, only a glance would convince one how important this gala was to the company. Tonight was an opportunity to relax and perhaps let down my
OLIVIA'S POV I woke up the following morning feeling depressed, still burdened by the notes and figures I had collected during the previous few days. I was relieved and even more convinced that I couldn't ignore this any longer after Emily's visit. There was a limit to how much I could learn without drawing suspicion if I continued my investigation alone. I needed help,someone with access and the knowledge to spot these anomalies as much as I had.And there was only one person I could trust with this. Dawson.The thought of bringing this to him left me nervous. We had a wonderful thing going, both personally and professionally, and I didn't want to upset the balance we'd achieved. But I also knew Dawson was extremely committed to the company, and if there was foul play, he'd want to be part in uncovering the truth. After getting ready and gathering all of my notes, I walked to the office, carrying the small file of paperwork near to me. Every glance down the hallway, every heel clic