CHAPTER HUNDRED-TEN: FINALLY DONE

Alexander’s POV

I reached the apartment, the one I had brought Catherine to few days ago, the one that had so many dreadful stories that I wanted to forget but couldn't. Until Catherine, Olivia was the only one who knew about this apartment and the things I had done here. I opened the door and I am greeted by a scent that was too familiar—Olivia's perfume, a scent I had once been intoxicated by, a scent that usually drove me wild.

She was standing in the center of the room, draped in something dark, sheer, and provocative. It clung to her in all the right places, leaving just enough to the imagination. Her lips curled into a knowing smile as our eyes met, her body language exuding confidence and control.

“I knew you would come,” she purred, taking a step closer, her hips swaying with deliberate seduction.

“Cut the crap, Olivia,” I snapped, my voice was hard and cold. I could feel the anger brewing beneath the surface, just waiting to ignite. “I’m not here for games.”

“Neither am