It was raining heavily in Morning, Olivia was cuddled up in her bed, thinking about many things. From the possibilities of Morgan being a gay to going back to school.Olivia was happy, she was finally getting back to school, and Rescrest for the matter. Her lips tugged with smile as she couldn't wait.She was still thinking when her mom came into her mind, her mood dropped. The vegetative state her mother was in, were all caused by Larry and she'd forever hate it.Olivia was at least glad that she ran into Morgan, though he couldn't be tagged as good.Someone knocked on her door, snapping her out of her thoughts. Shortly the door was opened and Nicholas walked in, he was carrying a set of packaged clothes and a box.“Good morning Nick,” Olivia yawned, getting up from bed.Nicholas seems to pause for a while, his gaze snapping at Olivia. Olivia, who seemed to notice his sudden change let out a laugh.“You shouldn't be like this all the time. You remember Ava calling you an old man?, th
Evaris Lounge, A black Lamborghini Aventador SVJ, pulled up In Front of the night club, with Olivia and Morgan walking out of the car.Nicholas was already ahead of them, pushing away the piles of press, who were gathered with the flashing light of their cameras.Olivia suddenly became tense, her palms becoming sweaty as she looked away from the camera. Her face can't be shown in the news headline, only that way would be fine even after ending the contract with Morgan.Morgan, who noticed her obvious change, shot her a questioning glance. She shook her head, returning an assuring yet fake smile.Soon they were inside the club. Normally, Morgan wouldn't sit in an area where he was easily recognized or within reach.He took the elevator, which brought him to the top floor of the building, the VIP section of the club.Finally they were in a presidential room, which screamed of affluence and extravagant luxury.Olivia was met with two men, they were dressed so casually, yet maintained a
Later that night, Morgan woke up and carried Olivia into his bed. She whined, twitching her face in the process, but later relaxed.Meanwhile, Morgan watched her closely, his eyes studying every inch of her face.His heart fluttered, for nothing else but for the tiny figure occupying his bed. He pulled her closer, holding her waist as he leaned his face into her nook, inhaling her pleasant smell, until he slept off.******Xavier sat on his couch, his gaze fixed on the led plasma television hung in his extravagantly furnished sitting room.He was about to turn it off and leave for work, when a headline caught his attention.YOUNG MASTER MORGAN WAS SEEN WITH A WOMAN LAST NIGHT AT A NIGHTCLUB. AS THE WOMAN'S FACE REMAINS UNKNOWN, NETIZENS WOULD LIKE TO KNOW WHO THE WOMAN IS….Xavier frowned, his mind drifting back to the girl he saw in the hospital, as Morgan's wife. Could she really be Morgan's wife? They didn't even have a wedding…Who exactly was this girl?Xavier thought as a bad id
Gilbert cleared his throat, bringing Olivia's attention to him.“Dad” she smiled, getting up from the chair to help him up.“Oli dear, how are you doing?” He smiled.“I’m fine dad. How's your health?”“I'd be fine dear.” Olivia nodded, reaching for the black bag she came in with. She happened to see a store where they sold fruits and told Nicholas to take her there to buy them.She took out the fruits from the bag, “I got you fruits, dad.” she said, turning on the faucet that was on the other side of the room, to wash the fruits.“That's thoughtful of you. Morgan wouldn't even buy me fruits when coming.” Olivia laughed, returning to her seat, as she started peeling an apple for him.“Are your parents alive?” Gilbert suddenly asked. His eyes read Olivia's expression.Olivia paused, hesitating on what to say. If anyone was dead, it was her father. Even though her mom was still in a coma, her father was the dead one.“No, my mom is alive.” “I'm sorry about your father.” Gilbert said,
“Larry, don't be like this, I'm your wife and Olly is our daughter…”“So? Does that mean you could be useless and become a liability to me? You laze around all day, expecting me to believe your petty lie of being sick, ha! dream on!”“What nonsense are you saying, huh?, You know better than anyone else that I worked hard to make sure there's food on the table for everyone. Was it my fault that I got sick? Answer me!”Olivia could hear her parents arguing voices from the bedroom, she opened her eyes, sat up and reached for her foot wear in the cramped dimly lit room.She walked out of the room, and slowly went towards the sitting room.She stopped at the back of the slightly opened door, poked out her head to peep at her parents.Her gaze stopped on her mom, who sat lazily on the couch, with a solemn expression.Lately her mom's illness has been deteriorating, making her pale and easily exhausted.All she knew was that her mom was sick, but didn't know the cause of the illness. Her bo
Klein's Mansion,“Uncle Morgan, aren't we going to see grandpa today?” Cherry whined, as she tilted her head, to look at Morgan's face.“No,” he replied with a grim expression.“But I want to see grandpa today, won't grandpa scold you for not coming to see him ?” She asked, while trying to jump down from Morgan's laps.“Don't you want to eat Candies anymore?” “ I love candies so much, Mum said candies would spoil my teeth, but I don't believe mummy, I'll keep on eating them. Uncle, can you get me more candies and chocolates ?” she begged, as she pouted her small cute lips.Her behavior was so cute that Morgan couldn't help but smile.He ruffled her long, curly hair, as he grabbed her smooth and fair chubby hands and carried her back on his laps.“Hmmh, Uncle will definitely buy them for you. Remember if you eat them too much, they will spoil your teeth” Morgan said, as he patted her hair. “Okay uncle, I love you so much!. This big..” she said, forming her fat fingers into what seem
