Olivia's POVA comfortable silence settled between us, neither of us speaking, simply sitting side by side.Suddenly, Alpha Enzo grabbed one of the empty whiskey bottles, holding it up as if to see if there were any drops left.“Maybe I should get you some water,” I offered, watching him closely.“I’m not a child, Olivia.”“No, but you’re acting like one.”His eyes flashed with irritation, but I didn’t back down.“You’re upset,” I continued. “I get it. But drowning yourself in whiskey isn’t going to solve whatever’s going on.”He closed his eyes and exhaled heavily, as if trying to block me out. “You don’t know what you’re talking about.”“Then explain it to me.”He said nothing.I sat quietly for a while, watching him. The tension in his posture eventually began to ease, but the weight in his expression lingered.I wasn’t sure how long we stayed silent—the silence stretching on but somehow feeling less suffocating.Eventually, I spoke again, my voice soft but firm.“I’m sorry I didn’
Alpha Enzo’s POVThe moment I realized Olivia was reaching for the broken picture frame, I moved swiftly, grabbing it before she could.I caught the confused and questioning look in her eyes as she stared at the frame, but I hid it behind my back.“I’ll throw this away and head to the woods. I want to let my wolf out—you can leave,” I said coldly, not giving her the chance to speak before storming out of the room.Taking the stairs two at a time, I entered the living room and found Adams seated there. The moment he saw me, he stood to his feet, looking troubled.“I’m sorry, Enzo, but she insisted on seeing you.” He apologized, but I ignored his apology and stretched out the broken frame. “Burn it. I don’t want Olivia seeing it,” I ordered, and Adams quickly collected the frame. He stared at it and then looked up at me with stunned eyes.“You’re throwing it away? This is the only photo you have left,” Adams said, sounding worried and concerned. I frowned.“Just do as I have instructed.
Alpha Enzo’s POV I held her gaze for a long moment, the soft light from the window casting a golden glow across her face. Her eyes, filled with concern and something else I couldn’t quite place, made it impossible to push her away. Without a word, I lifted my hand and gestured for her to come in. She hesitated for a brief second, but she stepped inside, closing the door quietly behind her. As she approached, I reached out, catching her wrist gently and pulling her toward me. A flicker of surprise crossed her face, but she didn’t resist. I guided her until she stood between my legs, her hands resting lightly on my shoulders. I let out a breath I didn’t know I’d been holding. “You didn’t have to do all this,” I said, my voice low, rough with something I couldn’t mask. Gratitude. She shrugged, her fingers brushing against the bare skin of my shoulder. “I know… but I wanted to.” Her honesty hit harder than I expected. I rested my hands on her waist, the heat of her skin seeping thr
Olivia's POV“Happy birthday, my dear Olivia,” I heard my mother's usual cheerful voice pierce through my sleep, jolting me awake. Blinking my eyes open, I saw her seated beside me on the bed, her charming smile lighting up her face, her sea-blue eyes — the same ones I inherited — brimming with happiness and love.“Happy fourteenth birthday, my darling.” Mother's smile widened, and I smiled as I tried to sit in bed. “Good morning, Mother,” I greeted, rubbing my face with my hands.“Morning, my darling. Are you excited to get your wolf?” Mother asked, and I swallowed nervously, which she noticed.“You don’t have to be scared. If you don’t get your wolf today, you still have a chance on your eighteenth birthday when you might also find your mate,” she reassured me. I nodded, comforted by her words.“So, I want you to dress up and come downstairs; everyone is waiting for you.”“Alright, Mother,” I nodded while she kissed me before leaving my room.After she left, I stood to my feet and w
Olivia's POV Six years later The loud beeping of the alarm jolted me from my sleep. Grumbling tiredly, I opened my eyes, reached for my phone, and realized it was already 5pm. “Shit!” I blurted and jumped out of bed. “Damn it! I will be late again.” I grunted and rushed to the bathroom. After taking a quick bath, I dressed up, packed my hair in a bun, grabbed my things, and rushed out of my apartment. I was lucky to get a taxi, and in a few minutes, I was at the club. Hurriedly, I went into the locker room, changed into my uniform, and made my way to the bar. “You are late,” Sonia murmured. “I'm sorry, I had a class today, and after getting home, I decided to take a nap. I didn’t know I set my alarm wrongly.” I explained to Sonia, who nodded understandingly. “Well, you are lucky Sir Linus hasn’t come yet.” I sighed in relief at her words and got on with work. “A glass of my usual whiskey,” DOM Phillip requested as he sat on the long stool. “Alright, sir.” I nodded and went for
