DAWSON'S POV
I watched Olivia as I left her office, I could see the hesitation in her eyes, the proposal I made was not a simple one; It wasn't just business deal, not in the traditional sense. Marrying her wasn't about love or even companionship. It was about securing a future, for both of us, in our own ways. As the door click shut, I let out a breath I hadn't realized I was holding. What had I done? my board members will call me reckless, and maybe they where right. But this was the only option I had left. The merger was slipping away from me, and with it, everything I'd worked so hard to build. A few months ago, I wouldn't have considered this kind of deception, but the stake had never been higher. Sitting back in my chair, I stared at the contracts On my desk the words blurring together. I'd always been a man Who knew what he wanted, who took What he needed without hesitation. But Olivia Cadell was different, she was my assistant, Yes, but she was also so much more. She was strong and resilient, traits I admired more than I could say. And then there was her daughter, Lily. I hadn't meant to pry into Olivia's Personal life, but her situation had become Clear to me over time. It wasn't just the hospital bills I had learned about it was the fear in her eyes everytime her phone rang, the exhuation she Carried like a weight around her shoulders, the detemination that never seemed to Waver despite everything. She was fighting a battle far beyond the walls of this office, a battle I knew all too well, the battle to protect someone you love. I stood up and walked over to the Window, looking out at the rain-soaked city. I could understand why she hadn't answered right away,my offer was outrageous, a business proposal masquerading as a marriage. I knew I was asking a lot of her, but I Was also offering something she couldn't refuse. Security, Safety, and a way out of her troubles. And maybe, just Maybe, I could give her Something else too. A part of me wanted to believe I Could be the man who helped her, who saved her. but I had to remind myself that this was just business. Wasn't it? The Idea of being married, even in name only had stirred something inside me I hadn't expected,a flicker of something I thought I'd buried long time ago. I had watched people play the game of love and lose Including Me, time and time again. I knew better than to let emotions cloud my judgement. But when I thought about Olivia, Standing in front of me, those big brown eyes filled with worry and fear.... I find myself wanting to protect her. And that thought terrified me. I retumed to my desk and sat down flipping through the file with the details of the merger. Mr chen the Asian investor, a conservative family man, had made it clear he wanted to see stability. He Wanted to see someone who embodied traditional family values, someone who was settled. I wasn't that man. Not Yet anyway. I had alway been the lone wolf after my breakup With Veronica, I was a billionaire with everything at his fingertips, needing a fake marriage to close a deal. I Shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts. I needed to focus. This was about business, not Personal Feelings. Olivia wouldn't think it over, and I was Centain she will see the logic in my proposal. it was a win-Win Situation. She will get the money she desperately needed, and I would get the merger. simple.Clean. Efficient. But then, nothing about Olivia is was simple. The thought of seeing her everyday, Pretending to be a devoted husband felt like a lie, and yet, Strangely it didn't. I found myself picking up my phone and darling a number. The other end rang twice before a familiar voice answered. "Lucas, it's me" I said my voice steady. "Dawson. What's going on? You sound..... different" Lucas, my Lawyer and bestfriend, knew me better than anyone. He could always sense when something was off. “I need you draw up a marriage contract." I Said bluntly. There was a pause on the other end "A marriage contract? for you? Who's the lucky Lady?" "Olivia Cadell," I replied, Waiting for the Inevitable barrage of questions. "Your assistant? Are you serious? Lucas tone was Incredillous. "What the hell is going on Dawson "Its for the deal," I explained. "The Investor wants to see Stability, a wife, a family all that nonsense. Olivia fits the bill. It's a business arrangement, nothing more Lucas was silent for a moment "And Olivia is okay with this?" "She's Coasidering it!" I said "I gave her the Weekend to decide.” “Dawson, You know how risky this is, right? You're playing with fire. This isn't just some merger we are