Olivia stared at the papers handed to her by the doctor, it was her mom's supposed test result, her eyes blurred with tears. “She needs to be operated on, as soon as possible, else she would lose her life.” “But before that, you'll need to deposit a huge amount of money for her treatment before we can start anything. Do you understand me young lady?” The doctor's words echoed in her ears, yet again and again.She closed her eyes, and all the tears brimming in her eyes fell. When she tasted them it was very bitter, that it felt like her heart was transpired into tears.Once again, she was thrown into the world of despair. Her mom is diagnosed with a brain tumor and needs urgent operation, but where is she going to get that kind of money, which the doctor is requesting for ?.Olivia wiped her tears, she folded the paper into a small block. She got up and went into her mom's ward.The pale woman was still sound asleep. She could barely talk nor could she move her body. Olivia loung
A man could be seen, pacing around his room. Anger and worry evident on his face.A woman walked in, carrying a tray of food. She kept it on the desk beside the bed and went close to the man.“Honey, are you still bothered about Morgan ?” She asked softly, making her voice as coquettish as it could be.“Why did that asshole choose to come home at this period ?!What made him change his mind so suddenly?!. I can't believe he would go back on his own words”“Whether he comes or not, I'll make sure Klein's industry becomes mine. I worked hard for it, while he was abroad, living an extravagant life.” “Morgan I'll make sure you regret coming home!” Xavier swore through gritted teeth.“Morgan can't possibly take over Klein's industry, Father-in law trusts you now and your mom won't let that happen.”“Now come and eat, the food is getting cold” she smiled and dragged him to sit on the bed.Xavier is Morgan's step brother.After Morgan's mother died while giving birth to him, his father marr
Gilbert cleared his throat, bringing Olivia's attention to him.“Dad” she smiled, getting up from the chair to help him up.“Oli dear, how are you doing?” He smiled.“I’m fine dad. How's your health?”“I'd be fine dear.” Olivia nodded, reaching for the black bag she came in with. She happened to see a store where they sold fruits and told Nicholas to take her there to buy them.She took out the fruits from the bag, “I got you fruits, dad.” she said, turning on the faucet that was on the other side of the room, to wash the fruits.“That's thoughtful of you. Morgan wouldn't even buy me fruits when coming.” Olivia laughed, returning to her seat, as she started peeling an apple for him.“Are your parents alive?” Gilbert suddenly asked. His eyes read Olivia's expression.Olivia paused, hesitating on what to say. If anyone was dead, it was her father. Even though her mom was still in a coma, her father was the dead one.“No, my mom is alive.” “I'm sorry about your father.” Gilbert said,
Later that night, Morgan woke up and carried Olivia into his bed. She whined, twitching her face in the process, but later relaxed.Meanwhile, Morgan watched her closely, his eyes studying every inch of her face.His heart fluttered, for nothing else but for the tiny figure occupying his bed. He pulled her closer, holding her waist as he leaned his face into her nook, inhaling her pleasant smell, until he slept off.******Xavier sat on his couch, his gaze fixed on the led plasma television hung in his extravagantly furnished sitting room.He was about to turn it off and leave for work, when a headline caught his attention.YOUNG MASTER MORGAN WAS SEEN WITH A WOMAN LAST NIGHT AT A NIGHTCLUB. AS THE WOMAN'S FACE REMAINS UNKNOWN, NETIZENS WOULD LIKE TO KNOW WHO THE WOMAN IS….Xavier frowned, his mind drifting back to the girl he saw in the hospital, as Morgan's wife. Could she really be Morgan's wife? They didn't even have a wedding…Who exactly was this girl?Xavier thought as a bad id
Evaris Lounge, A black Lamborghini Aventador SVJ, pulled up In Front of the night club, with Olivia and Morgan walking out of the car.Nicholas was already ahead of them, pushing away the piles of press, who were gathered with the flashing light of their cameras.Olivia suddenly became tense, her palms becoming sweaty as she looked away from the camera. Her face can't be shown in the news headline, only that way would be fine even after ending the contract with Morgan.Morgan, who noticed her obvious change, shot her a questioning glance. She shook her head, returning an assuring yet fake smile.Soon they were inside the club. Normally, Morgan wouldn't sit in an area where he was easily recognized or within reach.He took the elevator, which brought him to the top floor of the building, the VIP section of the club.Finally they were in a presidential room, which screamed of affluence and extravagant luxury.Olivia was met with two men, they were dressed so casually, yet maintained a