Olivia’s POV The crowd's reaction was immediate. Cheers and applause erupted as I moved sensuously, my body becoming a tantalizing silhouette against the spotlight. I locked eyes with a few of the men in the front row, their lustful gazes feeding my performance. Despite my initial nerves, I felt a surge of confidence. This was my moment to shine, to earn the money I desperately needed. As I continued to dance, I couldn't help but scan the crowd for familiar faces. High-profile businessmen and celebrities often frequented the club, their identities hidden behind masks. As I made my signature moves, my eyes met those of a masked DOM. He looked different and unfamiliar. Despite not being able to see the faces of Doms, I could easily recognize our usual members by the color and shape of their eyes, but this DOM, I was sure I hadn’t seen him before. He was fully masked, with only his lips and piercing green eyes visible. He was sitting in a VIP booth, his gaze fixed on me with an intens
Olivia's POVMy heart pounded in my chest, my breath coming in shallow gasps. The masked man with the scorpion tattoo, the one who had haunted my nightmares, was here, right in front of me. Years of grief and a burning desire for vengeance surged within me. How could it be him?I took another look at the tattoo and my eyes dilated. I wasn’t mistaken. It was him. It wasn’t a coincidence. He was the one who shot my father. He was here, my worst nightmare sitting before me.Quickly, I stepped away from him and saw his brow furrow. “Excuse me,” I murmured in panic and didn’t wait for him to respond before sprinting away.My steps were hurried and unsteady as I stumbled backstage, my mind racing with a mix of fear and anger. I pressed my back against the wall, trying to steady my breathing. My hands shook as I wrapped my arms around myself, attempting to calm the storm raging inside me.The scorpion tattoo. The assassin of my family. Here. Now. How could he be here? Was it a coincidence, o
Alpha Enzo’s POVI saw a flicker of anger and hate in those alluring sea blue eyes the moment I made my offer.The moment my eyes fell on her as she walked onto the stage with the other strippers, I couldn’t take them off her. There was something about her, like a magnetic force that I couldn’t explain. I knew I was a man who really gets attracted to beautiful and sexy ladies, but hers was different. I couldn’t just look away from her.Watching her dance so sexily on that stage made me intrigued and yet somehow jealous. I was jealous that other men could sit and drool over her when it should only be me. When I saw her giving a lap dance to that man, I felt uncomfortable in my seat and couldn’t look away. All I wanted was to go pull her away and claim her as mine, which was insane because I had barely known her for a few minutes.When she began twerking for me, I couldn’t take my eyes off her ass. I wished I could pull her into a room and make her submit to me right at that moment, but
Alpha Enzo’s POV I held her gaze for a long moment, the soft light from the window casting a golden glow across her face. Her eyes, filled with concern and something else I couldn’t quite place, made it impossible to push her away. Without a word, I lifted my hand and gestured for her to come in. She hesitated for a brief second, but she stepped inside, closing the door quietly behind her. As she approached, I reached out, catching her wrist gently and pulling her toward me. A flicker of surprise crossed her face, but she didn’t resist. I guided her until she stood between my legs, her hands resting lightly on my shoulders. I let out a breath I didn’t know I’d been holding. “You didn’t have to do all this,” I said, my voice low, rough with something I couldn’t mask. Gratitude. She shrugged, her fingers brushing against the bare skin of my shoulder. “I know… but I wanted to.” Her honesty hit harder than I expected. I rested my hands on her waist, the heat of her skin seeping thr
Alpha Enzo’s POVThe moment I realized Olivia was reaching for the broken picture frame, I moved swiftly, grabbing it before she could.I caught the confused and questioning look in her eyes as she stared at the frame, but I hid it behind my back.“I’ll throw this away and head to the woods. I want to let my wolf out—you can leave,” I said coldly, not giving her the chance to speak before storming out of the room.Taking the stairs two at a time, I entered the living room and found Adams seated there. The moment he saw me, he stood to his feet, looking troubled.“I’m sorry, Enzo, but she insisted on seeing you.” He apologized, but I ignored his apology and stretched out the broken frame. “Burn it. I don’t want Olivia seeing it,” I ordered, and Adams quickly collected the frame. He stared at it and then looked up at me with stunned eyes.“You’re throwing it away? This is the only photo you have left,” Adams said, sounding worried and concerned. I frowned.“Just do as I have instructed.