talking about, it's a marriage. Even if it is fake, it could get complicated." I Sighed, knowing he was right. "I know, Lucas, But I don't have a choice. We need this merger and I need, Olivia to agree. Just get the paperwork ready. We'll handle the rest when the time comes." “Alright," he said, his tone Cautions, "But be careful, this could blow up in your face." "I know," I replied, hanging up. I stared at the Phone for a moment, then put it down. I wasn't Worried about the fallout. I could handle that, What Worried me was something far more dangerous. What this arrangement might do to me. Over the Weekend, I couldn't stop thinking about Olivia. I tried to distract myself with work, with meetings, and with anything else that could keep my mind occupied. But no matter what I did, my thoughts kept drifting back to her. What was she thinking? Would she acecpt? And if She did, what would it mean for both of us? Sunday evening came, and I was sitting in my Study, a glass of scotch in my hand, staring at the fire place. The phone rang, breaking the Silence and I knew it was her. I picked up, my heart beating faster than it should have. "Olivia," I said keeping my voice steady. "Have You made up your mind?" "Yes" she replied, her voice soft but clear. I'll do it. l'll marry You.” For a moment, I didn't know what to say. I Felt a strange mix of relief and something else. Something I couldn't quite put my finger on. "Good" I finally said. I would have the paperwork drawn up. We will discuss the details in my office tomorrow morning? "Okay" she said, and I could hear the uncertaminy in her voice she was scared, and I didn't blame her. I was scared too, though I'd never admit it. Not to her, not to anyone. "Goodnight Olivia" I said and then ended the Call. I Put the phone down and took a deep breath, staring into the Flames. This was happening. I was going to marry Olivia Cadell, a woman I barely knew, for the sake of a business deal. But as I sat there, I couldn't shake the feeling that this was more than a business arrangement. There was something about Olivia, Something that drew me to her, something that made me want to protect har. And I knew deep down, that this marriage, fake or not, would Change everything.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.
OLIVIA'S POV The day after the contract, I was still trying to wrap my head around everything when my phone buzzed, a message lighting up the screen. I opened it, and my heart Skipped a beat as I read the words: "Come to my office. We need the discuss something.” the message was from Dawson, and despite its formal tone, it made my stomach flutter, I quickly grabbed my things and headed to his office, my mind racing with questions. why did he want to see me? What was so Important? When I reached his office door; I paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and knocked. "Come in" Dawson's deep voice called from inside. I stepped in, finding him Sitting behind his sleek mahogany desk, his eyes locked on his Computer screen. As soon as he saw me, he leaned back in his chair, his gaze shifting to meet mine. "Sit down, Olivia," he said motioning to the chair across from him. I Sat, feeling the weight of his gaze as he watched me. “Mr. Chen, the Investor, is hosting a Charity gala
OLIVIA'S POV The morning after dinner felt heavier than it should have. I woke up with the memory of the kiss still fresh in my mind, my heart racing in a way I hadn't experienced in Years. Dawson had been nothing but considerate, but that kiss.... complicated things in ways I hadn't anticipated. I shook my head, trying to shake off the lingering feeling. This was a business arrangement, I had to keep my head straight. Lily's having her check-up today, the one that would determine when she could begin the blood Infusion. The doctor had been optimistic, but I could never shake the fear that sat heavy in my chest. What if something went wrong? "Mommy, Can I wear the pink dress today!" Lily's voice broke through my thoughts, her bright blue eyes Peering up at me from the foot of the bed. Even with everything going on, she still had a sparkle in her eyes. “Of course, Sweetheart," I said, brushing a stay curl away from her forehead. "You can wear whatever you like." She beamed,
