Olive's P.O.V. Hailey styled my hair in a curled pinned low bun with a braided crown. She pulled out a few well placed loose strands of hair to give it a sort of neatly messy look. She kept my makeup neutral, accentuating my natural beauty. She tinted my cheeks a light pink, painted my lips with a shiny lipgloss to make my red lips pop more. She highlighted my cheek bones as well as the tip of my nose while contouring the edge of my jaw and the sides of my nose. I felt like a damn princess. My heart was racing with the flutter of a hummingbird's wings. My stomach was twisting with nerves, yet giddy to see Lucas. It felt like a stampede of horses were trudging along inside my stomach. I think Hailey could sense my nervous energy. "Here, you put the mascara on. I know how you are with other people getting things too close to your eyes." Hailey handed me the mascara with a sigh. I leaned forward to get a better look in the mirror. I always felt like I looked so stupid when applyi
Olive's P.O.V.On the terrace stood a large white oval table, with rounded wooden chairs. The sun was bright and warm against my skin. I could hear the waves crashing against the shore before my eyes spotted the ocean. The breeze was cool, carrying with it the smell of the ocean breeze. I closed my eyes as I inhaled, letting the breeze cool me while the sun warmed me. It felt so perfect outside today. There were beautiful white potted lilies in every corner as well as the center of the table.The tiny fork nightmare continued as I saw it staring at me from its place on the table. Hopefully nothing we eat calls for me to use it. I wouldn't know how to anyway. I spotted Lisa first as she leaned against the white wooden railing facing the beach. She wore a long off white maxi dress that showed her shoulder blades in the back. Her black hair flowed in neat waves around her, covering some of the exposed skin. She looked absolutely radiant, like a still frame photograph.Laughter caught my
Olive’s P.O.V. "Sorry I'm late, Auntie." Rachel's voice came from directly behind me. I turned to see her arm linked with Leo's. "Hello daddy." She greeted Kane. Of course, it would make sense that her father would be Kane, but it somehow surprised me. She wore a cute high low dress that started off black at the neckline ending in white at the hem line. The black stretched into octopus tendrils over the white bottom. The wide waistband echoed with the lace-up sides perfectly highlighting her slim waist. The back was open, and the dip hem provided a figure-elongating silhouette. She wore black wedges to match. It was definitely her style while still fitting the occasion. "Happy birthday, Aunt Sarah." Leo greeted her. I was surprised to hear him call her aunt. Are Lucas and Leo actually cousins and not just friends? Leo looked dashing in a white button up shirt and black trousers. He matched well with Rachel. Honestly, I began to wonder if there was a color theme and I was clashing
Lucas' P.O.V. "Happy birthday again, mom. I love you." I kissed her cheek again as I said my goodbye. I was ready to take Rose to her flat and get my first journal. I wanted to dive right in. This woman before me intrigued me greatly and getting to see into her mind was the greatest gift I could ask for. "I love you, too. Thank you for being civil with your uncle." She squeezed my arm lovingly. "It was nice to meet you, Sarah." My polite Rose held her hand out for my mom to shake. Mom didn't do handshakes though, bringing her in for a hug instead. "The pleasure is all mine. I hope to see you again. Thank you again for my gift," Mom said with a smile. I was surprised and happy to see that Rose had brought a gift for her. She amazes me everyday, surprising me with something new. I guided her outside, making sure to hold her tightly against me as we stepped over the gravel. I won't ever let her fall. "Thank you for coming with me, Rose." I kissed her beautiful rosy lips before o
Olive's P.O.V. I had just slipped my shirt on when I heard a knock at the door. I ran downstairs with a smile. "Did you forget something?" I opened the door expecting Lucas, since he had just left. My smile quickly faded as my mind registered Dad's scruff face before me. His beard had grown, but his hair was kept in it's usual gelled to the side state. He had come unannounced, somehow finding where I was. Did he know of this place beforehand? I swallowed hard, knowing dad is here to lecture me. My stomach curdled with nerves. "Are you going to let me in, or do you want to have this conversation in the hall?" He asked with his arms crossed and his eyes narrowed. He had that serious tone in his voice, one I'd grown used to, but still sent a chill running through my body. He wasn't just mad, he was furious, evident by the tic in his powerful jaw. I stepped to the side, allowing him to enter even though I wanted to deny him access. I felt like I was betraying mom in some way by allowi
Lucas' P.O.V. "What happened to your face?" I asked a little too aggressively. It was clear someone had stricken her. I know that mark, I've seen it a few too many times on mom's face. My beautiful Rose had been hurt while I was gone, and I'll make whoever it was pay. That mark on her cheek tugged at my heart in the worst ways. "It's nothing," she said, trying to blow it off. "Olive, tell me what happened." This was serious, and the fact she didn't want to tell me, only made me wonder more. "I hate when you use my name like that," she sighed. "It always gets to me." "Does that mean you'll tell me, Olive?" "Sit down, I'll tell you." She gestured to the couch for me to sit on. Her voice deflated, leaving behind whatever stubbornness she had. I liked that my using her name had such an effect on her. I sat on the couch, grabbing her wrist and pulling her onto my lap as she walked by me. I had her straddle me, so that I could look into those eyes as she told me who hurt her like thi
Olive's P.O.V. I couldn't believe that Lucas had taken me here. I had no idea that he and Davis had stayed in touch since I last brought him here. The thought of him wanting to come and watch me fight, filled me with joy. He was supporting me even before all this. I feel stupid for not letting him in sooner than now. I can feel myself falling in love with him already, and it frightens me. I know the longer this goes on the more in love with him I'll fall. This is different from what I felt for Julius. It already feels so much more intense. I am frightened of how badly Lucas will break me if anything were to happen. "What'd you do to her?" Davis marched pasted me right to Lucas, ready to strike. In my excitement, I hadn't thought of how it might look like to come here with an already sweltering cheek. I raced after Davis, trying to save Lucas from the blunt force of one of his punches. "It wasn't him. I swear!" I yelled over the thundering music and yells of the enormous crowd.
Olive's P.O.V. "What are you doing?" I asked Lucas as his fingers slid into the waistband of my pants as he drove. "Pleasuring my Rose," he answered matter-of-factly, like this was completely normal. The thrill I was getting from this was greater than I thought it would be. His hand slipped further down my pants as he continued to drive, never once taking his eyes off the road. We headed back to my flat after having a heavy make-out session in the dingy old office. I knew I was still pretty wet from it, but Lucas didn't know until now. I saw his lips turn into that sexy, arrogant smirk of his. "My dear Rose, I didn't realize you'd be so wet for me already." His smirk widened at his comment. His finger slid inside me as Change by Deftones began to play in the background. My heart raced and my legs parted for him of their own accord. His finger began to slide in and out of me, just rubbing against the walls of my core. I couldn't hold back the moan from ripping through me, to h