It was raining heavily in Morning, Olivia was cuddled up in her bed, thinking about many things. From the possibilities of Morgan being a gay to going back to school.Olivia was happy, she was finally getting back to school, and Rescrest for the matter. Her lips tugged with smile as she couldn't wait.She was still thinking when her mom came into her mind, her mood dropped. The vegetative state her mother was in, were all caused by Larry and she'd forever hate it.Olivia was at least glad that she ran into Morgan, though he couldn't be tagged as good.Someone knocked on her door, snapping her out of her thoughts. Shortly the door was opened and Nicholas walked in, he was carrying a set of packaged clothes and a box.“Good morning Nick,” Olivia yawned, getting up from bed.Nicholas seems to pause for a while, his gaze snapping at Olivia. Olivia, who seemed to notice his sudden change let out a laugh.“You shouldn't be like this all the time. You remember Ava calling you an old man?, th
Fredrick burst into laughter, as his gaze washed over Olivia, who now furrowed her brows.“Okay sorry, sorry. I don't mean it that way, but how's that even possible?” He said through laughter, as he held his stomach.“What do you mean by that?” Nicholas asked, shooting him a questioning glare.“Morgan I know is everything but women?…talk more about marriage. Nahh, Nicole, I don't believe that.” Fredrick shook his head.“Well then, you've seen with your eyes.” All through the conversation, Olivia's mind has been drifting back to what Aunt Maureen said. Is he really a gay?“Why do you not believe it?” Olivia suddenly asked, glancing at Fredrick.He smiled softly and began.“I and Morgan were in the same College, we schooled together in the States. I've known that dude for way too long, he's so abstinent when it comes to women that I sometimes wonder if he could get a wife. You need to see tropes of girls that flocked themselves around him then, but he wouldn't even bulge.”“I almost t
Olivia was having breakfast with Morgan in the morning. As much as she didn't want to see his face, she knew nothing could be done.Morgan kept stealing glances at Olivia, while she was busy flipping the food over and over, bringing none to her mouth.His eyes wandered to her wrist and paused on a red mark on her wrist, his heart tugged with pain. He quickly looked away and got up to leave.Olivia raised her face to look at him, but he had already turned his back and left, she could only stare at his back.She retracted her gaze and stared at the food for a while before getting up to leave the table. She had thought Morgan was different, he was nice to her even though it was only Contract. But looking back at what happened last night, she took back those words. He was far from nice, he was just like everybody out there, selfish and greedy. And all she was going to do was stay in his silent mansion all day, and pretend to be his wife in public.Nonsense!Olivia was about to get into
Olivia got back into the queue after helping Emma, although she left, not wanting to join the audition again.As time went on, the long straight line was getting smaller. Several girls who were disqualified were trooping out of the building, their faces scrunched in anger.Just as they kept going, joining the line as it shortens, Olivia heard whispers at her back.“Omg how can she be dressed as a tomboy and come for an audition?” “Valerie, you're just so jealous. Look, she's beautiful and has a nice figure from the back. Look at those smooth long legs!”“Nonsense! Who's jealous? She's just lucky to have a nice body, who knows, her face might be too ugly.” She sneered.Just then, Olivia turned to look at them, they were obviously discussing her, as if she wasn't there.“Oh my god!” the girl who defended her earlier gasped, widening her eyes in shock.The girl who seems to be Valerie paused, suddenly knitting her brows, as she stared at Olivia dumbfounded.“Don't you think it's unwise
Olivia flinched, looking everywhere but his face.“Why do you want to terminate the contract?” Morgan asked, retreating from his steps as he walked towards her.“You never told me, i-i I'd get to bear a child for you. Is that not cheating?” Olivia stated, this time staring at his face, which was very close to her.“It’s not like I'd tell you the details of the contract, when I was going to just give it to you to read. How's that cheating?”Olivia was lost of words, Morgan was right. If actually she read the contract initially this wouldn't have happened. But she couldn't let Morgan win.“Now that I've read it, I want to terminate it. I can't bear a child for you. Never.” Olivia shook her head.Morgan let out a low chuckle, his gaze now staring at Olivia with amusement and interest.“And why's that?” Olivia shot him a glance, as if he was growing horns in his head.“I can't bear you child, and that's final. Can't we just end the contract and you'd look for another girl?”Morgan stared
In a high end restaurant, with luxurious and expensive decor, Xavier was seen, sitting at a table. He was dressed in a black-custom made suit, his dark inky hair, shaved and styled to fall by the side. His eyes shimmered with pride and excitement. Tonight, he was going to sign and finalize the deal with Mr. Marco, which was finally going to give him an upper hand over Morgan. He smiled at the mere thought of it, just then he caught sight of Franco, walking in with a group of two men. Xavier slightly frowned, because he didn't see Mr. Marco come in with them. Did he already back out? His inner mind question, but he shook off as soon as they came closer to his table. Xavier stood up, with a broad smile, plastered on his face. He stretched forth his hand, exchanging greetings. The men nodded as they returned his smile, sitting on the chair pulled out by Franco. “I suppose you are Xavier Gilbert.” Louis said, with a deep Philippine accent. “Yes I am.” Xavier nodded. The other man