Olivia's POVThe soft click of my heels against the pavement echoed in the quiet night as I stepped out of the car. The gala, Vanessa's sudden reappearance that still rattle me: Vanessa, was now wrapped up in Mr. Chen's business dealings. I had expected tension tonight, but not the palpable sense of rivary Vanessa seemed to carry with her like a Weapon,ateast thingsI'veheard fromthe officesincei started work at Pierce Enterprises. Shaking off the thought,I unlocked the door to my apartment, stepping inside to the comforting hum of the refrigerator and the faint lullaby coming from Lily's room. Emily had texted earlier that everything was fine and that Lily was resting, but a wave of guilt still washed over me. I hated missing evening's with my daughter, no matter how important my work feltThe apprtment was dim, save for the soft glow of the nightlight in the hallway. As I passed the couch, I noticed Emily, fast asleep under a blanket, a small smile tugged at my lips. she'd been my
OLIVIA'S POV The first time I met Vanessa, she was nothing like I'd expected. Given her history with Dawson and her newfound Involvement in Mr. Chen's deal. I braced myself for someone cold and calculating, maybe even openly hostile, but when she walked into Dawson's office that day, all polished smiles and delicate charm, it caught me off guard."Olivia, right?" Vanessa extended her hand, her eyes shining with warmth, her tone sweet and Friendly. "I've heard so much about you. It's so lovely to finally meet the woman the whole office has been talking about.I hesitated, but only for a second before shaking her hands. “Likewise,” I said, but like her, I read about her in the magazines, managing a polite smile.It was strange I couldn't quite pin down why, but there was something about her presence that felt…calculated. Despite her sweetness, the air between us was thick with unspoken tension. Her words, though pleasant, had an edge to them, as though each sentence was laced with a hi
OLIVIA'S POV The office felt unusually quite when I returned to the next morning. Dawson's warmth from the night before still Lingered in my thoughts, but the world outside Our private buble moved on. I settled into my desk, determined to focus. But a small envelope resting on top of my files quickly Pulled me back into the tangled webs of personal and professional tensions. The handwriting on the envelope was unmistakably Vanessa's. Lunch today?. Let's catch up and talk about how we can work together. Vanessa. I hesitated. Her reaction last time gnawed at me and I knew this invitation wasn't just a casual attempt to bond. Vanessa never did anything without a purpose, still, I needed to confront whatever she had in mind. When I arrived at the chic restaurant she’d suggested, I wasn't surprised to see her already seated at a prime table by the window. Vanessa had an innate ability to command attention without trying, her poised figure framed perfectly by the soft midday sunlight
OLIVIA'S POVDawson's voice came through the phone low and concerned. "what is going on, Olivia? you sound tense." I hesitated, the words lingering on the tip of my tongue. Part of me wanted to brush it off, but the other part knew that something was brewing. Vanessa's words, her not-so-suble digs, and the suspicious she tried to plant in my mind were unsettling. The last thing i wanted was to start doubting Dawsonor let any one's opinion infect what we had. But could I afford to mention it.? "It's just... something feels off." I paused choosing my words carefully. "I had lunch with Vanessa today, she kept hinting that people are talking about us, about how perfect everything looks between us."Dawson was silent for a moments and I could practically see him on the other end of the line, his brows furrowing in thought. "And thats a problem because?”"It's not just the gossip," I said, my frustration creeping, “it's the way she said it. She kept insinuating that people are wondering i
OLIVIA'S POV Sitting across from Emily in our favourite little cafe, I couldn't help but feel the weight of the world pressing down on me. Her Warm hazel eyes studied me, filled with concem. "You look like you haven't slept in days, Liv. What's going on?" Emily asked, sipping her cappuccino. I sighed, running a hand through my hair, "it's Vanessa." Emily's eyebrows shot up in suprise, "What's she up to this time?” “she's been sniffing around a lot lately, she's suspicious about Dawson and I. keeps asking questions, poking holes in our story, as if she knows there's more going on. Emily frowned, leaning in closer. "And you're sure she'd doesn't know about the arrangement?” "She doesn't know," I said quickly, shaking my head. "But she suspects something. I can feel it. Every time I see her,, she's watching me, like she's waiting for me to slip up.” Emily sat back in her chair, her fingers tapping thoughtfully on the table. "sounds like she's trying to figure out if you