Olivia's POVA comfortable silence settled between us, neither of us speaking, simply sitting side by side.Suddenly, Alpha Enzo grabbed one of the empty whiskey bottles, holding it up as if to see if there were any drops left.“Maybe I should get you some water,” I offered, watching him closely.“I’m not a child, Olivia.”“No, but you’re acting like one.”His eyes flashed with irritation, but I didn’t back down.“You’re upset,” I continued. “I get it. But drowning yourself in whiskey isn’t going to solve whatever’s going on.”He closed his eyes and exhaled heavily, as if trying to block me out. “You don’t know what you’re talking about.”“Then explain it to me.”He said nothing.I sat quietly for a while, watching him. The tension in his posture eventually began to ease, but the weight in his expression lingered.I wasn’t sure how long we stayed silent—the silence stretching on but somehow feeling less suffocating.Eventually, I spoke again, my voice soft but firm.“I’m sorry I didn’
Olivia’s POVHis words stung, but I couldn’t argue.I swallowed the lump in my throat, tracing the edge of the cake with trembling fingers. “I didn’t mean to…”Adam cut me off with a sharp look. “Intentions don’t mean much when the damage is already done.”I met his gaze, guilt lingering in my chest. “Where is he now?”Adam studied me for a moment before pushing off the door frame. “Upstairs. But like I said—he doesn’t want to see you.”I hesitated, my pride warring with the ache in my chest. I could leave now, pretend none of this mattered. But the thought of walking away felt worse than swallowing my pride.Adams walked out of the kitchen, and I followed him. We returned to the living room, and Adams went back to his position, sitting on the couch and holding his glass of wine in his hand.Confused, I sat back on the couch across from him but didn’t say a word. I knew I shouldn’t be feeling this way. I shouldn’t care that I missed his birthday, but somehow, I couldn’t stop feeling g
Olivia’s POVI frowned, not expecting such response. “I believe he’ll want to see me.”Adam’s lips twisted into something between a scoff and a smirk, but there was no humor in his eyes. “He doesn’t want to see anyone, Olivia. No matter who you are.”His words hit harder than I expected, and I felt a flicker of annoyance flare up inside me. I crossed my arms, holding my ground. “Look, I’m not here to waste his time—or yours. Just let him know I’m here.”Alpha Enzo will never refuse to see me.Adam leaned back against the couch, arms resting casually at his sides, but the tension in his posture was impossible to miss. “I don’t think you understand,” he said, his voice dropping slightly. “When I say he doesn’t want to see anyone, I mean it. He told me personally not to let anyone disturb him.”I took a small step closer, refusing to back down. “Maybe he didn’t mean me.”Adam’s eyes darkened. “You think you’re the exception?” His tone was sharp now, cutting through the space between us l
Olivia’s POV When I woke up the next morning, the first thing I did was check my phone. Still nothing from Enzo. Frowning, I got up and made my way to the kitchen, pouring myself a cup of coffee. The silence in my apartment felt heavier than usual, almost oppressive. I sipped my coffee and tried to shake off the feeling, convincing myself that Enzo’s absence was a good thing. Maybe he’d finally realized I wasn’t going to bow to his whims. I dressed quickly, choosing a simple blouse and skirt—my usual office attire. As I sipped my coffee and ran through the day’s to-do list in my mind, I reminded myself that work would be a welcome distraction from Alpha Enzo and his overbearing ways. By the time I arrived at the office, the atmosphere was as bustling as always. People shuffled back and forth with papers and files, the usual hum of voices filling the air. I made my way to my desk, determined to focus on my tasks and not give Enzo another thought. But as I settled into my seat,
Olivia POVI don’t know how he did it, but I noticed for the past few weeks no DOM has been looking my way or asking me out for sex. They all ignored me like a plague. It even went as far as them whispering to any new member to avoid me. Well, I hated to admit it, but I love it. I loved that they were no longer bothering me.“Olivia, our shift ends by 7 a.m. Will you like to attend a party with me?” Sonia asked, prompting me to look in her direction.“Whose party?” I asked curiously.“A friend’s birthday party. Please come with me; I don’t wanna go alone,” Sonia pleaded, and I smiled and accepted.“Of course, I’m going. Anything for you,” I said and noticed the big, bright smile on her face.Just then, a text message came on my phone, and I picked it up to realize it was Alpha Enzo.“Come to my apartment after your shift.”I sighed and dropped the phone back. I would not go. After all, all he wanted was sex, and I wasn’t in the mood for it. I still cursed myself for not poisoning his
Olivia’s POV I was going through a document when Alpha Enzo walked into the firm. Heads snapped, and greetings filled the air as he walked past, but then I noticed his eyes were only on me, and he wasn’t hiding it. Feeling awkward under his gaze, I fixed my eyes on the document until he walked past. Inhaling deeply, I pushed the thought of him away and continued working, but then I received a text message on my phone. Picking it up, I realized it was Alpha Enzo asking me to come over to his office. “I won’t,” I frowned and focused on the task given to me, but his messages kept coming. Grumbling, I ignored them until Sarah walked up to my desk. “Sir Luciano demands your presence,” she said. I frowned, but this time had no choice but to go to him. Leaving my desk, I arrived at Alpha Enzo’s door, pushed it open, and stepped inside. When I entered, I found him casually seated behind his table. His eyes lingered on me, but I ignored it. “You sent for me,” I said, sounding for
Alpha Enzo’s POV“Mother, what is going on?” I asked calmly, struggling to suppress the rage burning inside me.Mother met my gaze with an irritated look, stepping closer. “You’re getting married, Enzo. That’s what’s going on.”“Stop it, Mother!” I snapped, my voice rising. “I’m not getting married. And if I ever do, you won’t be the one choosing my wife.” My eyes flicked to Liana, who looked wounded by my words, but I didn’t care.Mother, annoyed by my words, eyed me. “Listen, Enzo, you have to get married and give this family an heir,” Mother stated firmly. “You are the only surviving male in this family. If anything happens to you, then it’s over for the Luciano clan, and I believe you know what that means!” Mother spat, and I clenched my teeth as she moved closer and leaned to my ear.“Don’t forget, Enzo. This is your fault. If you hadn’t done what you did, I wouldn’t have to force you to give me grandchildren.” Her voice dropped to a dangerous whisper. “Don’t push me. Don’t make